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Jack Torrance Apr 2018
I reach for your hand,
and I give a soft squeeze.
I lean my head back,
and enjoy the warm breeze.

I take in the sight,
of the snow covered peaks,
as the tears stream my face,
and I wipe off my cheeks.

The top of the world,
is a beautiful place,
but it still doesn't match,
the smile on your face.

You have given me hope,
when all hope was lost,
and you've shown me that love,
can come at no cost.

You believed in me,
when no one else would,
and you stand by my side,
where no one has stood.

You have taken my heart,
and pieced it back whole.
You’ve  helped me to stand,
and gave me back my soul.

I don't know what to say,
for all that you do,
and for the love that you give me,
and your selflessness to.

But I can promise you love,
until the end of all time,
and I'll stand by you forever,
with your hand safe in mine.

My sweet, beautiful angel,
the love of my life.
My reason for living,
and my soon to be wife...
Another one for the ex wife
Ryan Holden Apr 2018
I can’t repaint the start
Nor it’s tenderness
To understand
The complexity
Of it’s cottons -
But know I am soft,
And I will always
Keep your heart
Warm.
Ashley Kane Mar 2018
Speak
Let me hear your thoughts
Shout
So loud I can feel your heart
Scream
So silent I’m drowned in your soul
Touch
So soft it will melt me to tears
(C) Ashley Kane
Suraj singh Mar 2018
They mumbled on me,
For something I never did.
You were my alibi there,
But you just disappeared.
Was my suavity the reason?
Or am i a knave to you?
I was in a daze,
And all I needed was a tender touch.
Don't know the reason for your wrath,
I can only blame these rotten days.
Sometimes the situation isn't that big and all we need is a tender touch.
Will Feb 2018
Skin shivering.
Goosbumps forming.
Eyes closing.
Heart racing.
Ears ringing.
Hands trembling.
Breath stagering.
Heat rising.
Smile forming.
Joy neverending.
Kirsten Claire Jan 2018
I cradle your affection
In the palm of my hand
Like a seed so small
That if I am not careful
I might just lose it
hannah Nov 2017
where did we go - were we just erased?

from this cage,
where we settled our remains into a mountain we tried to escape out of,

from this garden of panic,
where we planted our hearts into tulips,
where we refused to pluck them, in fear they would sprout into weeds,

from this nest of lust,
where we gathered broken bones instead of leaves,
where we fed the other in hopes to starve ourselves.

from this river of guilt,
and these lips that never spoke,


my shadow creeps towards a sky that’s forgotten how to breathe,
your eyes close, hazing into a soprano moon.

It sings us both to sleep.
my poetry has been **** lately
Lyn-Purcell Nov 2017
Tender is the sun after silvern rain.
Warming is our laughter after sorrow.
Short poem I wrote after listening to a conversation on the bus.
Lyn-Purcell Oct 2017
Let me stay in a peaceful dwam
on my feather bed.
Soothed by the song of a thousand tears.
Half buried in embodied pillows
scented by pink lavenders, by
the warm flames licking and
dancing in the fireplace,
With a silver notebook
and a golden pen resting
by my side, my soft
wavy ringlets fall
around like
petals.
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