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Abimael May 2016
Mother will wipe us all
Even if she love all living thing
All living thing that she create
She will destroy all decease
All decease that we as "Humans"
Has done to her
Careful what you wish for
Because she you does forget.
As a mother of love.
We will chase the sun until our time is up
And we will be ok because we have to be
oh, we will chase the sun, till our time is up.
so don't fear for us we were strong enough.
Oh chasing the sun until the moon comes up in the sky.
We might get sad but, youll never hear us cry.
Tell my mom that I am alright, tell my dad I wont
be home tonight.
I am chasing the sun, but Ill be home when I've had enough.
and when its all said and done I would have lived,
I would have chased the sun.
As great as it might seem, freedom is never really free.
We are young and we still bleed.
We were young, much to young
we didn't get to see the world for what it was
But we chased the sun, our time came now our time is up.
Pleas don't foget us now that we are breathless
don't cry for us because we are gone
love us for what we were not what we could have been
love us till the end
We will chase the sun till our time is up,
and we will be ok because we have to be.
We have lived, we have lived enough.
We chased the sun till the moon came up in the sky
so pleas don't cry for us now that our time has come.
pleas be strong enough
Dedicated to all of the teens that have died from texting and driving, drunk driving, suicide, or who were killed because of something they couldn't have changed
FlipThePoet Nov 2019
it's okay to be a man
to be an animal
to be cage-free
to seek dominion
to express emotions.

it's okay to have enough sleep
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to myself, and my unborn son
BarelyABard Jan 2013
I must say that these last couple months have been interesting since I found this site.
It has given my an inspiration to let more of my words out and to search for all of your words.
So far I am amazed.
We won't save the world but at least we can show how similar and different, light and dark we are.
We are the soul of this age and I don't want a single person here to foget that.

Keep up bearing your souls.
We all have something to say.

And as always I will bear my soul to you as well butl leave it up to the viewer what might be seen.

Your lover, brother, and other,

Joshua Haynes
louis rams Jan 2013
(1/23/13)

when it comes to **** - i agree for this was something that she did not foresee
she wanted to have a normal life, fall in love and become a wife.
to have children if and when she decided, and not be afraid or to hide it.
she had been ***** - body , mind , and soul
and she feels she no longer has control.
now this is what a ****** has in mind, and wants to be in control all the time.

yet now ! you do have a choice which will be the first of many
keep this child or abort, and foget everything that you may have been taught.
if GOD had this **** planned for you ( which i don't believe)
then he's also given you the choice as what to do
he has given us all free will, and with a decision like this
you can't stand still.

some will say it's because the clothes you wore- or things you said
but with a ****** - you did not want to bed.
( e.g. )right now this child is like a drop of spit which you spit out
because of the bad taste it gives. "do you want this child to live?"
the taste may stay in your mouth the rest of your days
is this the way this child will be raised?

yet the choice is up to you - no one knows what you've gone thru.
if they had punishments to fit the crimes, then the ******
would get it from behind.
they would know what they put you through because they'll be
going thru it too, and if they was to **** with intent
their life in jail would be spent.
if they have no regard for human life
then they should pay the ultimate price.
Pauline Morris Feb 2016
Did you know
That in the snow
Despite the glow

Our fears
Are still there
Still holding us near

Did you know
In the snow
The fear still grows

Even when it's covered
Under beautiful snow smothered
Just beneath the surface can be discovered

Did you know
In the snow
The winds of change still blow

You can try to foget
It will still make you sweat
It will still make you pay that debt

Did you know
In the snow
The fear will still make your blood run cold
Nazmi Mahamood Sep 2010
I will close the window and open the door
I will go walking but not in a vehicle yet think of every human being
I will stand but I will sit too but never foget to get up.
Its not that I never fall,Its that I get up everytime I fall
If a theres anything I’ll catch it with both hand even if it is a ball.
Just like sun shine on world my life will shine in the world.
I will complete what I started even if theres a obstacle to fold
One change leads to another change, but my change will lead to many changes
How far everones voice will reach, my voice will reach everyone thru their own ranges.
Mateuš Conrad Feb 2019
you appear so fragile:
i don't know whether
to want you,
or discard you,
touch you:
or foget to have missed
me *******...

