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all for you Dec 2018
I saw you across the room
And my heart leapt
It had been 5 months
The longest we’d been apart
It felt like the whole room
Was turned towards you
Waiting for this moment
For you to come home
And I’m on the outside
The forgotten one
By everyone but you
Who missed you most
And wanting to be the closest
And finally taking those steps

And you smile

And I smile back

And before I know it
My feet are carrying me
To you
And you open your arms to me
And they’re around my shoulders
And mine tight around your waist
And my face is pressed into your chest
And I almost start crying
As you whisper just to me
“It’s so good to see you”
And our heads hit
But neither of us noticed
As you held me so close
And finally we let go

And I smile

And you smile back
you never realize how much you truly missed someone until they're right across the room...missed you most // love always
Gerry James Nov 2018
Shaky hands reach out
Wrinkled hands, bony fingers;
All for a little bit of salvation
From the heat and the hunger.
Ribs sticking out of his chest
Lungs wheezing,
Struggling to breathe properly
Inhaling the unforgiving dust and smoke.
Sleeping on the cold concrete
With a frayed mat for warmth.
Worry lines permanently etched
Around his weary eyes
Realizing he can barely support
His family because of his sorry state.
But still he gets up and works;
Begging in alleyways,
Rummaging through trash bags,
Working in factories that tax him
Making him look gaunt;
All so that his loved ones
Can sleep with food in their tummies.
A poor man with a responsibility
Is the toughest soldier
This world can craft.
Poor people are God in disguise.
Chloe Nov 2018
So you wanna serve your country, huh?

Well to me, it seems like nobody’s fighting on the front.

Their all waiting for their grand opportunity.

Click. Click. Boom!

He went out with honors, y’all!

So you better believe it was all worth fighting for.

Now you’re telling me, you’re going into the Marines.

The few, the proud.

But doesn’t that mean I’m going to lose you, too?

Of course you’ll be working to make our country safer, but I’ll working behind the counter of a fast food restaurant.

You’ll be making life changing movements, but me, I’ll still be behind the books in the university.

So tell me, is it all the risk?

To lose you, and still come home a hero?

Because if you die, you’ll never play the basketball game you promised my kid brother.

You’ll never swish him in a pair of purple crocs.

You’ll never get to see me graduate.

But I will be serving my country, just not quite like you.

I’ll be saving lives, just not like you.

It’s pretty selfish of me, I admit.

But I don’t want to lose you, because I already lost myself.

You’re my first hello and my last goodbye.

Goodbye soldier, fight well for us all.
Furey Nov 2018
I keep on tripping
How am I to carry on
If I can't carry myself
With pride and confidence
How can I be this person
That everyone expects
When I can't carry
The weight of myself
The weight that came
After he was gone
A box hand delivered
It has a set of tags
His name inscribed
We all had set certain people
These were the ones
We cared and cried for
Soldiers
Our soldiers
The ones who didn't come home
Today I put a little flag
Down, beside a stone
Where grass and weeds were rampant
And the plot was overgrown

I knew not where he came from
I did not know his name
But, today I left a flag for him
As I'm sure he'd do the same

Today I put a little flag
Beside a soldiers lonely plot
Just to show we thank you
And that nobody forgot

A little flag beside a stone
For one who gave his all
A little flag beside a stone
For answering the call

Today I put a little flag
It waves there in the cold
For a soldier lies beneath the earth
Never ever growing old

A simple little gesture
For a soldier long since dead
I cleaned away the grass and growth
So his story could be read

Today I put a little flag
And I hope you'll do the same
Just to show that you were there
Though you do not know their name

Maybe leave a poppy there
It may blow to someone's door
With a thousand other poppies
From those who came before

Today I put a little flag
Beside a stone, so hard and white
For a soldier who gave all he had
Doing what he thought was right

Today I put a little flag
Beside a stone and then I cried
Remembering how young he was
We won't forget just why he died

Today...I put a little flag
AceLione Oct 2018
It’s cold, the supplies were low and hope was lost.
Men standing at their post, while dying by frost.
The sight of thousands of tents stretching in the horizon.
I don’t think that the men can’t keep moving on.
Our brothers and comrades who fell in the war.
Everyone knows one death, means one more star.
We will keep waiting until reinforcements arrive.
They don’t decide for us. This is our life.
This is a poem that I wrote for myself and I thought that it was good so I shared it with you all
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