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dabble May 2020
Will I ever be enough
When he's the sun
And the moon
All in one
And I'm just a speck of stardust

When  snowfall and spring breezes
Spill out of him
Hope I can spill something
Other than dust storm too

his mornings are of dew drops
In a delicate summer day
I'm still left with hailstorm
With my spring in delay

Sunshine and moonlight
Take turns in his world
And I'm lost in the dark
With a phantom of cursed

How can I think I'll ever be enough
When he's the crown and the king
And I'm just one in a clan
With nothing more than love to define

Will I ever be enough?
Well...falling in love with a star
Can have no happy ending
I longed for
Ma Cherie Oct 2016
I do not feign for your affection,
as I sit grateful, where I,
await direction,
beneath the incandescent moon
nor see your face, to touch,
your heart is what I truly swoon,
you filled me up & I am free,
I sent it via a red balloon,
I'm at home
today alone,
where I await the night,
& the coming
of the morning light,
your blinding flash,
it comes & takes my sight
& I submit without a fight,
adrift again, in skies I change,
this time I am, a soaring kite,
I hope you hear my poets plight,
when taking my last winged flight,
D
     o
        w
           n
              I,
               F
                 A
                   L
                     L
Another vice, yes,
I didn't think twice
Lover it was very nice,
I wrote it on a grain of rice,

Singing Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah

I'm ash & I am  burning
I crash as I am learning
My heart beats on,
I'm wanting yearning,
my souls best friend
I hope I'm earning,

my mind is turning,

Morning comes & that's okay,
doesn't mean you have to stay
or matter what she has to say,
just please my baby, never stray,
a bed of passion I wait, I lay,

I hope you just never go away
for I would surely die,
in this poetic deluge,
drowning her,
you flooding my sky,
don't say goodbye
or make me cry,
there is no life without love,
beneath your shining sun.

Cherie Nolan© 2016
Flooded mind & heart today.

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