your language
is a laguid tease...
i macbeth, i macbeth...
i leave the i am,
open to satiate
your scoop
for an, opening
of the wound...

i am bemused by
having to deal with you
as a curiosity,
that i...
sometimes forget
to chase my own shadow...
you: forever in third
person...
are:
     a person not worth
an enigmas' worth
to replace the person
being towed...

and i know what appears
fragile...
the most... insect-like
apparent...
a dog-barking-familiar...
fake...
i know what shuffles
in shatter
and the scooping fake...
a mind...
like any other...
a hybrid of the wind
like a tow of the sly
of the southern scythe
made: lumber...
tow: and the fallen
tree, tow...
  silence...
echo...
   winter breed:
a lost... scuttle...

   macbeth o macbeth!
i beseech you, macbeth!
to have to heave
one
heart, but be given
another....
and all that constitutes
the deaths of
the enshrined
parody
of the basics of
the lived society...

      ich bin spiegel:
ich bin schrein -
ich bin mutter-witwe:
    ich bin:
die zuletzt:
                   ende...
                          
kommen entweder sie
zeit,
    ür
                platz....

    ür:
                ­gott ist alle
gott iß güt!

i don't want to speak
the language
i was either born with,
or the language
i acquired...

but i also don't want
to speak the language
that's desired...

ar wir bestimmt...
        sprechen klein so?

am i always to
halve what is,
and what isn't so?

scot: hi'   h'oon!
hoom!
sober...
and soak:
and north baron
of: 'oon!
'arangue?!

             'a!
swoon a'r'ah shoon!

hoo!
e'yeer!
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Space is black, so as too it why can't you win a race.

Face it winning, is my honor you are like gum sticky and silly only filled with envy for you will never become a winning.

Know, I was just kidding your "OK" at getting second place, when im looking back your head bagging to my style.

Slow down pal forward, only no slow motion because as is sacred gemetic shapes  see to it I'm the out line of gold.

So yes you now can behold, you are a silver me is of gold so be better next time and don't forget to become bold.

Cuz heating thang's up is my cup of gold low and bewilder of change and flow.

So, watch out as spring become's of snow and your feet get stuck in the soggy cold.

I will laugh, with glee as you become of fever you should have wore a coat you dreamer.

Im, a thinker slaying reason of flaws we shall talk of winning.

Winner winner points on board is the defender.

Loser loser you are sad and clueless.

The options where not fixes as to your believing them to be.

When we raced im a spotter of flaws.

Calcated your movements and pace.

Sure too glance, before the race to Duluth your out looks at 1st.

Now you seem, to think back nodding do you understand it was my plain at hand.

Not to say I cheated using methods unknow for my win.

I just Foget basic Principles of thought and see all points of reference.
Winning method cheating I think not.
Khaab Jul 2020
The colossol sky was blue enough to absorb our anxieties
The immense clouds were white enough to provide us peace
The tall grasses were green enough to smile at us
The stony path was rough enough to burst us into meaningless laughters!
The consoling songs were melodious enough to help us foget everything
And...we were euphoric enough to enjoy every moment!
I miss the lost old days...
Coming back from school was not less than an adventure for those dreamy little girls!! Those days are just safely placed in the box of memories.
Max Petersen Jul 2013
i cant stop to say hello with a mirrored glow reflecting in your eyes
i need to foget those things that make my memorys painfully harsh
lm new and will move like i am
born with a collection of who i was
but i dont know who i am
i was a boy strength no part hope just filling me
Let me do something

And tell you important thing

That words I have remind


And repeat them every moment

In my heart, in my mind

That I love you from my heart


I love you and do as you act

My heart goes, when you go


My heart stand when you stop

My eyes open wide to see all your smart


They can't bear your bright

This shines from your face


That means the life that I demand

The words that I'll say in fast


"I love you" that I want

I discovered i foget

Or it can't be told
the man can be good if he found true love
Dan Mar 2014
Moving on is one task I never see complete.
I couldn't forget many things if I tried.
I'll never forget when he was my best friend.
I'll never foget the nights we walked and left our shoes off because it was just that warm.
I still see us standing at the water on our walks.
I still see the person he was and who he made me. I still cry because I'll never be that girl again. So untouched by pain, so naive to what he would do. I remember the first time he touched me. He showed me the stars. He made me feel special and wanted and important. Those were the happiest days I've ever experienced. I still feel all the boys who touched me after him. With their strange ***** hands. All still unknown to me. I remember thinking they would be all I could have. I was there for their use. A kiss is just a kiss. It doesn't mean that he'll love you in the morning. Wake up. Show yourself the stars. Leave your shoes by the door. Whisper to the wind and know that the sun will come with new seasons and people to let go of, and when it sets you can look at the moon and know that he will be looking too.
Amit Bajracharya Mar 2014
How i wish… I never made it early
How i wish… I never made it late

