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JDK Dec 2015
Lately, I've been thinking,
that maybe I've got a lot more left to say.
And maybe I got lost one day along the path that I'd subconsciously laid out for myself way back when.
I think you've been helping me retrace my steps.
I think that might make you a friend.

I've been thinking lately,
that maybe there are far too many words left unsaid.
Maybe I ought to stick around long enough to say them.
Maybe that makes me better off than dead.

My head has been swimming lately,
with all sorts of fantastical fish.
I wish I'd met you sooner.

Maybe the path that I long ago left is a little less buried than I thought it to be.
Maybe a shovel can dig a future as well as a past.
I think you've pulled me out of a grave.

This is my way of thanking you for that.
I think maybe I'll become a teacher or something.
Jolene Heather Nov 2015
Yes
it is going down the drain
we all are
and always were
so **** it
might as well grab a few things along the way huh?
Why the hell not
There is no reason here
and there never was
doesn’t make any of it any less relevant
There are some things in these drains
so catch as much as you can
on your way down
You’re gonna need it
JDK Oct 2015
Nevermind dinner.
Hungry sinner.

Burning excess calories off through dance -
ones forgotten to ingest in the first place.

Nutrition ain't no competition.
Playing a game I've got no chance of winning.
Biting off more than I can digest.
I surrender.

No contest.
White napkins waved as flags.
Anonymous Gray Sep 2015
I remember when we were kinds, so young and so free
A perfect example of best friends you and me
So many things have happened, but you didn't know for 9 years...
For 9 years I loved you and my hazel eyes couldn't help but well in tears

For hiding for that long, I could call myself the master of secrecy
But I couldn't hide my own secrets, and I knew I felt pure agony
And even though you were so bubbly
When I tried to touch your heart, you popped, and you were gone from me
CJ lebron Aug 2015
Causen I'm in love with you
And you're in love with him
I can tell by the way you move
you don't know what you're doing to me.
Cecil Miller Jun 2015
I thought about you for a while today,
Imagined all the things I’d like to hear you say.
You said many things I wanted to be true,
And when I fantasized I said, “I love you, too.”

If only I could feel the things you feel,
Are you just a friend, or will more be revealed?
I know I’m not the perfect specimen.
But I love you now, and I will love you till the end.

And when you think of me,
Remember me with kindness.
If you go away,
Please, close the door with tenderness.
And all you are,
Is everything you could have been to me.
I know you would,
If only you could love me.

I sat in silence with my thoughts today.
And then I practiced all these things you’ll hear me say.
I never knew I had such feelings inside.
I would have said before, if it weren’t for my pride.

The truth is more like that I fear too much,
And do women like their men to be tough?
I wonder maybe if there could be a chance,
If I am bolder, so I’m here to show my stance.

And when you think of me,
Remember me with kindness.
If you go away,
Please, close the door with tenderness.
And all you are,
Is everything you could have been to me.
I know you would.
If only you could love me.

I knew that if I wore my feelings on my sleeve,
There was a chance that things would change and you would leave.
One in a million lucky few can feel like this.
I want to thank-you.
I love you.
You’re worth the risk.

My heart’s not broken, but it’s fortified.
You’ve taught me lessons, you brought joy to my life.
You’ve shown me kindness, and when to let go.
And lots of other things, I think you should know.

I have to tell you all these words I’ve said
Have just been swimming loudly ‘round in my head.
I didn’t mean to put you on the spot.
I am in love, even though you’re probably not.

And when you think of me,
Remember me with kindness.
If you go away,
Please, close the door with tenderness.
And all you are,
Is everything you could have been to me.
I know you would.
If only you could love me.

I knew that if I wore my feelings on my sleeve,
There was a chance that things would change and you would leave.
One in a million lucky few can feel like this.
I want to thank-you.
I love you.
You’re worth the risk.

Was writing for a musician friend, a guitarist, to see what he could do. Negotiations are on the table. Lyrics completed dec. 29, 2015. All copywrites reserved by the writer.
This is the second time I am posting this today. I deleated what I posted because of a bullying comment. I blocked the silly girl, but was unsure if it would remove her harrasing. Please do not comment, unless it it nice.
You think because your skin is wrinkle and blemish free
you have achieved a great feat of life

being thirty
or forty
or fifty-three
looking 23 ***

The last book you read
was only done so that you can name
the last book you read

Your soul is as paper thin
as is your skin

hold on
yes
your shell, vehicle, vessel
and its drapings, anointings, adornings
are very beautiful

you do know that
none of that at all
is actually you

your body fat percentage and credit score
is as important to you
as the birth of your children
as the day of your first wedding
as the day of your second divorce

hold on
yes I'm calling you shallow

hold on
no I'm not saying that I'm better

I will say at least
what I do
I do because it has a purpose
I do because it has a meaning

I know that lives are more important than taxes and their brackets
I know that you do not stay
just because of what others might say if you go

What you do is because. . .
What you believe is because. . .
Right down to the very words you choose

why do you do anything that you do

that’s right
go ahead and say it

© Christopher F. Brown 2015
Mr Buddy Apr 2015
5-Mr Buddy you are not allowed here....
7-Mr Buddy your kind is not welcome here...
5- Mr PP put ya **** back in ur pants !!!
Back at jt
Endless Horizon Feb 2015
It has been a long time
since our eyes have met once again.
Yet, I have gotten stronger
I have gotten wiser
from the being I once was.

From the being that fell in love with you.

I know that now.
And I won't let it happen again.
Never.
Ever.
But I find my efforts at self control futile
as every morning I still search
for you.
I stop and think:
"No. It's over. I'm done."
And I carry on with life

Like nothing ever happened.

But now so suddenly
you, who didn't care about me,
you, who didn't even turn to look my way
you, suddenly did.
And I don't know what to feel inside.
Happiness, joy, excitement, hope
anger.

But know this.
If you're looking for another shot.
You've got it all wrong.
You're already too late.
The people who know me in real life will probably figure out who the subject of this poem is.  Lol. Actually no, only one friend that can figure that out.
*To that friend: I actually don't feel happiness inside okay, I just feel really annoyed. That is all.*
In other news, sorry for making it really long. I just don't know how to express this in 5 stanzas below. Do you see my problem?
EDIT: I forgot to mention I'm back from my hiatus! yay! I shall be posting more poems here as my thoughts have all accumulated and I actually have material to write about now :)
Spencer Carlson Jan 2015
Here am I with my foot in the door
I'm sorry it couldn't be anything more
I'm either too much or not enough
I'm sorry I couldn't get in your head
And understand
Understand what you want from me
What you want from me

I asked a friend
What he finds
And he told me that girls
Will ruin my life
But I didn't accept it
I didn't accept it
'Cause I got hope
That he don't know
But you wont see it
You wont see it
When you leave me alone
When you leave me alone

I've got enough problems on my own
Yes, I've got enough problems on my own
But I would love you enough to let them go

So I'm letting go
So I'm letting go
And if you love me
Yeah, if you love me
Wont you let me know?
Wont you let me know?

https://spencercarlson.bandcamp.com/track/oh-youre-that-kind-of-boy
Sixth track from my album *I'm Pretty Sure This World Has Cancer*
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