Mei B Jul 10
It was that first time when I looked at you.
You started running through my mind.
Everything went along step by step until that one day you’d look at me, and that’s when I knew, I’d always had this feeling when I’m around you.

All your gestures stunned me in a way, I felt light when you hugged me that one day, liked you’d
beg me to stay.
Of course, I’d never let go anyways.

Especially that valuable smile, I’d look at you and you flash it at me.
When I compliment you, your feedback is what I seek, you win.
Always leaving me weak.

What I love about you, there are so many things.
Thinking about it…I’m so glad it’s not a dream.
That’s why reality is here for me.

As I write this poem for you, I’m thinking about you at the same time.
Making words out of the blue to rhyme.

I’m glad I get to know you, and can’t get over your smile too.
This probably seems lame, but there’s just so many things I can’t explain.
for a special moment that I didn’t think would come full circle in my life. for him.
Benji James Jun 23
I remember when you were four
I caught you drawing on the wall
I couldn't get mad
Instead I just laughed
And I still have
The finger print painting
that you made
In fact I had it framed
I have every art piece you made
To remind me that your always here
with me spiritually

All These tear drops
That fall upon the page
Creating smudged ink stains
As this pen bleeds
Words drenched in sorrow
An empty heart slowly fades
Can't seem to find a way
To release all this pain
Can't seem to find the words to say
I miss you each and everyday
Can't find a logical reason to explain
Why you were taken away

Can't forgive God
For what he's done
Just hope he's
Holding you in his arms
Keeping you safe and warm
You got the voices of angels
Who can serenade
And sing you to sleep
I'll keep you safe
Inside of your dreams

We were at the hospital
I was sitting beside your bed
And you wiped the tears
Underneath my eyes
Then I heard you say
Daddy please don't cry
I like it better when you smile
So I smiled
Don't say no goodnights or goodbyes
Yeah princess your my little fighter
My inspiration, my perfection
My saviour, my hope, my strength
Your everything I am
I'll carry that with me forever

All these tear drops
That fall upon the page
Creating smudged ink stains
As this pen bleeds
Words drenched in sorrow
An empty heart slowly fades
Can't seem to find a way
To release all this pain
Can't seem to find the words to say
I miss you each and everyday
Can't find a logical reason to explain
Why you were taken away

Can't forgive God
For what he's done
Just hope he's
Holding you in his arms
Keeping you safe and warm
You got the voices of angels
Who can serenade
And sing you to sleep
I'll keep you safe
Inside of your dreams

I still remember
when I heard the doctor say
(There's no heart rate)
That line still haunts me
Your mother and I fell to the floor
Neither of us wanted to get back up
It felt like we cried for hours
And then I felt
something give me strength
Then I remembered what you said
Daddy please don't cry
I like it better when you smile
So I pulled myself back up
from the floor
Took your mother in my arms
Carried her back to the car
You were every step
You were every breath

All These tear drops
That fall upon the page
Creating smudged ink stains
As this pen bleeds
Words drenched in sorrow
An empty heart slowly fades
Can't seem to find a way
To release all this pain
Can't seem to find the words to say
I miss you each and everyday
Can't find a logical reason to explain
Why you were taken away

Can't forgive God
For what he's done
Just hope he's holding
You in his arms
Keeping you safe and warm
You got the voices of angels
Who can serenade
And sing you to sleep
And I'll keep you safe
Inside of your dreams

I still remember when
I heard the priest say
May she rest with angels
watching over her
May they share there
infinite love on high
May they protect
her blessed soul
Let the Lord take her
Into his loving arms
To keep her safe from harm
I said Amen to that princess
And I've seen you in the stars
Yeah you'll never be to far
For we are always
With in each other's hearts

All these tear drops
That fall upon the page
Creating smudged ink stains
As this pen bleeds
Words drenched in sorrow
An empty heart slowly fades
Can't seem to find a way
To release all this pain
Can't seem to find the words to say
I miss you each and everyday
Can't find a logical reason to explain
Why you were taken away

Can't forgive God
For what he's done
Just hope he's holding
You in his arms
Keeping you safe and warm
You got the voices of angels
Who can serenade
And sing you to sleep
And I'll keep you safe
Inside of your dreams

Sometimes I sit in your empty room
Imagine you playing, drawing
Creating all those games
You used to play
With your vivid imagination
A world of your creation
It's like your still here
I can feel your essence
I can feel your presence
In this place
It's where I go to relive your memory
That you left for me

All these tear drops
That fall upon the page
Creating smudged ink stains
As this pen bleeds
Words drenched in sorrow
An empty heart slowly fades
Can't seem to find a way
To release all this pain
Can't seem to find the words to say
I miss you each and everyday
Can't find a logical reason to explain
Why you were taken away

