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 Feb 2013 undefined
Z
This isn't a poem about a boy,
or my lonely heart,
or my desperation for love.

This isn't a poem about today,
or pretty flowers,
or heart-shaped boxes of chocolate.

This is a poem about me,
and my independence,
and my strength.

This is a poem about standing on my own,
and catching myself when I fall,
and learning from my mistakes.

This is about me,
not you.
 Feb 2013 undefined
Zow
She might loved you
but I loved you more
than anything I've ever
loved in my whole life
she might been there
when you needed her
but I was there when you
didn't even need a thing
I loved everything about
you even your darkest
secrets, flaws, imperfections
secrets that you only shared
with me, flaws that were
nothing but perfection in
my eyes, imperfections that
made me fall in love with
you more and more
I loved you despite all the
pain you caused, the long
sleepless nights and every
single piece you scattered
of this shattered heart
 Feb 2013 undefined
Kevin Eli
I'm so **** tired
I need to go to bed
But the thought of her smile runs through my head
Reliving fantasy makes the analogy that my imagination created theology
But watching pool on that bar stool reminds me of how that ***** love had destroyed me
I'm so **** tired
I want the desire dead
But the fire in our match remains bright red
Reminiscing on memories paint the reverie, that my hell was so heavenly
But now the stables are empty, the horses now dead, I left Rome, and torched our homestead
I'm tired, so **** tired
I will dream tonight
Expire to achieve
Seeking in serenity
Let passions retire
Sleep in bed
Sit in my soul
Let my thoughts deny Her
I went to put on my shoes this morning
To find that I had put yours on
Last I had checked,
You were still learning to walk
You could barely say my name
As we played in cardboard castles
Sitting behind the couch
Quietly eating our chef boyardee
Mom didn't know it, but she was playing Hid n' Seek
She was losing

My brother is growing older
Still on the beginning of his path
Going out of his way to point out the three hairs he nurtures under his arm
He's about to learn about love
Broken hearts
Success
Failure
But he has one thing no one else does
He's equipped with a heart
The composition is no longer organic
His heart is a composition of Steel and Gold
Beating for all those around him
He's a better person that I can ever wish to be
Ten times the kindness
Ten times the humor
Ten times the *******

You're still learning to walk your path
You may fall
Don't be afraid to reach out
I'll be here to catch you
Always
Happy Birthday, Hunter.
13 down
Forever to go
There's this place called earth I could visit someday,
but I'm stuck in a daydream and I like it that way.

Maybe I'm afraid of a harsh, fatal fall
But when I get off this cloud, I'll visit you all

There's a place on a cloud where I live every day
Please, oh please, don't take it away.
 Feb 2013 undefined
Higgs
He hadn't really noticed her before.
She was a friend
But that was all.

Until one night
Out of the blue
He had a very vivid dream
All about her.

And in that dream
The pair of them
Did EVERYTHING

Every possible way
...Several times.
It was amazing!


And ever since then
He hasn't been able to look her in the eye

For fear of blushing.
You've heard things about me
I seem like a lot of things

Hey, guess what?
I've heard things about you too
But I'm still standing here
Waiting to listen to you
Not giving a **** about what
The rest have said
I am still here,
Ready to listen, despite
Everything new that'll be said
About me
I'm listening eagerly
Tell me what really happened
I won't judge
If you want, you don't even
Need to justify

It's just a pity
That you won't show me
The same courtesy


******, I'm such a loser
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