Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
David P Carroll Sep 2020
The sky is gray and
There is no birds singing today
There is no leaf on a vine or tree
Only Winter is here to stay..
Winter ❄️
Grace Sep 2020
Many of you turn to ask
As you see me walking past
"what makes you limp the way you do?"
as though an explanation is owed to you

I know that most just worry
While others give to me their pity
but for those who imitate me when I come by
you will never know how you make me cry
MyReflections Aug 2020
Which road should I take?
that lead me to the place
where I can fulfill my Destiny,
where i can find, What's inside me?

What is the work, I should do?
For which I born to
What will please the hunger inside me?
What is my success key?
What's inside me?

Countless stars glitter in sky
in this darkest night.
But which of them will be the Sun?
that made me Enlight.

I want to know!
Stand out of row
To find the true me
And find, what's inside me?
In this poem, poet is confused about the path of life he have to take. He want tobe something different from other and find his potential.
Simran pawar Jul 2020
The great mystery is,
The day when,
You found meaning of my words.





And then ,
You found me.
Àŧùl Aug 2020
I love you, my angel,
My dream girl,
I wish for you
To descend here,
And bless my life,
Love me & love me more,
I desire to take you as my wife.
My HP Poem #1878
©Atul Kaushal
Esther L Krenzin Aug 2020
i was built
on the crest of a wave
and swelling roll of tide
and i was not forged
to walk on my knees
just so that others may
know peace

Esther Krenzin
They can find it on their own.
Esther L Krenzin Aug 2020
we are fish out of water
landlocked somewhere
we’d rather not be
and it is our own hands
that sew our gills shut
so that we cannot
b r e a t h e

Esther Krenzin
hazem al jaber Aug 2020
My morning ...

Morning just start ...
start with you ..
start with a whisper ...
i just hear ...
it's your whisper ...
softly whisper ...
calling me ...
so early ...
i can hear ...
an awesome ...
sweet lovely ...
as every morning ...
starts only with you ...

here i am sweetheart ...
with my coffee ...
hearing your whispers ...
feeling you ...
feel ...
how much you need me ...
as much i need you ...
to start together ...
as every morning ...
our crazy day ...
to make it ...
while we both ...
flying ...
diving ...
where no one ...
only ...
you and me ...

yes my sweet girl ...
i can hear your voice ...
i can feel you ...
calling me ...
to be with you ...
to gift you ...
newly love ..
more love ...
more passion ...
at every ...
new morning ...
while you dancing ...
naked ...
into your bed ...

good morning ...
sweetheart ...

hazem al ...
Every day
I run boxes
To the doorsteps of -
Magnificent houses
With stone porches
And towering windows
That smell like wood fires
During the winter
And flowers during the summers
With driveways that stretch nearly a mile
Winding
Winding
Winding
Down hills
To overlook acres, many acres
Of land
They are materialized dreams

And on every
mountainous stone porch
Or tree trunk of a door
Or posted at the very bottom of the endless winding drive-
There is a doormat
Or a plaque
A cut metal sign
"The Miller's"
"THE SHERMANS"
"Svobda"
"Kate & Rex"

And I am momentarily so sad
So jealous
Because that is all I want

The woman inside has a husband
With a good job
And a big smile
And her parents love him
And he is nice to her
And he built her a PALACE
And that's all I want
Is OUR last name on a plaque beside the door
But I may never have that
No matter how hard I work
Next page