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Claudius Sep 2020
I go to order a drink to help me forget
As I look at the menu one catches my eye and all I can remember is what you were wearing when we first met
Samuel Adams printed across your chest
and now you're all I can remember when I'm trying so hard to forget.
My twin flame I will stop chasing if you stop running. It doesn't taste the same since you left.
gift Aug 2020
the memory of you makes me weak
my bones ache for your touch again
i miss you; you're all i seek
can't we go back to the way we began?

the sight of you makes me weep
why do you keep appearing in my sleep
tonight I'll drown myself with you again
can't we go back to the way we began?
—g. l
i wanna forget you but i can't.
Taofiq Isiaka Aug 2020
One of this days you're gonna miss me honey
But don't you worry you won't be so lonely
Right in your heart, you've got memories to keep you company
Julia Shalom Aug 2020
Now she is gone.
Someone I truly loved.
Her name means everlasting beauty.

She is dear to my heart.
The one I could tell anything and everything

She is my sister.
My only sister.

And now she has left.
Moved on to new things.
To a new life.
One without me.

I am going to miss her.
No,
I already miss her.
Not dead, not married, just gone...
I sometimes miss this girl
who enjoys sitting in cafès
with her emptied cup.
She who finds grace
in the presence of waiting
And believes in happy ending.

I sometimes miss this girl
who's so good at self consolation.
She who patronises self rule
more than any other,
Someone who's still whole.

Now cafès reminds me
not with coffee fragrant promises
But of bitter tanged memories
While sitting becomes restless waits
I have come to miss the girl
I was before you-

I still long of me a little.
Norbert Tasev Aug 2020
It would have been so good to just listen for a few more minutes, just a little eternal moment, to the pure, ever sweeter, juicier throbbing, smaller ringing of your heartbeat, like whispering ears, before you leave me alone in the filled bed of my life and leave! You can no longer belong to the universe that has been fulfilled in me - after all, it has not yet been born, only your imaginative and mischievous play has made fun of you.

Your face sometimes stands out as a silent vision from the crystal water of my still-sharpening memories, but I can only half see it so far away from the pairs of harmonies and eternal peace: like the exiled shipwrecked, I cannot tie up on the island of happiness! "You were greedy!" And love-selfish and cheerful! ”

"You could believe in immortal and selfless tears, and rejoice when you were pityed for comforting and trying to bleed the bleeding wounds of your unknown vulnerability!" "And finally, with your grief, and yet you deliberately left yourself." And at a romantic beach dinner, how I would have put the pawn of my love confession in front of your feet:

My own heart, and together we would have risen from the yellow earth so that they could no longer humble themselves and kick us! I can't lie with a weapon of silence and repressed self-blame: honesty shone over you and forced my lucky, better self out of me! Your beautiful hazelnut eyes are still unconsciously gesturing toward me, smiling and whatever you say, I must now contradict you:

As a second option, if we had not been recklessly ruthless towards ourselves, we could have started dating together with a clean slate.
Juverine Wan Aug 2020
I miss(ed) you
the girl with black hair
who loved the blue sky
and breathed in fresh air

I miss(ed) you
who had no cares in the world
who came home to no worries
in her mother's arms she curled

I miss(ed) you
who lived as a child
when friends gathered round
born free and wild

I miss(ed) you
who had innocent eyes
who dreamed of fairies and mermaids
and didn't worry and sigh

I miss(ed) you
who didn't cry when things were tough
who held hope and beauty within
who didn't fake a laugh

I miss(ed) you
who wasn't stressed day and night
who could hug her parents close
whose days shone bright

I miss(ed) me
what happened to the years
I miss(ed) mom and dad
when their eyes didn't fill with tears

I miss(ed) me
it's hard leaving you behind
it's hard leaving young mom and dad
it's hard not looking back

I miss(ed) me
I miss(ed) coming home
I miss(ed) dreaming
I miss(ed) loving

I miss(ed) me.
it's been some time since I wrote a poem but I'm feeling down after coming to university and got really nostalgic tonight so here's one for the ones who miss(ed) their childhood folks.
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