Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sabila Siddiqui Jul 2019
Front and center of it all
I am a big burning,
bright gas ball.

Planets spin around my girth,
Like Saturn, Mars,
Venus and Earth.

I am the one that rises
you in the morning
and leaves you stunned
by my leave.
I am the one
who blazes and scorches
and at times
hides behind the clouds.

Even though
I am 149.6 million km away
I am still there to
light your world
and keep you warm.
Pyrrha Jul 2019
I love myself when I'm with you
Every imperfection becomes a crystal forest
Your words shine down and make me shimmer with amber sunlight
Together we are a sunset that outshines the stars

You make me radiant
MisfitOfSociety Jul 2019
Sun carved silhouettes,
Darkness from light.
Things that grow,
In the shadow.
Crawl out in the night.
zxndrew Jun 2019
I told her the moon was in her eyes
She said she hated the night light
I told her that her skin was made of sunlight
She told me the sun was blinding
I told her I knew that because all I could see was her
Phoenix Jun 2019
...My soul could float high enough to kiss the sky.
I used to have a fear of falling,
but now I've never been more excited to fly.
I love you.
c Jun 2019
I think loving you is like
Indian summer
So warm
And beautiful
And gone so quickly
You do not cherish
The sunlight hours
But kiss me hello
When I am falling asleep
Beneath the stars
I do not know what to call us
If wings from every butterfly
Can move the air so readily
Then every better thought I think
Will change the world quite steadily

If one small bird can sing a tune
That makes my soul feel lighter
Then I decide to act in ways
That make our futures brighter

If sunlight cutting inky clouds
Brings vibrant light to eye and heart
I know that every mighty change
Had small and subtle steps to start

For wings and tunes are wispy things
As gentle as a summer breeze
Prosperity comes not by force
Yet step by step, it comes with ease
This is Prosperity Poem 35.  You can see it on a background here - http://prosperitypoems.com/delivery35ButterflyWings.html
rk May 2019
just like sunflowers
contort themselves
to face the sun
perhaps i am capable of the same,
stretching myself
to feel your presence
your soul sustaining me
like the flowers feed the bees.
Dawn May 2019
you remind me of quiet weekends —
of breezy morning air touching skin,
of warm bright sunlight touching skin,
of silent calm waves touching skin,
of bed silk covers touching skin,
of skin touching skin.
i've been thinking about a concept and i started writing it, only to feeltheneed to separate it into different poems because of the different writing patterns i have thought of
Next page