"someome" poems
if you can be anything
be kind.
we are all just humans.
we laugh at cute cat videos,
hum little songs,
eat raw cookie dough and laugh when it makes one giant cookie mass.
life is made of these moments.
people deserve so much love.
how often do we remind our families we love them?
is it often enough?
how many days do we think only of ourselves.
human nature is beautiful and terrible and stunning.
somehow hate seeps through the cracks of time and makes us bitter and angry.
and it's fine to be angry.
just don't let it consume you.
remember sometimes that there
are old folks out there who still tease each other,
there are babies who giggle when you play peekaboo,
there are dogs with slobbery tongues who need head scratches,
there are children spinning and laughing when they fall.
humams are important.
we are special.
even people we say we hate.
i thought i hated my mom
but i know she cares
and i have seen her run when she thought i was in danger.
i have seen her break into tears at getting a DUI and trying to explain to a child that she might lose her job.
being human is tough.
our hearts harden trying to protect ourselves but
we end up locking people out.
in trying to avoid being hurt
we hurt the ones we love.
please never forget that each person you meet has more than just facet.
people are stunningly complex.
don't judge someome til you've walked two moons in their moccasins.
humans are worth so much.
i don't know what i am saying
but i mean it with all of me.
i love you.
you deserve so much.
Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 10:45 AM UTC
There Is Only One Race,
The Race Of Reality
There Is Only One Race,
The Race Of Humanity,
Someone's Color Does Not Bother Me,
It Is There Heart That Matters,
They Could Have Skin White As Can Be,
But A Heart That Is Black And Battered
Race Does Not Exsist,
It Was Made By Humans To Create Control,
I Could Be Racist,
But The Only I Color I Judge Is That Of Ones Soul,
I Don't Mind A Headdress,
It's Simply Just Clothes,
Im Tired Of Peoples Heartlessness,
Over What Someome Else Chose,
If Someone Speaks Another Language,
That Is Fine With Me,
English Is Average,
With Words I Don't Know All I Hear Is Beauty
You Should See The Beams Of Hatred,
Towards Anyone Of A Differnet Color,
Good Friendships Wasted,
Or Maybe Even A Lover,
I Don't See Myself As White,
I Don't See Myself A Caucasian,
I Don't See My Self As Light,
I Dont See Myself As American,
All I See Is Who I Am Inside,
I Wish Other People Could See It Too,
I Wish People Could Confinde,
In The Person Inside Of You,
Behind All The Clothes,
Behind All The Skin,
Or Whatever Comes And Goes,
Just The Person With In,
I'm Not A Hippie I'm Just Saying,
People Should Ignore The Faces,
And See What's So Amazing,
Ignore The Races,
And Stop All This Creating
Sep 4, 2012
Sep 4, 2012 at 8:19 PM UTC
I just need someone beautiful next to me , someome to love, someone to hold, someone to keep. Could it be you? I hope it's you because I've looked and there is no one better than you
Aug 24, 2015
Aug 24, 2015 at 10:33 PM UTC
4/12/17
She said she moved across the countrey to
Get away from her sister
They got a divorce and it was
Against her beleifs.
Against God.
I told her firmly
That i empathized
How it must be hard to move across
The world, to pack up everything
Just for your morals
She said she and her husbamd moved in with the ex husband her sister
And that the whole family besides herself
Supported her sister.
I said that must be hard.
Then when she loved me
Knew i understood.
I promptly told her i was polyamorous.
That my lover moved to ireland
To live with her husband
Packed up everything
And how hard that must be
and She did not flinch
I held her as she cried on my shoulder
She in the fifteen moments I saw her
Realized there is a whole world of differences
She can find comfort in when she is alone
She never once knew what I thought of her
Morals
How In my family we have divorce celevrations.
How ending is always a new beginning
How you can love amd still realize that a forever is going to make you miserable
Or never having a baby will **** you
Or being ***** every night is going to torture you
Even if the abuser is your own husband
I worry for her safety.
A woman who doesn't beleive in the word stop.
Doesn't consider leaving
Or letting go
I could never trust someome like that.
I would never be able to see them without feeling regret.
There is no words for the sorrow I place in that body of theirs.
And it is not my place to change it.
But I can tell them how happy i've been
Letting go someone I love, forever.
Not because We are unhappy.
Just because it was time for them to go.
Tell her how I still love them.
How i miss them every day, but it does not depress me.
It enlightens me.
Tell them of all my happy memories
libraty labrynth where she made me look her up with the dewey decimal system
Ice skating and backwards buttwiggles
Every time we stayed up late and I whispered that she existed.
Because even I wasn't convinced.
Now that she's left.
I'm still not.
But I will never forget either of them.
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 10:51 PM UTC
"If you love someome, let them go."
Easier said than done. How am I supposed to let you go? How do I unclench my fists, how do I unhook my hands, how do I unstitch my heart? I was never good at taking things apart; I only ever knew how to keep them together.
"If they come back, they're yours..."
Coming back. This quote fails to acknowledge all the lost time in between leaving and returning. All the days that run together like a mess you don't know how to clean up, the weeks that pass agonizingly slow, the months that go by without ever hearing from you.
