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Alio Apr 10
You
Dreaming of you is a gift in the night
I feel your touch again
And remember what has since been lost

The wrongs of the past are forgotten in there
When I hold your arm and call you mine

I look deep in your eyes
Hear your light airy laugh
Feel your hand in mine
Your warmth as we embrace
How your head fits in my shoulder
And your arm around my waste
How it feels to with you
And the warmth our spark kindles
…kindled

Sometimes I wish we could live in dreams
But what’s in our minds are a fantasy of light
A swirl of things we wish had been
A thing that never will be
Mark Toney Mar 7
wasting well water wishes
while in wastewater wading
waiting waist-high wailing
weeping, wailing—
what a waste!

wasting well water wishes
while we're waxing waning
waning waxing waging
waging, wasting—
wherewithal!

wanting well water wishes
while whole world wishing
wasting wishing wanting
wanting wishing—
whole wide world!

welcome well water wishes
while we're wakeful watching
wakeful watchmen warning
warning watching—
wonderful!

whew!!

Mark Toney © 2022
Poetry form: Alliteration - Mark Toney © 2022
Estelline Jan 28
I hate seeing you slipping so far away
Each day
No matter how hard I try
I could never make you mine

Sometimes I think
Maybe this one time
Everything could be fine
But gotta remember to smack such ideas
Outta my mind
Have them fall onto the tile
And die
Before I do

If it’s meant to be
It’ll be
But why must it be so hard
Just to find the right guy
If only I could know when you’d show up
Tomorrow
Or never
At least I’d know
I could have some peace of mind.
Estelline Oct 2021
My head is spinning
With a million words I could say
I could fall and spill it all
Telling you everything I feel and think
Just like I’ve done before
With all my worries
As you’ve washed them away
But this time it’s different

I’ve felt myself slipping
Away on the coldest days
But in my weakest moments
You’ve never let me go

That’s why each night I hope
I’ll see you the next day
Because you’re something special to me

So when I trip and fall
And you pick me up
Don’t hear me when I whisper
“I love you”
But know it’s true
I wouldn’t change a day of tears
If I could have you.
Con Sep 2021
I found my favorite part of life:
in all its randomness and uncertainties,
we always find our favorites along the way
and we personalize those for ourselves.

It's lovely; we take our own scraps from everything
-- may it be genre of movies, delicacy, fragrance, people --
piece them together,
then own a wholeness that we are.

Although, wholeness is just a euphoric concept;
Some people may feel it, many may be patiently building theirs.
Being complete is a great feeling but it's ceasing life.
Be quirky and wanting -- this is the beauty of life, after all.

I love listing my favorites as much as waiting for the new ones.
This is inspired by the time in the past that I was told I will always be his favorite girl. That could change, but I so appreciate it.
dorian green Jul 2021
i get so lost in tomorrow
i keep forgetting
this is exactly what i wanted.
i become myself and become myself
til i blister -
it hurts but it's me.
i shed my skin, bite my tail,
and never learn.
i dig my nails under my face and
chase something i'll never earn.
Estelline Jul 2021
Another lonely night
But I bet you’re feeling alright
It’s just me who lies awake
Watching as wishes
Are cast among the stars

I can see the fairies dance
It seems like such a peaceful place
Way up there in space
But like my dreams
It’s unreachable
I can only stand in awe
As I try to comprehend it all

Sometimes I’d like to think
They must know me too!
But just like you
they don’t
And there’s nothing I can do
They’ll fly on by
I’ll lie here and cry
Asking myself “why?”

Why does it have to be like this?
Why don’t you notice me
Can’t you see how much I need you?
Well maybe you do
I just wish you needed me too…
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