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Jay M Apr 2019
Seeing you
Sitting there
Strumming away
Glancing at me
But saying nothing.

A question here
A song sung there
But still I wonder;
Where is here?

People pass
Day after day
Jealousy of a friend
But what does it matter?
I dare not ruin the friendship
Not a chance.

Still I wish to come close
To hear your heartbeat
The rhythm
Somehow perfectly
Matching the tune
You play

Confused
Sure
But I still try to navigate myself...

Just looking
At you
Kills me
Even filling me back with energy...

- Jay M
April 11th, 2019
Lost in my Head Apr 2019
Maybe we have chemistry

Maybe we have math

Maybe we have writing or reading or feelings that have passed

Maybe I’m annoying

Maybe I’m too bland

Maybe I’m just simply something you don’t understand

Maybe I still love you

Maybe I might not

Maybe I still crave the things we said but never got

Maybe I’m a nuisance

Maybe I’m just wrong

Maybe all I really need is myself all along
wow the beginning of this one is dumb, its fine though its casual
Ankita Gupta Apr 2019
Maybe you will find me in the pondering state of mind
Maybe you won't find me in the right state of mind
Maybe you won't find me at all
Lost in my Head Apr 2019
I just removed your memory

so full of raw emotion

reminding me of the times

the feeling

your poem

with a button has vanished

maybe I'll regret it in the morning

maybe I won't

maybe I'll ***** the world and run away with myself

or maybe I'll just sit

and think

about what is now

gone.
deleted a poem about someone, hit me hard which kinda shocks me
mel Mar 2019
(may)be
i have just always
felt (more) comfortable
walking through (chaos)
maybe
it always (lead)s me
back to (me)
may more chaos lead me
EmperorOfMine Feb 2019
Someone is looking
My soul is shaking
Maybe I've lost my mind

Maybe I'm crazy
Can you come save me
I think you're one of a kind

Put on my dressing
Can't stop obsessing
I envy the light you shine

You're so testing
Now I'm confessing
You're all that's on my mind
To food
From me
Bygone are the maybes of yesteryear,
Make way for the probably's of today.

Goodbye,
Gone are the ways of those festering years,
All those tears of sorrow.

Twenty-Five years, and far too many fears,
Have given way,
to the absolutely,
The easily,
The finally's of tomorrow.
bymslu Feb 2019
thanks to the basketful of maybe's
i collected
when we were one
it would seem
i'd be well equipped to deal
with the next one's indecisiveness

oh well.
G Feb 2019
She occupied my head with no hesitations,
She stayed there and played with my emotions,
My gut told me to keep her away,
But in the end I was too stupid to let her stay.
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