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 Apr 2019 BPIII
Poetress2
"Come to me," he said one night,
and I will make your world alright;
"I will fill your heart with love,
my precious, little, snow white Dove."
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I will calm your weary soul,
never will you feel alone;
Protect you from all types of harm,
wrap you in my arms of warmth.
~
Cuddle you when you're afraid,
give you what you've always craved;
Dry the many tears you've cried,
give you comfort, give you pride.
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I will do all this for you,
because my dear, I love you true;
And if you should e'er need a friend,
on me you can always depend.
 Apr 2019 BPIII
Secret Whispers
At night I can’t help but to twist & turn in my bed.
Nights I feel so distant and cold
Nights the wind chimes all the fairytales you’ve ever told.
I don’t know if it’s due
To the negligence I took to forget you,
But now I wish I knew how to.
You still appear in my dreams from out of the blue
We make happy memories here that feel so new.

But I know better than that this time
I know that nothing I did differently would ever make you fully mine.
I have someone in my life now and it makes me feel so guilty
I plan to get as far away as I can from this city.
Where memories fade and they can’t reside
I long to not feel this way inside.
 Apr 2019 BPIII
Angel
Hit Or Miss
 Apr 2019 BPIII
Angel
I had never known a love that strayed so quick
I had known only love that wanted to stay, fight, that was hooked, infatuated, that I couldn’t shake  
Even if the air was thick

There’s mumbled sorrys for reasons apparently unknown
No aggression or solutions
Just stay or goodbyes
Transfixed on what if’s
Afraid of what the truth transpires

because time doesn’t lie
 Apr 2019 BPIII
Gingers' Ginger
A handful of Memories
A cupful of sorrow
A flagon of happiness
Faith in tomorrow
A measure of taking
A measure of giving
A curious jumble
This business of living
Moms Poems and writings
 Apr 2019 BPIII
Abby
live.
 Apr 2019 BPIII
Abby
alive and living are two different things.
living is watching the sunrise,
alive is wishing it was your last.
living is dancing under the stars and wanting time to stop,
alive is sitting under the stars waiting until you will become one.
living is taking a risk to receive the reward,
alive is taking the risk because anything could be better.
living is letting joy overcome you,
alive is letting joy pass you by.
living is wanting to be alive,
alive is not wanting to live.
sometimes you feel as though the days are just passing by with nothing important happening to you. you need to see if you are living or just being alive and waiting for the good to come.
 Apr 2019 BPIII
Gingers' Ginger
Momma?
Can you hear me? Can you hear my lonely cry?
Momma? Can you feel me? I'm all broken up inside
Momma can you see me?
I'll never be the same
Momma I can't wait til the day I see you again
I don't know how to do life without you mom
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