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My heart stops!
Whenever you walk by?-I think I have died.
Because that how beautiful you are, love?

My heart stops!
Whenever I see your face?-You're a woman of grace.

There are many things that we adore.
Go out of our ways to explore.
Some significant and some not worthy of the effort.

(But when it comes to you)
My heart stops--whenever you walk by my love?
You the main affection on my mind.

Yes, my heart stops--Whenever your eyes meet mine?
What more?
Can I say?
I love you every single day.

When I awake from a dream?
With a smile upon my face.
It deals solely with you.
So black
So blue
You know that feeling
Don't know what to do

You sit at the desk
Looking out
Looking in
Asking , why can't I win

Black is the night
That my midnight blues
Haunt

Blue is the heart
Broken into a thousand
pieces

So are the memories
That lay black as death
While love ceases

Black are the days past
But the blues live on
they last and last

So be blessed my blues
Black be the rules

When I look out my window
It all seems so cruel
 Dec 2020 artisticAR
amanda
time
 Dec 2020 artisticAR
amanda
i lay here beneath
the wall of clocks
you created for me

the sound
of their ticking in unison—

a deafening reminder
that you once
made time for me
but you don’t
anymore
I too sense my ridiculousness
A great philosopher I am not

But I read a lot of books
And I miss my brother Scott

Yes, I feel the doom
And the chaos in the air

I'm grateful for small graces
Moments of real care

I cling to gratitude
Even in my despair.
 Dec 2020 artisticAR
Colm
Put my ghost to bed already.
It's half past two
and we
are neither of us, young.
My ex stopped by the other day, and my not being near by for once kind of paid off. Because her visit seemed all too inclusive for me. Almost rude to her CURRENT to even mention our PAST. Like, really? Five years of silence and then suddenly a vocal hello? RIP ancient memory, I put you out of my buried mind about five years ago. Why didn't you do the same?

So yea, that was Monday hahaha.
I don't want to hear of your despair
I have plenty of my own

The silence attacks right back
When I say good night on my cell phone

Writing keeps me thinking
Words like little lights

Libraries in places
The Internet like flights

Our goal is now survival
Virus on the rage

Some wisdom in the Bible
Some in Turn the Page

Thank you true, O life!
Please protect my boys

Vaccines for the nurses
A future for more joys.
Tonight I read with my son
Thanks be to Zoom

He with his mother
Me in my lonely room

We are the language animal
With words upon our tombs

Tonight my boy in joy
Despite despair and doom

He's learning and I'm yearning
To come to see you soon.
 Dec 2020 artisticAR
ghost
red
 Dec 2020 artisticAR
ghost
red
I took my knife out
ready to be tainted in red
and it makes me want to cry
I don't want to do it
I want to believe
we can be pure
but I'm
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