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skyler Mar 2018
one day

you will kiss the love of your life and fall asleep in their arms holding you tight because you finally have each other  

you will wake up late on a sunday to their face and it will be more stunning than the sunrise you missed

you will get dressed, watch them fix their bed head, and think to yourself how lucky you are to have someone so perfect

you will go on adventures and do all of the things you dreamt about

you will come home, to your home together, and get high on the kitchen floor laughing until you can't breathe

you will undress each other and kiss the body you've fallen for

you will lay tangled in blankets and their limbs and drift to sleep, only to do it all again tomorrow

one day
it will be worth it
the fighting, the pain, the break ups and makeups, the confusion, the mess
one day it will all make sense
and one day
you will both be happy

s.s
Maria Etre Mar 2018
Mornings
couldn't come
faster
on days
I know
I'd wake up to
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in dream...
I don't have writer's block,
I just don't write.

If there was ever a block,
It's my blockhead.

So, why am I writing this?
I don't know.
Maybe there is a hole in my block.

Does this mean I can write again?
Maybe something that feels right?
I don't know.

Is there even anything that I know?
I don't know.
Maybe it's that I have writer's block.
Lyda M Sourne Mar 2018
We say we're fine
But broken hearts don't hide from eyes

We say we're friends
But conversation stopped at our relationship end

We say we're back to normal
But we look the other way

We say we're moving on
But we avoid each other like plague

We say we'll stay together
But you left with no words
So I pulled you back
To say a proper goodbye

We don't say anything
Because there's nothing left to say
A maybe relationship ***** and I still don't know how to move on from that
Danial John Feb 2018
You must be settling.
That's what you told me.
Me and you, I'm must be reaching...
You and him, seems like it's reversed.

**** me.
**** him.
And what do you want?
**** us

I know more than you think.
That's why I always reach.
I see the best and learn to love the rest.
Everybody I love is the best.

Why do you pain me so?
It may be my fault.
My feelings are my law.
But then again, what do I know?
rosecoloredpoet Feb 2018
Maybe one day
We will run together through the meadows feeling the sun kissing our smiling faces
Leaving behind our dark shadows
Traveling to different places

Maybe one day
I will wake up feeling energized and optimistic
My thoughts will be clear, bright and realistic

Maybe one day
I'll start viewing the world like a child again
exploring everything with endless curiosity
cherishing every little detail
spreading only positivity

Maybe one day
I'll be waking up with you curled up next to me under the blankets
Hearing your raspy morning voice
Cooking you your favorite breakfest

Maybe one day
Love will conquer all the hatred
Everybody will be equal
No more discrimination or being manipulated

Maybe one day...
David Acker Jr Feb 2018
Maybe we can take a long walk
Or something
Taking slow strides to the
Harmonies of our
Heart beats and laughters
And maybe we can brain-
   Storm about how
Your eyes perfectly reglects the
Waves rippling in the river
Or maybe we can talk about how
Your soft sigh sends
Chills up my skin
Like the nights breeze
Let's allow our hands to touch
Amd we both try not to
Grasp each other's hand
Like the G.I. Joe
With the Kung-fu grip
And let's look into
Each other's eyes
And fantasize
About kisses
Sending us over the moon
Like space ships
Maybe we

-KingOf
Maybe it will
maybe it won't.
It is something
that the
future beholds.
Maybe my heart
will once again
be whole.
maybe my heart will always have those scars.
Cana Feb 2018
She
She calls.
She waves at me.
Her French manicure frothing
Come she whispers.
Come with me to adventure.
Come with me to danger.  

Eventually I’ll go.
Despite all the corpses littering her depths
I wait for my hair to be pulled in and tied.
My sails to be hoisted and set
And my nose to be pointed
Towards the next port.
It’s a work in progress. I’ve just woken up. Also if the sea is feminine and a boat is feminine then is this poem about lesbian love?!
Survived Feb 2018
Everytime I close my eyes
I see your beautiful face inside
That's not because
I'm still in love with you
But maybe because I still believe
that love is you.
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