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I ran to the moon
I heard she was good at giving advice
Should I love her with all my might ?
To my surprise
She replied
Why are you asking me
I am but a lonely rock
Trap in a slow dance
And the only time I’m noticed is at night
I do not know what it means to love
I can only imagine what’s it like
All I can say
Love someone who will cherish you even in the dark
Why don’t you go ask the sun

So to the sun I went
Should I love her with everything I have?
But the sun ego was just to bright
He strutted his rays
Polluting the air waves
I demand he answer me
And with a smug look on his face
He said
Love someone who isn’t afraid to get burned by your pain
Why don’t you go ask the ocean

So I traveled to the sea
Stood at the foot of his crashing waves
Should I love her even if she’s far away
There’s no distance to great
He said calmly as the summers breeze
If she’s not willing to fight through my tides
Hide your heart
Because it only means she doesn’t have to patience to nurture it
If it should ever fall apart
Love someone who’s willing
To become stranded with you
So you both can be saved
Happiness is but a fleeting light
For some
It’s like trying to catch lightning in a bottle
This is my last poem for awhile...
Hate me if you want
Judge me if you can
Your thoughts of me
Crumble like the gingerbread man
You don’t know what I struggle through
I could **** myself
And everyone would be all confused
Thinking I’m just some cheery happy dude
When in reality
I’m probably more broken inside
Then what I put off to you
I won’t be a victim of this love ****
Either hate me
Or love me
Date me or forget me
That’s it
I’m not one to contemplate suicide
But it feels like I’ve already played this game and died
I felt love once
But that flame simmered
And there was no one to tend to the dying flames
6 chambers
Isn’t enough
Because with my luck
5 chances
Wouldn’t even mattered
The gun is fully loaded
I lost the moment the game begin
 May 2018 Lena Sheryl
MangoMan
You say you don’t want to “push me away.”
yet,
every.
single.
day.
You squeeze me out of that little spot in your heart,
And as I watch It fill up with the,
Joys of another.
I go back into my little           -corner-
                       -contemplating-
                       -secluded-
          *#(-alone-)#
slept on
 May 2018 Lena Sheryl
Arius
garden
 May 2018 Lena Sheryl
Arius
you saw a garden in full bloom,
you didn't shy away,
didn't think twice about anything,
stepped in quickly and quietly,
and before it could even shift its nature,
you had already picked the roses
and stepped out.

give them back to me,
please.
i miss you ann. you were the first person i shared my poetry with, and the first person i had a crush on who i didn't feel like would ever work. i wish i could find you again.
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