I know how the quote goes, I know how it ends. Saying it out loud tends to turn my stomach and squeeze my heart until it hurts. I can't handle that possibility - the possibility of you never really being mine to begin with. It's a thought I won't let my mind try to rationalize. It's a theory I refuse to accept.
You were mine. We shared four amazing years of laughter, of adventure, of love. The days went by quickly and the weeks passed with ease, each month came and went without any attention from us. Time didn't matter.
It hardly existed at all.
You were mine. I loved you beyond a reason why, beyond pride, beyond fault or mistake. I loved you regardless of circumstance and without obligation. I loved you so much it consumed me. I loved you, and you were mine to love.
You were mine,
but maybe I was never yours.
"if they don't, they never were."
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
but is it
if I add to the weight of the world
that someome built on your shoulders,
the stars whisper sternly
when the language I speak
translates incorrectly
due to a metronome that's been off-beat for centuries,
I beg my creator
for His cruel hands
shaped a pitcher out of a sieve
and i will lay,
spilled.
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 9:52 PM UTC
If I ever have a daughter
I will tell her she is so beautiful every ****** day
So she can never forget, even if she doesn't believe.
If I ever have a daughter
I will listen to everything she wants to tell me, every freaking little thing even when I don't really care all that much about the topic even when her problems are really small because I know they are massive to her and I know if you don't listen when they tell you the unimportant things like what color boots everyone but her was wearing, she will stop telling the important things like how she has pretty much stopped eating altogether, sleeps with a blade under her matress and keeps a pill bottle in her sock drawer just in case the unexplainable numbness that won't leave her gets to be too much.
If I ever have a daughter
I will actually spend time with her
So that she and I have memories to look back on
Of things we did together
So I am her mother to her
But also someome she can trust
Not just the lady who feeds her
Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 12:37 PM UTC
I've invented 3 new colors since I last left this room.I've invented 3 new colors since I last left this room.
I've grown too familiar with the first 9
It gave me someome to talk with.
They never told me their names
But Lorde told me what they smell and sound like.
She has synesthesia.
One is a sweating cavern, howling sirens, calling on foggy hot rocks, smelling of sulfer but luring you with their chill.
One is a cracked crown, dropped from the luggage of a fallen king. Gem stones scattered on the dirt road, to the clomping hoof of his horse trotting away towards buildings that stand tall like pill bottles.
One is a flower blooming with a child in the pollen, crying. The childs crying grows quieter as it seems to lower it's opacity and fade out of existence.
These are colors,
just colors...
Jan 7, 2018
Jan 7, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
You sent me a song
While we were talking and that was it
Nothing else you just sent it
And before I listenee I googled the lyrics and read them as I listened
Im glad I did coz you were trying to say something
You wanted me to understand
The pain
The fear
The horror
The tears I could never cry
So I read it and I cried
My soul is stained by the tears I cried
No tears flowed down my cheeks for even though I want to be the person you save your heart for I cannot even cry real tears for you
And in the end I still cant cry
In the end in just a little boy with kind words that are never enough for someome like you
The orange princess is in tears
In a bath of tears
Tears cried by my soul for her
The tears blrnd around her seeming to want to be part of her but can never be because the pain they show are just not worthy of her
They mix with the red droplets of blood leaking from my eyes
For to see you makes eyes such as mine cry tears of blood
Together the blood and the tears make a sea of red around my orange princess
Swirling
Mixing....
......
......
Crying
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC
かれは名前は大好きです。
名前は素晴らしいな!!!
遅れたことをおわび申しあげます。
私の気持ちは嘘いな、御免な。
Do you still remember when you told me "what am i to you"?
I just thought that its been awhile and i'd like to answer that thing. I know its too late but I really wanted to tell you what's really on my mind. I know I'm so stupid falling in love with you,remember when i always message you its that i still haven't moved on that time. Crazy right? I may sound so pathetic to you but to be honest I did loved you but maybe on that time i'm just too
confused and too young for the things that im not so sure. I do admit that I'm just good at saying things the promise that i told you remember? I know i did broke it. Maybe I have a reason for
that and also on your bday i did have a gift for the last time around but all of those i throw the sh*t of it. I did hate you for awhile but as time grows I don't want to hate anyone nor you cause I
know that it's not my thangg. Even we just met halfway not in real life though but i know and you know that you've been a part of my life in a different manner of our time. I'm just glad someome like you would love me the way i wanted to have but i know it wont last long but all i can say is sorry and thank you for everything.
The conversations that we had. Its a penny you wouldn't miss in your life. Ne? ^_^
And i hope if i had given a chance to meet you personally why not. And i've learned that distance is not a hindrance in a relationship cause i know its one of the trials that makes you stronger as a partner on how you stay truthful and connect to
one another. Okay,what am i saying now? Haha well goodluck for everything u had in your life. Remember to find happiness. Don't give up! Araseo? :P Teehee :3
Time will come and you will cross this path.
Stop by and read while you can ;)
Aug 13, 2013
Aug 13, 2013 at 6:12 AM UTC