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lilly Dec 2018
i kinda miss the moments
the sunny days
or the ones that rain pink
rain red and orange and sunset and end of the beginning

when i walk by the cafe
the sign board urns into a cinema screen
rewinding to
reading books and
long discussions

spilling tea and
drowning coffee
and then drowning tears
and then just-

or maybe, i kinda miss the feeling
the warmth that came with every evening
home
familiar scents enveloping all senses
sometimes when i close my eyes
i can still see the sound of your smile

i can still feel softness in linked hands
and then empty in a hand
and then wet in my hand
wet from my eyes
and wet from my cheek

or, i kinda miss us
us when it was us
when it was you and me
and not just- me

whole, still
still one (1)
but

two (2)
without you
feels odd

i kinda just miss
you?

you
and your giggles behind your hand
bubbling up your throat and into the air
i feel like i'm in disneyland

you
and your words
sometimes soft and sometimes spiteful
but always sure
your sentences spell a delicate decision i could only dream of delivering

and even then, in my dreams
my mouth shapes to form syllables i cannot say

and even still, the only word that comes out of my mouth
is your name

you are the only thing i have ever been sure of

so when i say
i miss the moments
and i miss feeling
and i muss us

what i really mean to say is
i just really miss
you

sometimes you don't need a reason to justify how you feel
and i miss you
because, like loving you

i just do
Bored of these games
Screwball scrabble your monopoly
I'll take the risk not pass go or bow to authority

I wanna Poke your face with a hot poker
Just to see your poker face  
I might just be a pawn but the queen's I have to chase

And who would of thunk
I lost all my marbles
When I went and played kerplunk
My battle ship sunk
And it's now not the rope swing
I want hang from that tree trunk

So check mate this was my only first draughts
The mouse has been trapped warhammer's looking for a blood bath on the warpath

So don't go and pin the tail on the donkey
Coz' you might get a buckaroo though
But look for the clue'do
And you might find more
But only if your a hungry hippo and can find the hidden meanings in theese words and connect all four
Heather Ann Oct 2018
carry me home tonight,
against the burning sky.
at least i'll see it
one
last
time.

explosions;
raining fire on the mountain,
pulsing apocalyptic red;
my mind
spinning like a pinwheel
with all the things
i should have said.

i am breathing with my lungs,
but my throat is still dry.
i am coughing up blood,
but my teeth are still white.

i am nearing the apocalypse,
with eyes rimmed red
like the last setting sun;
i am warm, but i am dead.
English Jam Oct 2018
Silver skies, tranquil nights
Gently gazing down from afar
Silver rooftops, twinkling lights
Buried deep among the stars
Silver memories paint silver portraits
Hung from my interior walls
Silver melodies, not unfortunate
I hear, my name, it calls
Silver teardrops stain my cheeks
Making melancholy of innocence
Silver snowstorms, heartache's peak
An evocative and celibate synthesis
Silver dreams, silver eyes
Meet silver nights, tranquil skies
Kaumal Borah Oct 2018
We met together in this place,
Together we stayed and enjoyed our best.
Holding our hands together we came,
To fulfil our own aim.
This is the place where we laughed out loud,
Doing foolish things we crazily shout.
Here we got the worthiest gifts
The teachers and friends by our side as lifts.
This is the place where we cherished,
Leaving behind all the blemish!!!
But now the "12 years" of friendship,
Came to a halt!
But we will make sure it remain and don't break
Hoping to meet each other again..
If future permits the same.
Our college days have come
Alas!!!the best days of school has gone.....
Reminiscence..memories of school life were just amazing...it was so fun ...no tension, no worries... But now stepping into a completely different phase of life..college life ..with full of hectic schedules... Mind full of worries...I find solitude writing some poems remembering the memories related to my school....
Akela Santana Sep 2018
Do you remember?
.....
Sitting on the porch,
looking out into the distance at the houses behind,
under a canopy of stars and moon,
smoking cigarettes and talking about our pasts?
.....
I can still hear the sound your heart beat made,
and feel the way your strong hands felt when they held mine so softly.
.....
Do you remember how the wind chilled the air?
How you wrapped your arm around me cause I was shivering and you pulled me close to you?
.....
Sometimes I forget how much I love and appreciate you.
I want you to know that I cherish our memories.
.....
I need to remind you everyday.
.
You're amazing,
.
you're perfect,
.
you're beautifully flawed,
.
and you're my best friend.
.
.
.
I miss you so much,
and i'll always want you to be in my life.
.....
I love you.
For Freddy.
Marie Sep 2018
I left my heart behind.

I thought I brought it with me.

I packed my bags meticulously
Hugs, kisses, laughter and tears
Excitement, adventure, hardly any
consideration for my fears  
Now it’s been three years.

I thought I brought it with me.

I should have left my heart behind
I don’t think anyone here would mind
It’s been torn, it’s been twisted,
I’d rather I just missed it.

I should have left my heart behind.
Abhi Beeharry Sep 2018
They said we were the best twosome together. So claim i. We were considered as the best solution providers for problems in relationships. But we couldn't figure out our own muddle. If only you could see what i saw
If only you had shown me the love i craved.
Everytime we would meet, your hand tangled up in mine and everytime you would leave, it was a glimpse of you that i yearned for.
The things we fantasize about doesn't come by itself!
we have to work for it.
For a better life
For a better relationship as well
Our future is our confidence and self esteem.
If she can't learn to love you, she can't learn to love herself.
Perhaps you've made me the antagonist. But i became the protagonist of myself.
The best chapters of my story are still to be written.
If i upset you, don't stress; never forget that god isn't finished with me yet.
To Someone I Love
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