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Cynthia Jean May 2016
the salt and pepper of life

the rich nuggets

precious little details
that we miss

in our overwhelm

the little jewels
of everyday life
that make it
so sweet

so
much
to
be
thankful
for

all the days of our lives

cj 2016
May God open our eyes everyday to His gifts...that we wouldn't miss anything!
Lake Adedamola May 2016
I didn’t forget
I couldn’t get myself to.

I never started
I couldn’t bring myself to.

Sometimes I wish I could
Most times I couldn't help it

To try…? To try….?
I’ll have to change my heart.

It didn’t stop loving you,
How hard I worked at that!

I throw someone else at it,
It would not shift ground.

I’d lurch anyone its way; a choke hold,
Boomerang, It lands back at your corner;

Am beginning to think you took it with you
And left me a replica to tinker.

Your laughter still staggers round my ear
Your touch still makes my skin scale hurdles.

Like the path the sun trails everyday to the west
My heart settles on you in every way.

I didn’t do you any wrong
You wronged me neither.

I didn’t forget your kiss,
How could I, when it was shared.

I didn’t forget
How could I get myself to?
allison May 2016
It all began
when I freely immersed myself
within your captivating soul
upon meeting you

I informed you, however,
in order for you to do the same
you had to dislodge the weeds
and blockades

There was work to be done
and areas to be tended to
Some days were cloudier,
while some were sunnier

I must say
I was quite surprised
by the quickness it took
for you to reach my heart

This task seemed innate to you-
to us-
My heart was yours
instantaneously

You never once
made this task
feel like a task
And I thank you for that
R M May 2016
You gave me conversations
I otherwise would never have
You let me talk about the things
I've always wanted to talk about
but just couldn't find the right listeners
You've let me be my geeky self
and you listen to all my weird stories
about art, travels, music and literature
the same way I listen intently to yours
In a way, you allowed me to grow
you allowed me to see the world
through your own light brown eyes
and your own wonderfully delicate words
and I'm thankful for the weekends
we've spent roaming around the city
trying not to get too lost while still having fun
In your impending departure, I wish you well
no matter where you are in the world
I hope you'll remember your friend
your skinny little friend who loves sugars
and museum walks and philosophical talks
I hope I've touched your life
the way you've touched mine
It's an imprint I will always cherish
Auf wiedersehen, mein freund.
Til we meet again.
I will miss your funny stories, C.  Hope we'll be in touch for a long while. )
Rosette May 2016
Sky
It's amazing how you teach me to fly,
by leaving me up high in the sky.
You taught me how to weave my own wings
from the strings
of false hope you gave me.

I've become too dependent
on the wings I created.
But not once did they falter,
they kept me gliding through the air,
reaching the clouds.
I'm filled with bliss.

While the beauty of the sky intrigues
your wondrous eyes,
I hope you hear me from above.
All my greatest gratitude,
from the sky's highest altitude.

I am grateful that you have taught me
how to fly and be free.
Because of you,
I am now one with the sky
that you look upon,
day and night.
Lucrezia M N May 2016
50 followers today! Thank you all for spending some of your time reading my writes, for liking, sharing them and leaving comments! so important to me... This is a wonderful community of talented and inspiring souls, of precious and kind words, of humble and humbling poets... Keep it up sharing and loving Poetry! So glad I've found you :-)
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Lucrezia MN
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Matthew Harlovic May 2016
You put me on a health regime,
full of fruits, kale, and hummus,
you put me on an exercise plan,
and taught me what a burpee was.
You have always put me on something,
taught me something about myself or others,
actuated some facet of my potential, and for that I thank you.

© Matthew Harlovic
wablah Apr 2016
It wasn't long ago
Long ago from when I didn't know how to react
It felt like I was just being attacked
Everything seemed to just pass slow

I've outgrown it
grabbed it, tossed it and disowned it
I changed,
Changed to something new and better.
And from this experience, I know how to get around it

Never will I let it get to me again
Came too close to lossing some close friends
The one's that mean everything to me
The one's that are there for me
To help me

How can I ever pay them back
For saving me from something I didn't want to be?
When the time comes
I will be there for them
As they were there for me
I was saved before it was too late.
thank you
for being here
for reading this
for taking the time
to see what i have to say.
Thank you
for
showing me
that there are people
who will listen
truly for you, the reader
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