Can't forgive God
For what he's done
Just hope he's holding
You in his arms
Keeping you safe and warm
You got the voices of angels
Who can serenade
And sing you to sleep
And I'll keep you safe
Inside of your dreams

©2018 Written By Benji James
This is a fictional piece of work that I wrote back in 2015 I wanted people to experience and feel through a heart-wrenching piece of writing and this is what I came up with and the journey that I chose to take people on.
English Jam May 2
Envisioning the dripping clock waving each second goodbye
Well, I could've travelled all round the globe, could've lived to die
Perhaps I've saved the lives of many a suffering man
Seen grandiose elephants knighted to rule their land

Found a new word in a new language per day
If only I could afford to behave
But when I get told what I'm not supposed to say
Do you expect me to make a change?

How can I give an answer if it's something I can't explain?

Babies were born in my life, I waved as they moved away from me
The flat expanse of sand drowned out by the wailing sea
Wars blew up and cities fell down to the flick of a careless wrist
The world's on outside, and what will I have missed?

Passing time, watching myself drown in sure-blue ink
Reading isn't believing, speaking is unheard
I wanna find true love but I'm being taught how to think
From an overwritten, overheard, overrated textbook word

Will I still be wondering if I'm wondering if I'm sane?

Can I escape this single room that surely brings on doom

Can I find an answer, or will I be met with laughter

If I'm all alone, then why do I hear screeching

Would my own hand be the one felt on my back, creeping

When I've paid my sentence, then can I go out and play?


Well I'm gonna go save the world...
Written about boredom in detention. Of course, I've never been in detention but I can imagine this is what it's like. Yay!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Vicki 1d
There are more among us, riches in blood,
coursing, calling, making us want
more than this, and so I miss you.
America expansive, Walt, I write to you now,
our borders enriched, quick up to your dreams,
eating up your rambling schemes
Oh, I sense, and am drenched with  
your kindred fluid within me, and I honor your habit of
visiting the meadow marshes
in the evenings to admire the thrushes,
their singing sweetness you felt deepened
by the end of a long day's work more so than the clipped
morning chatter, and here we are, Walt,
you said you'd be here, and you are, I whisper

What buckets of luck have long gone dry, bones cracking,
but collective claret clots know why
that bucket of sinewy richness you supplied is still,
with vital fluid, extending, winding, and bending,
and the Red Squaw haunts, just like she did your mother,
living breathing in our mountains rivers and prairies,
a second addendum, or 3rd or 5th,
on your deathbed posthaste, I still crave,
Oh, Walt, we remain
captains, but shattered and barely rebuilt, broken down,
our pressmen, butchers, tanners,
specialties are fading,
we're consolidating, how do I explain?
I just know you know. You said you'd stay

Those men you sat in hospice with, our boys in gray and blue,
always in the evenings, our sins exposed, you claimed,
because that's when the medicines hit best
and they'd digest their food and talk to you, and then die
of their sacrificial wounds, gently, quietly,
crying for their mothers or wives,
were Godsent to you. You were there.
What greater poet, or even man, all around 2nd generation
mutliple vertabrae American of our spine, your blood entwining
to bind us all,
if I remember you, Walt.
repost for a friend.
writ 2014, when i was a new poet.
joeblow May 10
being young
I wrote about the days and such, how they felt,
boring stuff,
the stars, the moon,
and far too much about myself,
and never knowing when enough's enough
I kept on about the emerald sea,
the wild wind,
and all the best and worst of me,
why not?
there wasn’t that much to it truth be told.
I wrote about when I first met her too,
I wrote about how I loved her,
the life we led together,
the kids and the house and the money
and where it all went,
and I wrote about losing her,
those last days, after the cancer wiped her out,
after a lifetime together,
how beautiful she still was and how it tore me to pieces,
and then I stopped writing,
that pretty much shut me up.
but now, quite unexpectedly, I've met you,
which is something I never saw coming,
and I thought I might like to write again, or try,
a poem about miracles perhaps,
or even spring rain,
nothing too grandiose,
something simple, un-obtuse,
easy to explain.
Chinny how many boy friends
do you have he asked?
spontaniously my
first thought was
It depends, I thought
if you are one I have one
if you are two I have two
you gave me two pictures
show me number two?
now there was the kicker
thought number two
the wrong one
I simply answered
One Only One!
my lover saw our future in my own number two answer
fate spelled a greater struggle
deeper challenge for me to find his heart back
to hurt me very deeply still
to test my heart for gold
his second chance because he loved me and he was worthy
the love of my life was a poet
and two of him he was
just like me
two of me the difference was
he was all aware all awake
smart wise and very rich
the love of my life
hurt me very deeply
enough to let him go
the world had turn me ignorant and unwise but unpretentious
my lover tested wearing a mask
because he had to
haven't we all heard
the old familiar
saying
he or she who loves you most
will hurt you very deeply
to test your heart
OF GOLD
just to see you bleed
and then asks you if
you still LOVE him
this euphymism of fate changed my world of lack for his gold
but not for free
he bet his love on singles adds
using another name
I bought two magazines out
of of five hundred
it was Him
my ratoncito blanco
detective cupid using another name
wearing a MASK
OMG how did we
find each other again?
if you read between the lines
you too can benefit
beware of the lover who returns to you dead silent he hurts!
Fight to win his HEART
of GOLD back!
such Kings are hard to find
ask him to forgive you and
give you another chance
to love your cupid with
all your heart
explain how life only showed
how to LET GO
of all you ever love the most
to teach you how to
Earn and Merit his/her love
back but whatever you do
don't ever let the one who
walks your long winding road BACK to you feeling small

