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Gemma Jan 2019
I am mostly of a sunny disposition, or at least I try to be day by day.
then all of a sudden, I’m not sure how, my sunshine fades away.

I’m left feeling cold again with an overwhelming urge to cry.
no longer is my minds sky blue, it’s grey and gloomy, I don’t know why.

see the weather can be unpredictable and I’m just trying to stay warm.
It’s all I can do some days, not to be washed away with the storm.

So I try not to pay much attention to the weather, I try not to give in, I’ll open up my umbrella to try and protect from the rain within.
Ian Robinson Jan 2019
I write what I wish...
That being said,
I wish I had what I write
I write what I wish for
If I write about love, her sickly sweet scent
I wish I had it in the moment
If i write about rays of sunshine
It is raining in my world
If I write erotica
I wish I lived it, felt it
If i wish for sadness,
I would write about it
For I write what I wish
Pretty little birds
Leaves and light shadows on ledge
The morning twitter
John Mendoza Jan 2019
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

There’s no love around my way cause my heart just don’t feel the same

As my eyes open wide, I see there’s no sunshine yet I still pretend like everything is alright

But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone

Can’t water the flowers of his soul if the darkness already took its toll, there’s no sunshine so all he ever feels is cold

But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Rhiannon Jan 2019
You planted a seed
And I flourished
Growing, growing
Taller and stronger

My leaves expanding
My pedals blooming
My colors brightening
My scent sweetening

Your sunshine glowing
Feeding my hunger
Feeding my soul
My flower is beautiful

The rain came pounding
I survived
The lightening came shattering
I survived

But then you came
Stomping on my crown
Splitting my stem
I became broken

My sun stopped shining
My watering seized
My soil became infertile
My flower became sour

You stopped feeding me
I began to wilt
My colors became dull
I began to die

You left me hungry
You left me ugly
You left me destroyed
You left me to die

I sit and wait
For the sun to start shining
For the water to start pouring
To start over

But You dont come
So I'm left alone
Sad and wilted in the dirt
Stomped on and broken

I still am waiting
Waiting for you to come
And feed my hunger
To feed us
SB Jan 2019
The sun.
She knocks on my door
through the cracks

She wakes me with her vibrant glow
And stirs my soul
From calm to restless

Deep swirling blue to smooth, gradient rose
Her hues paint for me
A new reason to live each day
Oh my sunshine,
You can be an inspiration to others.
Even when you are hurt, you smile.
Even when you choked, you smile.
Oh my sunshine,
If every people in the world are like this,
Negativity will not grow,
And positivity will glow.
This is about my friend. She choked and asked for a water with a smile. She didn't panic at all
SB Jan 2019
Oh how the sunset
Meddles with me
Golden flecks
Searing the sky
Split me open
And pour my tears
Like milk into a cats dish.
Kev Harlequin Jan 2019
I would've never imagined that I'd have you as my own
In my life there's been nothing but gray skies and cyclones.

Now you're the sunshine that chase the clouds away,
the gentle breeze that gives me peace on heated day.

My always;
my forever.
My climate, cause you don't switch up like the weather.

My day one, my woman,
my hype; my wife.
You're precisely my type.
Thank you for changing my life.
Dedicated to The Queen of my Heart
Vineeth Jan 2019
From my window I see each day passing
The fat old sun in the sky is falling
The silver moon in the night sky is shining
Casting a shadow and silently speaking
From my window I see each season passing
Yellow leaves from the trees are falling
Now the fat old sun starts crying
The rays of hope are slowly dying
From my window I see each year passing
Moving in time but not arriving
Now the fat old sun has been longing
A day amongst the clouds with silver lining
From my window I see the fat old sun is falling
Winter nights are rising
And the fat old sun is slowly dying
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