#samelove
I miss her too you know?
The girl I used to be
She's been gone,
Hibernating from this ice cold earth
They don't deserve any of what she's worth
As frostbite teased the very tips of her heart,
in pain
Her only fear was that she may never feel again
As the tears traveled down my cheeks, with the inability to speak
I know that I have failed her
All that I had once felt has turned into the nothingness he felt
He'd judged her, for loving love
It is the shallow emptiness of the walls my fingers fill, desolate of emotion
It is not my own, but those of the people whose juices I thought would colour my world
Re inviting the old me in.
Unable I was to discover my old self
But still solace is found
For from fire She will return
As recent tears are dried before escaping the ducts
I am warm
Even at a distance from the winter sun
I am warm
Because a Phoenix Unconquered is the old me
May 23, 2018
May 23, 2018 at 2:46 AM UTC
Emotions are pure.
Intentions are true.
As eyes wander,
my heart flutters.
Can you not feel?
Can you not see?
My heart still palpitates,
soul still anticipates.
But feelings are already far
and I am now barred.
For you are with another
and mine no longer.
Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
Dread brought out from my forest of feelings.
I order myself around, head down, don't show your blush, your face is flushed, they're gone now look up.
Yes.
I have a crush; But this isn't just a crush its a crime, against God, my mother, that girl who just said gross.
More orders.
Sit down, look away as she smiles in your face because you will only fall harder for her.
Oh, how I wish I could touch her hair and see if its really as soft as it looks.
her eyes are so inviting and they seem deeper than the ocean.
Flawless or flaw filled skin I Don't care!
All I see is a beautiful girl that will never be mine, on the sidelines is where I stand at the dance.
Waiting for a dance with her that will never happen.
Just another to the puzzle and I'm exactly the perfect fit for a best friend just not a girlfriend.
Those eyes.
So full of wonder and joy but mine only filled with pain because she doesn't feel the same as I do.
Sit down, don't look around, don't breathe in her flowery scent as if is your last breath.
The roses only bloom in the spring but she is a rose of another breed, blossoming into the most beautiful flower all year round.
Slim fingers for a warm embrace, oh if I could trace the lines in her face I would remove every frustration.
Her mind is as beautiful as she, knowledge filled, ready to build up walls to keep everything out.
I want to tear down them down, see her frown turn up. My orders.
No!
Don't touch her rosy cheeks, stop trying to peak at her smile, when she asks you what's wrong brush it off!
If we could just go back to first grade where I first fell for her I would never have said hello.
Kept my mouth shut and taught my heart to do the same.
Most say that I'm confused and that I can never truly understand love but I do.
I love her!
My Final orders.
Be a Good Friend.
Don't cry.
Don't let her see you pain
Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 1:14 PM UTC
I remember the day I became a boy
From the small little kid I was
That transformation changed my life
For the better or worse
Who knows
It happened on the playground
While playing freeze tag
He grabbed my hand to run
But just a little too tight
And my heart went BADUMP
****** my hand back, froze on the spot
And he stopped running too
"What's wrong" he asked "are you ok?"
I wasn't feeling sick and I could count 1-10
But my heart was all confused
From then on I could never go back
To being some random kid
From now on I was a boy
With feelings, emotions and love
Soon to be a man.
Feb 14, 2017
Feb 14, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
By: Jack Wilder (Ramon Carlos T. Castillo)
Tell him I said "hi",
I think it was a lie,
When I told myself,
I wouldn't fall for him.
Tell him I asked "why?",
We couldn't see what we could've become,
How it would've been all perfect,
But I forgot these were all just what ifs and would haves.
Tell him I wanted to go back,
Visit the past when were still just good friends,
I could've settled for just that,
But selfishness occured.
Tell him I asked "is it wrong?",
For me to fall in love with him?
That it was considered sin,
For me to look after someone with no conditions given?
Tell him this is goodbye,
I think it's best we part ways,
I'm done with being jealous and not being able to do anything,
That it breaks my heart to see him with someone.
But one last thing,
Ask him if I could just love him from afar,
Because seeing his smiles,
Heals the wounds he gave my heart.
Dec 29, 2016
Dec 29, 2016 at 10:15 PM UTC
The storm roars,
The wind blows,
The ocean rises,
But I still remain the same
The rain falls,
The thunder growls,
The earth trembles,
Yet, I am still me
The leaves may turn brown,
The sky may turn black,
The birds may stop singing,
But I may not change
The love I gave yesterday,
The love I give today,
And the love I will give tomorrow,
Is the same love you'll ever receive from me....forever.