How i wish… No times were wrong to share
How i wish… No times were right to share

How i wish… I could rewind
How i wish… I could forward

How i wish… I could say
How i wish… I could hide

How i wish… I am always winner
How i wish… I am always looser

How i wish… I have never shared
How i wish… I have ever shared

How i wish… There was no yesterday
How i wish… There is no tomorrow

How i wish… I could foget the past
How i wish… I could forget the future

How i wish… I could forget the future i thought
How i wish… I could forget the future i imagine

How i wish… I could forget the future i wished
How i wish… I could forget the future i planned

How i wish… Wishes comes true
Mar 26, 2013
I went wondering
like a bewitched man,
the wonders of this world.
Another surprise launched,
right in ma  sight,
her beauty made me foget
my mama's name
how I wished she whispered hello
Or even waved goodbye
Pauline Morris May 2016
Did you know
That in the snow
Despite the glow

Our fears
Are still there
Still holding us near

Did you know
In the snow
The fear still grows

Even when it's covered
Under beautiful snow smothered
Just beneath the surface can be discovered

Did you know
In the snow
The winds of change still blow

You can try to foget
It will still make you sweat
It will still make you pay that debt

Did you know
In the snow
The fear will still make your blood run cold
Raven Feels May 2023
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, that May ****, for this May birth:)

into the walk
of an empty talk
to the truths of the blue
& the holds of that hue
yet aimlessly
with the ones who planted me
yet anonymously
as if not once it was me
it is still
eventhough I'm existing without paying the bill
keen
scared of some '******' spleen
again I become
a foretell I welcome
for the chimes to ting
& the walkdown interrupted by a ring
like the one of the pathed light
except there was a flight
of every single emotional wheel
indistinguishable from them those of the infamous feels
& I seem to foget!
so remember what was, is, & will be dealt
upon this eye
the twitch of it in the blink of the lie
the man of the glance
not giving a double chance
of the one with the mystery, hence
so I go back to where nothing makes sense
    
                                                           ------ravenfeels
But I Remember The Day

Dedicate to
(Prof.) Mr. P.M Meena
(Head of Department-English)
Late. Rajesh Pilot Govt. P.G College, Bandikui, Rajasthan

You don’t remember  the day
When you rebuked me for talking in class
During your lecture
But I remember the day.

Some day I was unknown to you
I was a normal class student to you
Time by time we came closer to each other
And finally in me something you discover .

How can anyone foget someone’s favour
As same  how can I forget my saviour
Whatever today I am jut because of your personally touch
        How can I bound your glory in words which is so much.

Always keep blessing me
So that new dreams I can see
Bless me to fly in the dark rolling sky
With your blessing I will ***** my head high.

Truly you gave me understanding of things
Truly to fly you gave me the wings
You carried me to the light from darkness
Because of you I have found true happiness.

Very Happy Birthday Sir !!

Composed by:-
Mahesh B. Sahay Ved
(Lecturer In English)
Govt. Girls’ Senior Secondary School
Dalot, Pratapgarh ( Rajasthan)
love can make you happy love can make you blue
it can all go wrong walk away from you
leave you feeling lonely fill you with despair
when the love you knew now no longer there

you begin to cry tears roll down your face
where there was once love  now an empty space
time will heal the hurt help you to move on
foget about the past that has been and gone

as the time goes by your feelings they will change
and your life ahead you can rearrange
love it will return back into your heart
you can love once more with a brand new start
Qualyxian Quest Aug 2020
7400
I ain't stopped quite yet

I miss my beautiful boys
Have I been to Russia? Nyet.

But I love Dostoyevsky
White Nights I can't foget

And the book by Jens Muhling
And Jerusalem by jet

Green Flash as the sun does set.

— The End —