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Tori Danielik Nov 2019
dear love,
it seems not too sudden that i am writing you this dedication
for years and years have passed and i’ve ignored my feelings for you
they blossomed and grew into beautiful lilies too late

it took time to learn to love you
every imperfection that i focused too closely on
the way your voice sounds on tape
your ****** structure
not the preferred body of a teenage dream

but wait i come bearing gifts
i have learned to love these things
stumbled upon hidden gifts under the christmas tree
my name was marked on every one
so here you go
finally here you go

17 years is a long time to wait
and so with this public declaration of love i also publicly, selfishly, apologize
love, it was never your fault that i couldn’t grasp self-care
it was the absence of acceptance
i didn’t want to cherish you
but i do

never will i look back at pictures and regret what you are
i will be proud of where you’ve come
this is so much more than being self-absorbed,
i just wish everyone could be

so love, here’s your love poem
the one you never thought you’d get or deserve
with open arms i welcome you
love, the person you’ve become
I wrote this at 17 when I started loving myself
Anthony Feng Nov 2019
You know my past
you've seen my past
but you've never been in my shoes.

You know my past
but you don't know my present or future.

You've only seen what I wanted you to see.
So don't act like you're me or my maker.

Your words were good intentions
but the message pierced through my heart
with doubts.

You've seen my scars
but you never felt my pain.

You're you & i'm me

I'm the author of my own story.
I'm writing my own life how i want it to turn out.

I'm doing things my way, not your way.
this is to the ones who doubt me more than i doubt myself.
Jami Samson Nov 2019
Tomorrow held such promises
then the next day came
and broke all of them.
27.06.19
Marquis Nov 2019
I truly don't want
to someday look back
and realize that my present
which will then be my past
was spent with my mind in the future
waiting for you
when all I really need
is Me, not you
Don't miss out on your present.
Lily Nov 2019
The scene was almost perfect, and
With the sun’s evening glow permeated the
Entire backyard, the flowerbeds at the back
Near the oak fence were extremely vibrant,
The bright oranges and purples and pinks
Leaping out at you like a lion.
The swingset created unnatural shadows on the lawn,
And the children playing created laughter that
Could be heard down the street.
The scent of neighbors burning leaves was strong,
And as the man sat on the back porch,
A beer in his hand and a Bible in the other,
He couldn’t help but wonder how long it would stay like this.
Perfect.
How much longer would he have like this, before the
Sun set,
The flowers wilted,
The swingset rusted,
The children grew up and moved out,
The lovely autumn weather turned to a blustering winter,
The Bible being more powerful than his beer.
One of his children squealed in delight as he
Swung higher and higher on the swing,
Trying to reach the clouds with the tips of his fragile fingers.
The man tries to put himself in the mindset of a kid,
Who believes the present is all that there is,
And whose mind doesn’t comprehend
Worrying about the past and future.
The man sighs contentedly, opening his
Bible and beer simultaneously as he thinks,
“I wish I could actually keep the present that was given to me.”
I got inspiration today from Kurt Vonnegut's "Slaughter-house Five"; he writes, "And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep." It was a very interesting line, which sparked my idea for this poem.
Michael A Duff Nov 2019
I lay here and think to myself, the most beautiful words have been written, forgotten, and learned again.

People have kissed and loved deeply only to forget their devotion and feelings seperatly they live together.

She lives as a comfortable prisoner doing hard time in her past wishing away the present and forgetting the future.

We will all relearn these lessons so many times over dont make the past your future
Some people one I loved was haunted by her parts so much so it ruined our love
James Alai Nov 2019
It hurts
losing
anything
and
everything.

my wealth
and my health
are gone

i have died
a million
and one
times.

i have lived
a million
and one
lives.

but I've lost
it all,
all over again
this time
again
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