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Amelia Pearl Aug 2015
If I was next to you today,
Will your heart race just like mine?
If we are apart today,
Will you cry tears of pain,
Or tears of joy?

I can never know what you are thinking.
Reading you can be such a challenge.
Some days you give me your world,
Other days you hide it from me.

I am never sure if you really love me.
Alexis Aug 2015
Don't run from me
Don't play this game
I want to love you
And I'm not ashamed

Of what I'm going to show you
Yes, show you tonight
There's another side of me
So please don't put up a fight

Just hear me out,
Listen to what I have to say

You're a beautiful girl
I could look at you everyday

You're already my princess
So let me be your prince
Don't push me to the ground
Then I'd have to go rinse

The dirt off of my skin
But the pain will remain
Forever in my heart
Making me eyes steal the rain

So love me a little
Love me tonight
Come over here
Let me kiss you light

I'll be your knight in shining armour
I'll protect you every day
It's in your hands now
All you have to do is stay

Close your eyes and count to ten
Imagine the life that we could begin
We could go on an adventure
Just like Huckleberry Finn

My love for you is real
I swear it won't falter
So marry me
I won't leave you at the altar
My attempt at writing in a boy's point of view! :)
Ysabelle Aug 2015
You know
I am not even sure,
If I am really inlove with you.

Or only..
With the verses of the poem.
Bekah Aug 2015
i pray that today
you will read my words and concern

i will write happy, i will mostly write sad

we both know there is a dark spot in my mind
surrounded by the light you have created

but you are the reason for my happy words

and the inspiration for my sad
because you are that contrast

-

i pray that tomorrow
you will read my words and smile

i will write happy, i will write sad

we both know there is a dark spot in my mind
surrounded by the light you have created

but you are the reason for my happy words

and the inspiration for my sad
because you are that contrast

-

i pray that next month
you will read my words and be proud

i will write happy, i will write sad

we both know there is a dark spot in my mind
shrinking into the light you have created

but you are still the reason for my happy words

and the inspiration for my sad
because you are that contrast

-

i pray that in a couple years
you will read my words and reminisce

i will write happy, i will write sad

we both know there was a dark spot in my mind
emerged by the light you created

you are the reason for my happy words

and still the inspiration for my sad
because you are that contrast

-

i pray that in the future
you will still read my words

what would i write, what would i write?

we both know there was once a dark spot in my mind
unsure if that has endured
tripled in size
or simply non-existent
perished by the light you have created
or the light you have substituted for dullness

will you be the reason for my happy words?
if any remain?

or have you truly inspired my sad
because you went from black and white
to simply black

-

i pray that you would not continue to read my words...
...out of pity

i would write sad, i would write sad

we both know my mind would be dark
pitch black
a lack of light

i would have run out of happy words

because there would be nothing but sad
filling the empty holes
you have dug with your absence

everything is black
-be my contrast
-i want to write happy
-everything is black
-i need your light
-put the **** shovel down, no holes, we're not done here

to you know who
Mak Waddle Aug 2015
Who,
Who on earth am I
To blame you
For the things
I, myself
Have done?
For simple humanity
Gives us stupidity
Stronger than the faith
Of our trusting,
Bolder than the hope
Of our stricken.

Yet you,
You wreak havoc
Inside my heart
Because of your carelessness,
Because of your unawareness,
Because of your cluelessness,
Because of your obliviousness.
So if I
Am able to lay blame
On you;
How can they blame me?
How can they blame you
For the same?
Is it clear?
Am I clear
To you?
Can you tell
What I am thinking?
Can you guess
My intentions?

Or
Am I a mystery,
A question mark?
But why,
Why on earth
Does it matter?
Why should I
Get hooked on
What you think
Of me?
After all,
This is humanity
Where we find
Little value
In ourselves.
So how,
How can I
Expect to find
Someone who
Finds value
Not only
In themselves
But also in me?

Is that
Too high
To put my expectations
For you?
Or is it too low?
Astral Aug 2015
Myabe tomorrow will be a different kind of day, something that may catch me by surprise, that will give me the most joyous sense of content

It will happen with unexpected grace, a day that may be filled with happiness and grace, something that will come as a sunrise among the clouds

I don’t wish for something of lavish action, nothing within the realms of grandiose, no requirement to have a vein of amazement

Tranquility and peace are something that would be nice, simple leisures that the birds always enjoy, that the deer in the forest enjoy in twilight

Maybe this is something that will happen tomorrow
Natalie Jul 2015
I'm horrified
That the me that I thought was me
    maybe isn't me anymore.
That those symphony plans,
    Painted with every note of a thousand flutes
    Dancing in the careful staccato of violins
    Drowning in the deep thrum of a bass
Have gone  out of tune.
That those dreams, works of art
Hanging in the Louvre,
    Gold and silver, blue and blazing crimson,
    Chiseled paper thin, and yet,
    Portraying the strength of Mars himself
Have become numbed by flash photography
And by tourists who crowd
My little museum mind
For the fame, and not the art.
That when it all comes down to it,
How can I live a life
Sails to the wind, all anchors cut loose,
When, now, those chains bleed
If I take a knife to them?
David Leger Jul 2015
In my mind we're already there,
You just have to see that I care.
In my mind it's just a matter of space and time,
In your's we're miles away,
And you think I'll never stay.
In your's it's just a thought behind a closing door.
gale Jul 2015
lost in your eyes, your smile,
          your laugh

over and over, it all seems to fall apart
          but in a blink of an eye it gets
          stitched back
          over and over it happens
          just like that

riches in actions and gestures
          you show

every little thing is made more
          precious by you

zenith, the peak, the best, the bold
         but still quite unsure

oh how i wish our future together
         is as definite as the sun sharing
         it's light with the moon
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