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It's a scary night
Yet I say goodnight
I make it a good night
Bravado is my forte
I don't believe in hearsay
I decree what I say
I get up in the morning
I would say good morning
Making the day good day
We’re lying on grass
stars above us

but I am
gazing
into your eyes
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The music was never sad
But now it is
And I can’t quite put my finger on the reason
The wind has quieted down
And the birds are sleeping in the nest
There is a sinking in my stomach
A bug crawls across the screen
Maybe it’s just the night, the wind says
But I don’t think that’s why
No, that’s not the reason why
291 days ago
It was a time of chaos for me
It was a night I met someone who made me feel free.
I couldn't believe that in a moment of fear, anger,
torment and despair, I would be touched with so much care.

I can't compare
those moments so long ago were so rare,
the desire I still bear.

291 days ago I spent 22 hours with you,
despite of what I went through,
I wish I could go back to those nights it was just us two.
Jay M Aug 2019
The day is long
But the night is longer
For reasons unknown
When the stars shine brightly
I tread lightly
Basking in the moonlight
Dancing in the starlight.

- Jay M
July 14th, 2019
Hope you enjoy this older poem of mine!
the days grow shorter
the nights bring the need for these
artificial lights
Andrew 1d
And in her last breath,
She whispered to me,

"Love does not have a beginning
nor an end.
It is not a line,
but a ring.
And somewhere out there,
in those far-distant cosmos,
we are meeting for the first time."
Things that might be keeping me awake,
These tiring nights
Hypnotic dreams making connections,
Way beyond my comprehension.

Are they meant to keep you on your path?
Or grow out of it and fly above the clouds?
An illusion of control?
Or a way to fulfil your soul?

Perplexed at those vivid pictures,
Of places and people left behind
Maybe sometimes just stuck in your mind,
Turning me into a beast of burden.

Wake up from my somnambulism
To find me back in bed
With sunken eyes, holding my head
No meaning to this pretence.

A lullaby went wrong,
A state of trance
A voice inside my head,
Speaking to me like I still had a chance.

'I know you know your pain,
Here's a ticket to hop on that train
The path is treacherous with mist all around,
But have faith, you are heaven bound'

Till the morning comes and the sun is shining bright
Still ******* in my fictitious knots,
I wake up from the slumber
Realizing it's not up to me to join the dots.

Was never great at reading signs
Been living with these feelings somehow,
At the end of the tunnel, there's a light that shines
Time to face the music now.
Oh dreams, what are you?
Coming every night,
Most of the times I don't even remember
Is it good news or bad?
All I know is I need you
For where the world would be,
Without people who had dreams and acted upon them.
Owen 1d
Every night I look up
at the moon,
the stars,
the spaces between,
and I know
you're not thinking about me,
not even a little bit.
Our ghosts still pillow fight in my head.
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