if he stands in front of you
drowining His tears
in Tequila is because
HE LOVES YOU SO!
I am just an old FOOL
but Oh Lord
DONT LET THIS HAPPEN TO YOU with a mirror cell glass
you'll end up
instead of
the ever loving embrace
of the one true love
like the one
I
LOST
a person with a heart of gold
always forgives understands
is generous but nothing in life is  free sometimes all we gave us our heart of gold do awe give
it to he one we love and forgive him/her 70X70
may others learn from my mistakes. silence is a nefarious entity but can be golden. thank you
allpoetd who read on my page monitors friends and I love you all
Martial Teacher Dec 2017
Hold back your degrading thoughts
And embrace who you are now
Time doesn't wait for you
To make your decisions
The morning sun will rise
And only ashes will remain
Of who you once were if you spoil time.

Time isn't a healer for pain
The more time you waste weeping
The more chances you lose, The love you could have had
Nothing in life last forever
In this life memories are a blank slate
Slowly everything you experience
Paints itself onto the frames of your memories
Time steals and time erases
Memories forever bonded to your heart
Is the only thing that lasts forever
A key to treasure
Locked in your heart of such sweet and blissful times.

No matter how many tribulations we face
The dreams and hopes we set ablaze
The love we would sell our self for
In the end every moment
Is a moment we have lost
You gain to lose
And you lose to gain.

Time oh how it's the butcher
People tell us time heals scars
Time heals our pain
But little do we know
It also takes away from our happiness
Time just as much it heals stalls our healing
We fall into relapse the more we're bitter.

All this pain gushing through our veins that we cant explain
Time forever changes the knife
And takes away the life
Of one innocent person
Who fell so deep in
Lost their sight
Lost their chance to climb the mountain
To see our destination
All comes burning down.
I knew you like I knew myself.
I liked the way you talked.
Liked the way you smiled.
Liked the way you texted me.

I held you in my hand like a precious jewel.
You filled my heart.
You were all I missed, when I couldn't hit your heart, when I couldn't see your face.

Hard to say.
Hard to explain.
I don't know you name.
And I don't think you know mine.

It's been a few years.
Since I have seen your growing years.
It's been a few years, and I have been scattering tears.

It's been a few years.
We are just stringed with a word.
A word that used to be 'and'
Words that used to be yours and mine.
Now, it's just,
Strangers,
With,
Memories...
Hoi guys, so my friend Amber wrote a poem called strangers with memories part one. So I wrote this, actually, not as a part two. It wasn't an original idea to do this. But yeeee
Amanda Jean Oct 2016
PJ
Maybe you're the reason I always love those who hurt me
Maybe you're the reason I always forgive
Maybe you're the reason I've been fucked since I was born
The reason why I became an adult as a kid

Let me explain to you what I mean by that
How I'll always be my father's daughter through and through
You see he unintentionally planted his ideals in me, and then they grew and grew

Its this lifestyle of doing things my own way
Doing whatever the fuck I want
Do what I love and nothing else
And if I'm not happy then I'm at fault

When he left I had to deal with it
Take care of my brothers and myself
Cause my mother of four was busy with work and school cause his affair really fucked her up
She unconsciously sent me the same message, though it came in harsher words

I'm the only one that I can rely on
People will fuck you over and hurt you
In some families blood means nothing
So you have to fight for you

But dad returned to show me the ropes and I relied on him again
He showed me how to sin like a real Christian
Deny God and love him still
He showed me the sweet dangers of drugs and alcohol
Of how mental illnesses will try to kill your soul

But he showed me some better things
Things that have stuck with me more
How to paint my feelings and draw my insecurities
How to take on the world and try new things
How words and music bring the most joy and sorrow
How to live in this hell and to always love the sinners the same as saints.

Now simple with kind words, my life lesson is the same
Live for yourself
Love others
And experience everything
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