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 12:16 AM UTC
I love our multi coloured rainbow street
Where many tongues and hues and flavours co-exist
Where those that could not marry once before now can, and thrive
I find solace here amongst these dispossessed
Belonging and acceptance
Some would say ghetto
I say home
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 11:23 AM UTC
They Say loving you is wrong
but wrong to me feels right,
im in love with your kisses and how you hold me at night,
im not supposed to love you but your the only person I like, emotionally,sexually & physically you fit just right your the reason I stopped crying over the bs at night, you held me in your arms and told me it was alright, you was by my side when I gave up on life because I couldn't take the pressure by standing up for my rights to love the same ***
they say be yourself, be happy and free, but how can I do that when a sin is all they see, I love you, im in love with you no matter what we can share the same love with our middle fingers up....
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
People tell me my love is wrong.
People tell me my love is sin.
People tell me my love will go to hell.
These people do not know what real love is.
When I am with her it's like I can clearly think for once.
When I am with her I can see the beauty and colors.
When I am with her I can see a future with happiness.
Then I kiss her and I know nothing will stop me.
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 11:29 PM UTC
it doesn't matter
whether it's a girl and a guy
a woman holding a woman
a guy kissing a guy
it doesn't matter
if they fall in love with one other
who are we to judge
who they want to choose as their lover
it doesn't matter
if they live their own lives
if you can't accept that
what difference does it make
if you continue to live yours
in choosing to stay alive
it doesn't matter
if a man and a woman say i do
in front of an altar
why are people disgusted
when two others
accept their love for each other
it doesn't matter
if she kissed her
and he, him
you are just as human
you have a beating heart
and you have the desire to love
just like all of them
n.j.
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 7:47 PM UTC
marriage is love
strong love is marriage
you get married before you say i do
marriage is more then a piece of paper and the same last name
marriage is a special love
marriage is love
gay people have been getting married years before there marriage was legal staying 10 years says something raising a kid say's something
marriage is love not i piece of paper
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
I feel the whispers of the Mistress
And the smooth hands of the Mister
The gentle embrace of the beautiful He
And the masculine lips of the handsome She
Four lovers whom fill my heart
Different genders
I shall never care
I shall never care about skin color, gender identification, or hair
Religion, region, since when did it all matter
I'll just love who I love because of their beautiful personality and wonderful attributes.
I could care less if I go to hell
I'd do it for these beautiful people
I'll kiss who I want to kiss
Hug who I want to hug
**** who I want to ****
Touch who I want to touch
I'll be as close or as much of a stranger to whoever I please
Because it is my life
Not a phony god's, not my parents', not yours
It is mine
I love the smell of her floral scented hair
I love the warm feeling of snuggling with him
I love the sweet words of she who wants to be a he
And the fun times with he who wants to be a she
All the beautiful friends, lovers, and family I have
Why can't they be free
To love who they want to
And same goes for me
I want to be able to hold and marry and kiss my future lover
Just let us love
It is not your life to control
Or to judge
Or to spectate
We are made of the same red blood as you
Eat the same food
Dress the same dress
We are all normal people like you
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 2:34 PM UTC
You tell us to
Spread
The
Word
To
End
The
Word
But you mean the word
********
And you think it's mean
Because of
Mental retardation
And how it hurts
Their feelings.
Stop that word.
I won't mind.
Just don't turn around
And call
Him
A
******
Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 9:43 PM UTC
I saw a boy who was sitting alone.
Tears flowing like the river of Rhone
I went over, his sadness to me unbeknown,
He looked up muttering, "why do they not condone?
I am a normal person, just like you.
Born in the image of God, from my mothers womb too,
Two eyes, a nose, skin of the same hue.
So why to them am I the stomach flu?
They hate me, they want me gone,
Ha, as if I'm not already withdrawn.
They say I'm not normal, I'm sinful and so on,
But I don't listen, I just press on.
You see, this I never became,
Yet I am the target of their aim.
How can I be so different by loving the same?
God made me this way, so why am I the blame?
All I give is love, yet all I receive is shame."
I gave the boy a hug and said, "Don't accept blame, and don't feel shame. Embrace your name."
Apr 14, 2014
Apr 14, 2014 at 5:49 PM UTC