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Shofi Ahmed Feb 2019
Sometimes a dark alleyway
is not just a passing passage.
Like a long haul shadow
it stays on down the moon.
loggi Feb 2019
I think you deserve the world, and all of its ruin
Because you know it so well, and even better.

The tongue babbles
Too much in its cheeks
And I hate the grind
Of morning breath
And clenched teeth
Always reaping a benefit
From the previous self.

But you’re a wealth of information
And you do lead me astray, with words
Echoing and saying “come play.”

How are you today, skull of thought?
Is I or you trying to make us stop,
And consider the alternative
Or some depiction of the devil
That we use to validate us clean?

Don’t you have chatter, to make me cry.
"That's not you, only I," but you say that,
I say that too much. And you don't exist.
Bei Aguilar Jan 2019
It can be tough
Sometimes,
But I know
You are my
Always.
Survived Jan 2019
sometimes i laugh when I'm alone
sometimes i dream of you when light is on

sometimes i miss you when I'm with my friends
sometimes i want to hug you when everything seems like the end

sometimes i try to control my feelings when you say you missed me too
sometimes i try not to blush when you come too close to me

sometimes i ponder how did someone as beautiful as you came into my life
sometimes i wonder if I'm so much in love with you?
loggi Dec 2018
I can't fly planes
today
Because the clouds are too grey
And once they fly
They gain too much weight
And decide to take a rest.
But that's the best day,
Because I can lay on Coco
Who is fast asleep
With her brown belly rambling
As I lay to hear her heartbeat.
Maybe it'll stop
when the drops are all done
And Mr. Thundercloud is gone.

But Ma says it's wrong
To wish him away,
Because Anger comes
But it does not always stay.
"Mr. Thundercloud will move on
And when he's done
The sun will show"
As she wraps her arms around me
And Kisses me on the head
" How many rain drops are there?
I think there's billions"
As the windows collect
Their estimates.
"Yes, Billions..."

Maybe it's greater than that.
Some days are especially bad
But some are steady and slow
Like a sad hurting pain
Dripping with each thought.
Millions of moments
In less than one second.
Sometimes is every-time.
That I always lie awake
Watching your photo before I sleep
To dream about you
A dream like I always do
bathe with you in summer
cuddle you in winter
that made me promise to myself
that each every single day I breathe
I will give my best
To show you how much you mean to me.
That you are not just a poem I make
You are a poetry, my life, my heartache.
Sometimes, sometimes is every-time
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