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 Dec 2018 Val Vik
Pagan Paul
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She makes me feel vulnerable,
yet she won't hold me.




© Pagan Paul (09/12/18)
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Unrequited admiration, desire, lust, love, - its bad for a poet!
For what is a poet without a muse?
We all need to be held/cuddled/loved.
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 Dec 2018 Val Vik
J
It’s Time
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
J
You loved.
You loved,
time and
time again.
But now,
it’s time to
love yourself.
About ******* time.
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
Naomi
Puddles
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
Naomi
Hello,  I am a puddle person.
I'm certainly not the only puddle person, of course.
And I often think I'm more puddle then person.

I lay on the floor still.
People come by and see themselves reflected in me.
Sometimes they step in me,  and drops of me splish around and evaporate.

I'm content being a puddle it's, comfortable.
People are aware of me whether looking at themselves, tip toeing around me or jumping in.

I am NOT invisible.

Love me or hate me this puddle person isn't going anywhere,
until I become more puddle then person.
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
Daniel
thank you.
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
Daniel
I have never thanked you,
for the conversations.

I have never thanked you,
for the smile.

I have never thanked you,
for asking me how i'm really doing.

I have never thanked you,
for staying alive.

Thank you,
thank you.
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
riwa
unmotivated
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
riwa
i am a plastic bag floating upon the waves of an ocean
simply allowing them to carry me wherever i am destined to go
(12.8.18)
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
Sea's End
Slipping
 Dec 2018 Val Vik
Sea's End
I can feel her slipping away.
And yet,
I'm not holding on, either.
big ol' dent on my relationship
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