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Kewayne Wadley Mar 2019
I use to love her
Two strangers lost on the street,
She never once called
candykendys Mar 2019
time flies so fast
I can still remember the day we met
your eyes that full of passion
how your lips curved in smile
how I love everything in you.
as the time passes by
as the wind blew
everything has changed
from sweet to bitter,
from lovers to strangers,
and just like oil and water,
we can never be together.
those memories so hard to forget,
and here I am longing to be with you again,
I know we will never be together again,
and that's the bruises you left.





scars of yesterdays will never be forgotten.
Arisa Mar 2019
The ones with blurred faces
Knocked down my door last night
And tugged at my limbs with such desperation
- A rigorous exercise.

Their hands, rattling in a sharp neon glow
Stole away many things as they held me down
And shone the bright lights into my eyes,
Turning my pupils into hollowed colour:

Trust.
Potential.
Innocence.
Friendship.

All gone.
All taken.
All dead.
During the break-in.
All I see are faces I could not recognize. The strangers we face today are the people that break our hearts in the morrow.
Anonymous Freak Mar 2019
I think
This is what it is
To have a fairytale inn.

To have a well-tread floor
Familiar with the feet
Of the familiar faces.

To put food into hungry bellies,
Remember names and orders.
Remember bits and pieces of lives
Shared over the sunrise.

To see the backs
Bent from work
And stiff from harsh weather
Straightened with cups of coffee.

To smell the smells
Only a busy kitchen
Can offer you,
Wash dishes with dry,
cracking hands.
To ladle soup, and plop cookies
Into white paper bags.

I think
This is what it is
To have a fairytale inn.
Rose Mar 2019
a snapshot in time
i knew in that moment
you didn’t know my heart
but in that small moment
we were an endless stream
of warmth spinning by our eyes
colors blending into paint
and these hearts
for a moment
reached
those times where if feels like you connect- really connect. but sometimes nothing can stop the spell from breaking.
sixpoetry Feb 2019
i don’t want to be strangers with memories
but as close as i want to stay
there will not be a moment that passes
in which i do not look at you with a heart full of love
a mind full of regret
and a longing for my home to which i’ll never return
Joanna Charis Feb 2019
I wish I could turn back in time when I first met you. I miss the feeling of being with your presence and falling in love. I know it that once I fell, I won't stop loving you. But I know that you have to leave. And once you leave, you would forget everything we had. Every moment we shared, the experience and most of all: the feelings. The feelings we have will just fade away. And once we meet again in time, we'll just be strangers......



"Strangers with a past".
Cece Feb 2019
We’re spilling secrets
like a glass of orange juice
that’s been knocked over by a careless hand,
now spreading on the table.
We’re talking
like old friends catching up
after years of not seeing each other,
but we don’t know each other.
We’re clinging to each other  
Like we’re close,
though we’re just starved of affection,
craving attention.
We’re lost in each other,
Like shooting stars wandering the universe,
not knowing where to go next,
but knowing there’s so many places to see.
We just met,
strangers that happened to connect
with a spark,
and now we’re each other’s everything.
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