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Tyler Soth Jul 2018
your voice
fills empty spaces
these spaces
belong to me
they echo
filling up
every room
Rsebd Jul 2018
Imagine meeting someone who wants to learn your past.
Not to pass judgement or use it against you,
but to understand the ways you need to be loved.
Maybe we’ve crossed paths, maybe I have yet to meet you.
Regardless of the circumstance, my promise to you remains the same.

I promise.

There will never be a moment when I don’t love you with my whole heart.
I won’t ever stop choosing you.
Your happiness is priority number one;
I’m sure your smile has the ability to make me weak in the knees.

I promise.

To continue to challenge you to challenge yourself.
Together we will work to become the best version of we, that we can be.
You won’t ever feel alone.
I vow to be your strength when you can’t find it in yourself to carry on.

I promise.

You will always be protected.
God as my witness I will not let any harm come on to you.
Comfort and safety is what you’ll find wrapped in my affection.

I promise.

To love you the best way I know how.
And tell you how beautiful you are, every single day.
I won’t ever stop adoring or learning about you.
And when we’re 80 I’ll still look at you with the light of love in my eyes.
Our conversations will never come to an end.

I promise to love you, even when you hate me.

I promise to stand by you, until my dying breath.
Frank Discussion Jul 2018
I gave you a chocolate bar last night.
As if that could soften the blow of divorce.

A divorce that hits,
With all of the force
Of things that came before
the last few scenes
Of this remorseful divorce.

I invited you to breakfast.
As if eating cancer inducing bacon with our children,
Will close this void.

A void that has grown,
As you try to avoid
Eye contact with the man who annoyed,
But was gravely ill
And took no joy
As his marriage became
This hideous void.

I love the smell of freshly signed divorce papers in the morning (sic).
Abdul Musa Jun 2018
I must I must I must write
a poem for my gorgeous wife
in hardship and bliss, she's been
a rock for me, a queen indeed.

She found me wild and came to see
what I needed was TLC
and TLC she did give me
a rock for me, my queen indeed.

Accompanied me on my trots
supporting me to reach my goals
so selfless, my sweet you are
a rock for me, my queen indeed.
Kuvar Jun 2018
If making you a wife
Will take away my life
Then I will choose my life
She is my first wife
I love my life and she is my wife so let me hold her tight in the dark nights and blur days
Tyler Roberts Jun 2018
I remember one day, we were walking through the woods. You were quiet, with deep streams of thought flowing through your head like they always do. You looked at me and you said, “Love, show me something beautiful.” And in that moment, a flower dancing in the wind caught my eye. Growing next to a stream reflecting the sunlight, it moved gracefully and effortlessly, as lightly as a ballerina on the tips of her toes. It reminded me of you, and then I knew. I took your hand and walked with you to the flower as the stream’s current pulled us closer. When we stopped, I pointed to your reflection. You said, “What is this?” I said, “I could never show you anything as beautiful as you.”
Aa Harvey Jun 2018
Mr. and Mrs. Misery


Mrs. Misery, I’m hating this.
Mr. Misery, I’m faking it.
Mrs. Misery, for the sake of the kids,
Can we just not put an end to this?


Mrs. Misery, you’re just like me; admit it.
Can we just end our misery and escape from this pit?
Just for the sake of a little bliss,
Can we not just put an end to this world of misery?


Tear the baby from the Devil’s grip,
Save yourself before you get used to it.
You don’t want to live your life like this,
Wallowing alone in your own self-pity.


Speak the truth to someone else
And you will begin to see.
They are not all bad, it is true;
They are just a little crazy.


(C)2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Frank Discussion Jun 2018
Under the bitter sunshine,
You had to beg me to be still.
Still I could not contain my thoughts
Of how all these things had come and gone.

So, people the boards with those who play their parts,
Those who no longer want to feel strong.
We wither under your watchful gaze,
We crumble under your wrath and scorn.

We didn’t choose to have our hearts
So empty, yet so full of dirt.
I didn’t want to drink my weight
In this poison of my father’s choice.

Now as we lay in broken beds,
Not alone, but still apart,
I will dream upon that summer’s day
And lament the loss of your civility.
For anyone who's ever had to live with mental illness.
Aa Harvey Jun 2018
Homeless.


A red sunset on a nice warm beach;
A place to call my own, to get some self-respect.
A job in an office with a decent wage;
Two point four children and a couple of pets.
A wife to lay beside me, till the day that I die;
These are the dreams I have and they help me survive.


Life on the streets isn't peaches and cream;
It's the hardest way of living, so just make a change.
You may lose all your hope, but never lose your dreams;
Because you know in your heart, things can't stay the same.


It's all downhill from here, if you don't sort things out;
You’re going to die real soon my friend, if you don't get a house.
A place to call home, a place to lay your hat;
These are the things that you dream about.
You'd make it in life, if someone helped you find home;
But you have got to help yourself and I think you know that.


Life on the streets isn't peaches and cream;
It's the hardest way of living, so just make a change.
You may lose all your hope, but never lose your dreams;
Because you know in your heart, things can't stay the same.


Hold onto your dreams, for one day they may come true;
You might make it in life and get all you deserve.
Or you could give up on life and just throw in the towel;
You must think about yourself and decide what you’re worth.


Is life worth hanging onto?  Or will you roll over and die?
You won't feel any more pain and you'll no longer cry.
But you'll never see them smile, when you make it in life;
You will never have a family and you will never have a wife.


Life on the streets isn't peaches and cream;
It's the hardest way of living, so just make a change.
You may lose all your hope, but never lose your dreams;
Because you know in your heart, things can't stay the same.


When you dreamt about that beach, with the red sunset;
Did you really want those things?  Or did you lie to yourself?
Because if you want them there they are;
Just go right ahead and get them;
Or give up on life my friend and you we can forget.


(C)2005 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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