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Hannah Zedaker Oct 2017
It's been a while since my heart first fluttered for you.
and
although (I hope) you'll never see these literary lines laid out for sake of my youthful embarrassment being whisked away
I'm here with motives of sincere resolving.
Boxes lined:
|   | beautiful
|   | forgiving
|   | purest heart of red
I assume as usual that my reaches are always non-existent just as any romance thrown my way,
but re-evaluation
and stipulation
are turning my blanks to realizations
of
                life
liberty
        and the pursuit of happiness
your eyes still shine with golden flecks
but the soul embroidered in the lining of your silouhette
shines brighter than most.....
so please stay permanent
and don't let my impulsive writing scare you
Blonde Haired Boy i do adore you.
with open arms of friendship
check-boxes
|x| all of the above
signed sincerely,
lots of love
yeah, it's weird. I honestly don't know what this is besides some of my thoughts thrown at a page. Peace.
Josh Mayesh Jun 2017
Facing the wall,
On the edge of tears,
Only her shoulders speak.
Her right foot times the tension
Of the moment
In strained silence.

Across the way,
A friend, an adversary
Sits in shamed symmetry.
Her chin takes refuge
In her hand-
A hand that can’t contain the anger, the embarrassment, the fear.
A hand that hides the mouth that spoke too freely,
But now says nothing.
Andy Randell Apr 2017
Show me, the lamb with two horns,
Show me where her's wasn not the wrong,
Show me when her lips didn't drip with honey
Show me when she didn't take without giving
Show me where she didn't play the actress
Show me how many she helped
Show me that they don't wish they hadn't
Show me that they can still find the time
Show me when their needs were considered
Show me it wasn't a ride
Show me how I'm not another
Show me that it's different
Show me how she's changed
Show me how she's good
Show me, please, show me I'm wrong
Matt Berkes Apr 2017
Words are
The space between us
And I'll stumble over them
To get to
You
K Balachandran Mar 2017
Sparrows in brisk flight,
divide, avoid the tower
their reunion seamless!
Nature teaches every creature the laws of avoiding conflict
Empiricprotagon Jan 2017
The waiting has blown
Exploding with fireworks
Showing new perks
Is it too early for revolution?

I talked too much about it
But haven't did anything

I flew from one hope to another
Deciding with greed
And new hope has came
Sparkling through every sight
Stumbling the lost hope over and over
Until it stuck and disappeared behind

Reality strikes all the happening event
Stunning every head until everyone realized
That they accomplished a big zero
From yesterday and long back then

So, plans happen
It happens every time but it keeps repeating
Cause all the heads doesn't give a s- about reality
We just keep pretending to be okay
ALC Jan 2017
I will not re-invent myself
I have worked hard for who I am.
I am proud of what I have accomplished
And happy for where I have been.
I have goals that I will set,
But they have been set there all along.
I will strive to do the same as I have always done
And I know that I will continue to move on.

This world was made for me.
Made for me to accomplish and destroy.
To build it up from the ashes
That have collected over time.

My New Years resolution
Is not New to me at all,
It has been set in my eyes for decades
I have always been singing the same song.

This year will be so different,
But not for the changes I will make.
It will have changed with my curving path
That time will help to create.

My New Years Resolution
Has not guided me through my years.
My decisions have held me up to standards
They have ripped down my shallow fears.

This year will be so different,
But it’s because I have changed so much.
The little girl that once wrote on paper
Will no longer feel the rush.

I will not see this world as a ticking clock
Counting down my opportunities,
It will be filled with all my options
Open like a book in front of me.
-ALC January 18, 2016
Ignatius Hosiana Jan 2017
It's not until you kick the bucket that you realize
the noose wasn't the solution to your bruise*
When none is present to grab your kicking feet
and lift you out the bottomless pit of defeat
there are no problems heavy enough to ****
and suicide ain't no solution, just a bad deal.

even your challenges weigh you down
remember there's always a new dawn.
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