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Hanna Kelley May 2015
Today you talked to me,
I know you left me for her
But I can't help but feel as though I miss you.

Today you stared at me,
Just like how you used to,
Starring into my eyes, you make me feel like it's just you & me

Today you told me you missed me,
That you still love me,
But it was best for us to stay friends

Today you held me once again,
Only this time
The hug was longer, tighter, sweeter

Today you flirted with her
Right in front of me
Told me "she might be the one"

Tonight,
I sleep...I need to get you off my mind,
Maybe I'll finally move on

Now I realize
That all of these memories,
Are just a lot of yesturdays
Alice R-P May 2015
Who
What makes me "me"?
Is it the way I look, the way I speak?
Or is it something inside me only I can see?

Is  it through the process of time I will finally grow into me?
So yesterday- was I not complete?
Is there tomorrow something more I can be?

Who am I today?
Do I even know?
Who can say.
When I find myself reaching back
Willing to taste the yesterdays
When all was good
And all the bad I now wear as a badge
For all that made me glad
I now reflect feeling sad

. . . standing in front of a picture window of a house in the nineteen fifties , watching life flash on by , 57 , 60 , 64 , 68 , 70 , 74 , 80 , 88 , 93 , 01, 08 , 15 . . .

all the unanswered questions
the feelings that I never belonged
like I am from somewhere else
another universe , somewhere gone
Peter Aguilar May 2015
I ravaged the vaults and came back empty
Nothing shall worry me today
Yes, i even looked for troubles and woes
No, nothing shall worry me today

Self flagellation used to be the norm
But not today, surprisingly
Self doubt evaporated, steam it became
Yes today, surprisingly

It feels grand to be renewed, vigor and strong
Into tomorrow this truth shall be
And every face that kept me dark and weak
No place it has, in tomorrow as the new truth shall be

He, she, and they, can forget i ever cared
Inconsequential beings of yesterday
And let them rot as i ascend, high and bright over
Inconsequential beings of many yesterdays
Secret May 2015
The sun sets
And the moon appears on everything I should've been.
My brain is like an hamster running on one of those wheels
Running...thinking...running

Once you stop thinking
Once the slate is blank
Perhaps you'll be happier
Or perhaps it'll be just the same

You asked to disappear
But you should've asked to stay
You wanted to paint a picture
But you should've tossed the metal brushes away

You needed to flush away your mistakes
But you should've just said no
Or perhaps maybe you shouldn't have downed your mistakes in the first place
The world might never know

You should've controlled your rage
You're a fiery one but that's not what they want at all
You shouldn't have given your self away
You're corrupted unholy and just sick

You should've went to college
Should've got a job
But instead you're just wasting away
Thinking about yesterday
There’s something about silence
that makes perseverance
more capable than yesterday’s
Yesterday, held many words
Yesterday, flew many birds
Yesterday, your pride expired
Yesterday, humanity was acquired
Today, rises a new wise man
Today, begins a wise mans stand
Today, knowledge will be spread to your peers
Today, you shall conquer your fears
And tomorrow, you shall have joy at last
knowing you spread your knowledge so fast.
yesterday you were a little more ignorant than today,
and tomorrow you will be happy
Peter Aguilar May 2015
All i know is in the present tense
Yesterday a 'gift' i'd long to pass
Please forgive that smell of incense

In days behind, they tore me intense
Shred, poison, and stain my insides
All i know is in the present tense

So i mustered up the courage, hence
I light this pyre of their many acts
Please forgive that smell of incense

Feigned gifts, compliments, all fake scents
Yesterday hard to forget, thats why
All i know is in the present tense

Be better, truer, i was told days since,
but instead i longed to forget and burn, so
Please forgive that smell of incense

'Tis why i fear the future, all suspense
Bury, hide me, my smoke a sign that
All i know is in the present tense
Please forgive that smell of incense
My first of many villanelles
Alan S Bailey Apr 2015
Does anyone here ever wonder what happened
to the world we knew? Does it seem like
everyone isn't really into what they used to do?
I remember a time when we laughed more.
When the sky was filled with clouds
That hid dragons of myth and lore!
When we would go outside just to play
water games to pass the time, being so
hot in the summers smell of oak and pine.
Camping out was always so romantic,
And love was seeking the person, when I
Grew up days were filled with natural bliss!
Where there were always good shows to
tune in to on the afternoon television,
and someone there at school to dream of,
that you chased and always had a crush on.
This "improved" life is just a degenerate tragedy,
From now on we'll breath air that's nature free!

*What happened to yesterday? WHAT?
Mercury Chap Apr 2015
It was a lovely afternoon
When I felt dizzy and soon
Started to feel as if my chair's moving
I looked up at the pendant hanging
Freely and also dancing
Back and forth
It wasn't just me who was moved
It was the earth and the whole building hoofed
Back and forth
One slip of plate
And it moved the whole earth.

It was mild
I hoped it won't go wild
Calling for my loved ones
I ran to the ground
People hustling, steps making a panic sound
From the eighth floor I felt it stopped
But as if it read my mind, earth again rocked
More than I've ever felt before
We all hustled downstairs in case it got wilder more
Old people, children running,
Mothers, scared, panicked, scooting.

Down the building everyone waited
Till the earth slowy bated
And stopped in a sudden motion
We were glad it wasn't that strong
Back to home, we all scurried
Switched on our televisions in a hurry.

Though the earth was soft on us
There were places where everything was crushed,
Homes, offices, families destroyed
Everything because of simple but strong
Back and forth
What is happening in the world?
Is it the human being which the earth loaths?
Can we call it natural destrustion or human destruction? Does the earth want to vanish us? Does it loath us? Are we the reason for all this destruction?
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