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Tiana Marie Mar 2018
If tomorrow was my last
I'd do nothing.
I wouldn't skydive
I wouldn't travel
I wouldn't do everything
I've ever wanted to do.

If tomorrow was my last
I'd do as always.
I'd get up
I'd read my bible
I'd go to school
and have an average day.

If tomorrow was my last
I'd act as normal.
I'd smile to others
I'd say "hello"
I'd do my best
as I try every day.

If tomorrow was my last
I'd tell no one.
I wouldn't shout it
I wouldn't scream it
I wouldn't sing it
from every single rooftop.

If tomorrow was my last
I'd never know it.
That's why my usual
day to day consists
of all things I love
the very most.

If tomorrow were my very last
what I do today would be enough.
It would make me smile
It would make me laugh
It would make me happy
Because I have learned always
to be content in the ordinary.
gbye Feb 2018
when im close do your hands itch to touch me
do your eyes follow me across the room
do you find yourself drifting closer towards me
does you breath catch when our eyes lock
do you imagine what it'd be like to run you hands across my body

i dont
i dont find myself searching for your touch, your eyes, or your heart
but
perhaps tomorrow i will
I don't know how long this will stay up, kinda an in-the-moment type of piece. Confession: For a really long time I've been holding onto a lot of pain and anger, slowly I'm working through all of it. And, I've never felt lighter.
aush g Feb 2018
you didn't open your eyes once.
you didn't want to see how much i was in love with you.
we sat there in the back of your car
kissing like there was no tomorrow.
but you never once opened your eyes to look at me.
you did smile..
with those perfect teeth...
your lips parting just enough
where i could feel them against my lips.
your eyes never opened.
i pushed your hair back...
maybe you were blinded by the coarse strands of golden brown hair?
i pushed and pushed but your eyes never opened.
maybe those eyes  didn't want to see who they were touching.
they just wanted the sensation of the touch.
your eyes never opened that night
and i never once got to see
those glazed brown eyes staring back at me.
jonni inferno Feb 2018
herr fayce
obsccurred
a mysterie
tho shadowe-veiled
alle maye see
reflektions of
the daye jusste gonne
or warninge of
tomorrowes storm

softe herr lyghte
for lovers eyes
indifferent to
ourre mortal heartes
yet woven thru
alle ourre lyves
sylvarre moone
bequeathes herr lyghte

brokenne heartes
as dryftwoode laye
'pon these
silent shores
sweppte awaye
'pon sylvarre seas
'neathe
herr crowne
of starrs...
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added a link to the pic/poem
I can see something on the horizon.
What it is I cannot tell.
I am moving towards it even though my legs do not move.
Where has everyone gone?
Have they left me?
Looking behind me I seem them all waving
It is dark.
It is cold.
I am scared.
I am now alone
Walking through the dark
I know what I saw.
This is tomorrow
b Feb 2018
tell your friends you love them today.
its love day
Ronald J Chapman Feb 2018
My princess, you ask me, "What do I think of you?”

Princess, you are beautiful my love. 

You are stronger than any woman I have ever known.
There is no one else in this universe or an infinite number of worlds, 

that can compare to you, my sweetheart.

I write love letters to you every day telling you so.

I want to find enough courage to step on board wings of silver,

and fly home to you my dream, 

to hold you in my arms in Seoul, reciting love poetry to you is my last wish.

Looking into your eyes,
seeing Heaven,
two Angels dancing in reflections,

A glimpse of a new Seoul; a bright future ahead,
seeing us embracing love
in our world,

Love waiting to be born,
to kiss our Souls,
to hold love close to our hearts; never letting go.

I love you with all my heart, princess.
I wish fate grants us the miracle,
of you holding me in your arms in this life,
or as a mother holding her newborn child in the next.

I will love you forever,
in this world and the next,
my dear Princess Love.

Copyright 2018 © Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Soundcloud poetry recitation
https://soundcloud.com/ron-chapman-3/princess-love
Syrah Kai Feb 2018
i waited for tomorrow
because they said it wouldn’t rain
but the weathermen
is often wrong and by the time
tomorrow came
it thunderstormed all day
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sunflower Feb 2018
These days, it felt
the same.
As if I was living
a day that keeps me
farther and farther away
from the sun.
It's gloomy,
it's all dark.
When I thought I was living the night,
I keep my eyes shut.
Today, it's raining again.
An arduous day,
never-ending thoughts.
Tomorrow is yet to come,
but tomorrow is not for me.
It came to me
like the sound of the rain,
stopping.
Fades away,
and all at once.

ㅡAnd for all these days that rained the same,
I hope it won't stop.
For when I watched the film based on Before I Fall by Lauren Oliver and felt the deepest emotion, the fact that tomorrow may not come at all.

ㅡn.s
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