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MA Montgomery Jul 2018
isn't it amazing
how one day you are just going to get up
and never look back

never looking back,
hand in hand with someone who is never
going to leave,
without so much as a trace
of the misunderstandings and hardships of your past

is that too much to believe?
am i being unrealistic?
am i no longer an optimist,
but a dreamer
stuck in fantasies that may never happen

i have to go on
believing that, though
otherwise,
i'm not sure how i'll continue life

i know
after hours sitting at the table
discussing the soul and the afterlife and
/our true destiny/ with my drunk aunties

that there has to be something
i know of my own self-worth
but there is more

i know now
how to live for myself
and now
i can love someone else

but

how's that going for me?

i'm not entirely sure
when i'm going to get up
i'm not entirely sure
when i'm going to take someone's hand
and walk,
carefree to whatever it is that is waiting for us

i'm not sure,
but a girl can dream, right?
isn't that the one thing i cAn do?

i sure hope so.
pls enjoy my optimism with a faint trace of cynicism but yknow not everyone's perfect
Daniel Magner Jul 2018
A desert wind blows hot and dry,
whispering a prayer for rainclouds.
The Milky Way spills across the night sky,
with Saturn and Jupiter shining down,
interstellar eyes
that see the white lizards
skittering in the sand,
and me laying on my back,
gazing up,
swimming in starlit possibility.
Daniel Magner 2018
Kewayne Wadley Jul 2018
It is possible.
To leap beyond where fear takes us.
Surely so many things happen.
By contrast
We stand still.
Wound up in total curiosity.
To dream in wonderment.
With each twirl we captivate the essence of someone else.
A sort of inspiration that convinces us that we are more than what we believe.
Beginning to walk,
Our other functioning parts come to life.
Embraced in true courage.
Spun around and round.
This huge metal behind it's back.
Suddenly this obstacle isn't what it seems.
First finding what is important.
The touch of someone else
Through encouragement.
The wind-up doll begins to move
No longer incapable by what we define as fear,
But enormous faith.
To place all of it's self in another
Without fear of adding another chip to it's face.
It waddles along.
Moments later,
Pride interferes.
It's movements stop.
To be spun up again and again
Falling to the floor
Seconds at a time
I knew the first swallow of vinegar salt-water memory
Would not leave me in peace
But awaken my wolf’s hunger
For pensive penance

Which leaves me thrashing my boots, khakis, coat,
Sweater, watch,
Suddenly immersed in the pure sapphire blue,
Of my past.

Coffee shops, Like brains,
Mock the idea of ridged conformity

People of all shapes and sizes
All makes and models
All styles and varieties
Wander through looking for single refreshment
The background weight of memories caught in my coat
Pull me down until I’m sputtering, splashing,
In the days I've lived,
Or days I've just watched.

But no day as no person in need of quenching
Stops for long
Each just here to slow down my day
Just here to do me death by a thousand charms
Treacherous tenacity of “what if” at the counter
Tears a hole inside my heart
Julie Mullins Jun 2018
My thoughts,
They run.
My letters
Do scramble.
My words
line up.
But they are all
Drunk on the
Endless possibilities
Of fantasies
And truths.
Lee May 2018
It's not possible to give what you have,
It's not possible to say what you want,
It's not possible to feel and to be felt completely,
It's not possible to love someone the way you wish,
It's not possible to touch someone the way you imagine,
It's not possible to write what you truly felt,
It's not possible sometimes to be who you really are,
We are ever changing, ever exposing, ever defining, wandering souls.
It's all about possibilities sometimes.
Aa Harvey Apr 2018
The love plan


You can’t plan for love; you don’t decide who you get.
You can want someone and keep their picture in your head
And you can know that the two of you would be good together,
And maybe they could be the one you need to be with;
But you cannot plan for love, marriage and kids.
The spark is either gone or it is lit.


If they ignite your passion and then your heart,
Then there is a chance it will never fall apart;
But if they are your other half in decades to come,
Or if they are someone that you once loved,
Only destiny can decide what is meant for you.
Love is a pin stuck in a globe;
A place you are yet to view.


Maybe it will be better than it looked in the brochures,
That drew you together in the first place.
Maybe it won’t work, or be replaced with an unfamiliar, or familiar face.
A person you may have imagined may suddenly appear out of the blue.
Anything is possible when two hearts attach
And there is no turning back once love is within you.


Love will burn so hard, that you are left feeling starved,
Of a desire to be anywhere other than in their arms.
It will change the person you are; alone no more.
Have you been thunderstruck by love?


Colliding stars which explode together to create a new system.
Hearts begin to beat a new rhythm.
A new way of thinking.
Be sure not to miss them.
The light that appears around the one;
The two stars are far away from being together,
Until they become a sun.


Then forever more they will shine a vision of happiness.
The best version yet.
The best version there is…
A lovers kiss.
And when they shine together, others shine,
Stars alight and align.
The original big bang,
Brought to you anew.
Love changes your view.


We were all dust and bones until we find home.
Built from particles and atoms.
Molecules gathered together and now we are together in this moment;
No longer alone.
You are Eve.
Let me be you Adam.
I wish you were love,
Because love is all I know.


(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Bongani Moyo Apr 2018
Just as heroes spend a lifetime dancing with the thing  the fear most ,
A noble death,
I dance with the idea of falling in love.
To have it is something I just might be ready for. You can never be sure
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