savs 5d

You don't know this yet,
but I'm gonna meet you
in a few days
and on the 13th of December
you'll let me be yours

My mother will hate you
for a couple of years,
but I'll leave the house
i grew up on
just to be next to you;
all the hard work and sleepless nights
will be worthwhile

Sixty months after that,
we're going to get married
on the 18th of June,
and our children will be happy,
i promise

I'm aware of all this stuff
because, twenty three years later,
I'm still in love with your laugh,
your jokes, your rants
and changing moods

I'll always be thankful
for that first conversation we had
eight thousand, three hundred
and seventy seven
days ago

-savs

Andy Randell May 22

The smoke that rose
It's grey to orange bloom
Throwing ash to the air
Bugs dance like ghosts with
Burning bodies darting while
Posing the threat of eating what
Happens to be the flesh on which they land
Pulsing as it was in London
All that now matters is housed
We peak through the windows
Thunderous fog rolls along the harbour
Gutters running over stocked by
Spilt beer and glitter
A girl who lost her shoe unaware
She's leaving her friends to drag
Half-crawling to the stadium
Combing lawns for misplaced cigarettes
Snapping food into her belly
Three more times the bell shouts
And even the sky of fire
Has found it's way off the streets

Ysabel Cruz May 25

We were never an inch
closer; to what could have been.
A repetitive game of trying to reach
Is it my fault I spread myself too thin?

A close second to be yours
Thinking all the spaces were filled
You got me for two years,
all locked up and unfulfilled.

Done crossing the finished line
Came in last and unsurprised
You were never mine.
I went home with no prize.

This time I'm more certain of letting you go.
Vivian g May 25

Bloody noses in bathroom stalls
Barefoot running frantically under street lights
Best friends becoming lovers
Boyfriends becoming worst nightmares
Belonging to something but not somebody
Barely lit and claustrophobic
Bodies in a smoke filled room
Breathing in but not exhaling
Back row of the auditorium
Bad

Vanishing from everyday life,
Walking an empty road,
A wraith is looking for the ghost he holds tight to his heart in his dreams.

Hearing ghosts from the past
Around the bend,
Haunting him walking along the road of life.

Dreams driving him insane,
Hello, where are you?
Let me see you.

All he sees is an empty road ahead with no love in site,
Writing love letters to a dream every day,
Letters tossed into a desk drawer of memories.

Vanishing from everyday life,
A wraith is walking an empty road, looking for his lost wife that walks with him in his dreams from a thousand years ago.

Copyright © 2017 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.

[MV] Goblin  - Never Far Away [UNOFFICIAL OST]
https://youtu.be/VZ4xmgvf-iE

Just two years ago,
I was so happy!
And what about now?
Now I am just hapless.

There's no hope,
Vanished is every joy!
And guess what?
You took it all away.

You had brought it in,
Now you only snatched it!
And what now?
I am searching for happiness.

I search it within myself,
But have had no success!
And what reason?
Addicted I had grown to you.

Everything screams your name,
I had become too much attached!
And what keeps me?
A small hope for the future.

My HP Poem #1539
©Atul Kaushal
RenzoAndy May 13

Morning....
Word that i always wait to hears
Just like sunrise shows in years
Never too late never to slow
Hope of fate that me to know

These are what i knows and what i vows
Those are what i seeks and what i meeks
Are these what i hears and what i fears?
Are those what i says and what i pays?

Last night....
Bed wasn't that warmed anymore
Blanket wasn't nice as ever before
Stories of us making those taugh floors
Stumbling paths matching the true chores

Us right now...
Passing many years gone by with scars
Maturing our seeds to grow like thee stars
Here we are curing with quarrels
Nuturing the love in wine barrels

Let's see....
No body can see the journey up ahead of us
No one can expect the comfy bed for us
What you grove is what you'll grown
For us there's no groove for a clown


Years of love

Diya May 7

Life takes you  to where you don't want
But vision helps to control that.
Education makes you literate
But values makes you human.
Fame helps to lead a luxurious life
But honesty helps to lead a decent life.
Money targets expensive smile
But ambition targets destiny.
Perfection makes you enchanted
But happiness makes you feel alive.
I've understood the basic principles of life,
Today.
So, I wanna shout at the world
I AM BORN TODAY!

Life lessons are known after years of gaining knowledge and when you know one of them , it makes u feel as the happiest person even of it may be for a second...same happened with me and my happiness was the story behind the poem..!

Hi, my name is N
I am five years old
And I enjoy hiding in The Closet,

It's snug and shady
Like a compassionate caterpillar hugging me like a kith
Into sixteen green, lukewarm legs
And like the propitious protection the cordial clothes cover me with,

I enjoy hiding in it when I play Hide n Seek with love
And using it like a pleasant play house, a tiny cottage of my own
Running through the dresses, skirts, and suits hanging from above.

Hi, my name is N
I am ten years old
And I enjoy hiding in The Closet,

It’s thermal and tenebrous
Like a clement cave you take refuge in
In the middle of a frore forest’s flagitious grin,

A hideaway from the gelid world’s poisonous doses
Family drama and chasing, caustic canes
From the vicious voices in my head; the baneful bullies’ voices
Because they don't find me in The Closet’s plains.

Hi, my name is N
I am fifteen years old
And I enjoy hiding in The Closet,

It's perspiring and umbrageous
Like the black, leather belt around my strangled neck
That hangs, like my bruised body, from The Closet's glacial metal rail
It’s tepid like Death’s warm, cloaked arms, an awning deck,

I'm sorry but I never expected as well
The virulent voices in my head found me in The Closet’s plains
I couldn't push them out and hide in my cell
So I hung myself like how I hung my cheerful costume of indulgence.

How I was before
staring at things
and getting tensed at everything around.
Fearing constantly without knowing anything.
To step out of comfort zone
I cried and cried but to resists!
Afraid to lose anything,
longing everything to be forever mine!

Then came this breakthrough!
I broke apart...
going through lows
in the midst of nowhere else
No stares, no glares.
Nothing at all and I suddenly realized
I was out of that all.
I suddenly saw a dandelion flying away..
away from everything, knowing not alive or dead
but moving on with the wind
no persistence or resistance...
Just to free flow not caring at all.
That's how I found out myself all over again.
I fear but not too often, I stare into spaces
to find more love in life.
I add up to the beauty by smiling wide apart.
I enjoy the fears now,
more often it tries to get me down
but challenging more, to be more.
Enjoying my journey and not worry about the path..
And I'm glad I am more of me now
rather than what I was couple of years before.

Change within me..I was fun-loving kid always but over the time I became fearful as I was stormed by reality of life..It took me a while to realize that I can actually surf the my fears and make myself prone to surprises of life!
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