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Chano Williams Apr 2014
What puts a smile on my face
is a smile on yours
When we sit and talk
and your problems you pour
I like you even more
when the same you do for me
When you say, "I understand,"
you're the friend of the century
I welcome your presence
because every moment counts
Time with you is like love
taken in large amounts
There's no such thing as too close
You never stray too far
What I really like about ya
is that you know who you are
You never spend your time
trying to convince others
that you are nice and kind
You just let them discover
We know where we stand
Outsiders need not apply
They see not what I do
when looking at your eyes
We connect on a level
different than most
You're my constant guest
I'm proud to be your host
You and me together
is so uncomparable;
what dreams are made of
or a love parable
High school poem
Natt Jan 2019
I might be uncertain about a few things
I might be worried
But whenever I look into your eyes
I know everything’s going to be alright
The feeling you give me
It’s uncomparable to anything I’ve felt before
I look into your eyes
And that’s when it hits me everytime
that
I love you
I’m in love with you
And I know I could look into those eyes forever
wordvango Mar 2016
Breathe, breathe in the air
Don't be afraid to care
Leave but don't leave me
Look around and choose your own ground

For long you live and high you fly
And smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry
And all you touch and all you see
Is all your life will ever be

Run, rabbit, run
Dig that hole, forget the sun,
And when at last the work is done
Don't sit down, it's time to dig another one

For long you live and high you fly
But only if you ride the tide
And balanced on the biggest wave
You race toward an early grave.
Jerielle Lasac Mar 2015
Here's to the person I love so true
To the one who does not weary over and over again to start
I hope right now you have a clue
Because I'll be telling you something straight from my heart

Maybe we are all designed to give and feel comfort
And I've been out there to crave for more
Most people cut me short
But you're different, you have so much in store

It might be true I don't tell my deepest fears
And because sometimes things could get a little rough
It could break me and be in tears
But knowing you'll stay is more than enough

You probably do not know I admire you a lot
The angles of your character give me hope
To the ties of love the world usually cut
You taught my heart how to cope

I cherish the strong and soft side of yours
Something you won't let anyone else to know
It makes me laugh sometimes the way you interact
All in all great, I hope to them I can show

I'm glad of how you demonstrate humility
You understand that everyone could fall
You're a person of inspiring integrity
To me, you are a good example

Your love is so true it covers distance
Further than the foot can go beyond
I know you'll take every chance
So that our hearts can always bond

I love how you keep your words and not fold
It's incomparable to riches
You give something strong to hold
That there are still people who keep promises

I know we will not always understand
Anyway, we are all intended to be scarred
I believe, no matter what, we're still fond
So it's okay, you don't have to try hard

I am blessed to have you
You're an uncomparable catch
So let me tell you something true
Dad, I love you so much
Nik Bland Feb 2017
Woefully, Viola sings and beautiful are her cries
Calling lovers, come and gone, to flash before her eye
Shimmering upon the dust filled air, touching her gentle frame
Each a note of mournful bliss, each one known by name

Strong and clear does her sound ring in solitary company
Uncomparable and unconquerable, untamed in all heartstrings
Cascading in a sorrow that moves the soul to break
Viola bends and tells her story, what music it does make

Crimson is the sheen that covers every inch of her
Melody in tragedy deplicted in each word
Echoing through mind and body, Viola misses not a cue
Lovely, deeply, sensually, Viola calls to you
Emma Henderson Nov 2014
FIN
I knew you once before,
had passed you specky, lanky, characterless
in dusty corridors, retiring into C rooms

Now what are you, years older,
eyes uncomparable to clichés

What were we?
Invisible, 'part of the woodwork', the damp and must and old worlds

Why was it then you hadn't been of note to me,
of nothing to me

Perhaps you were not pin-marked,
bearing dead inks,
Perhaps your eyes could not sparkle behind thick lenses

I know now I fall in love with drug casualties, or wannabes,
who live their days as nights,
and set their lungs alight

Forgive me for all I say, all I believe,
all my vapid perceptions of boys like you,
being the Ginsbergs and Kerouacs of this world

Failing, always failing

And I'm empty still,
till I find,
boys like you made of easy exits,
and open doorways

I am not winning by having shallow feeling,
I am losing years from empty lust,
when brown eyed boys come profess love,
that is full,
and overbearing

Tell me,
will I ever be yours?

FIN
it's ok Jun 2014
the days neglect to tell me how
I already know they won't wait for me
It's sad to think that for so many people,
happiness is not calling their name,
with the most alluring voice.
you thought about crawling on spikes
to distract yourself from the second sober fate
because you don't know how to cope,

as the sun shine glistens through your window,
you control your greed with paid freedom
as you read about happiness,
you're screaming you want to be free

there's a world outside that hardly waits anymore
we have to keep going, no matter how messy it is
well, you've been looking for a cure,
and I'm confident to say
if you suffer cheap sadness,
you will love the consequences

you are not a wreck to be proof

you are a person, uncomparable to objects

you are not to be fixed

and you are fine the way you are,
please realize this
i couldn't
Lotus Mar 2012
His name is netcar against my tongue,
It is a warm...breeze through my teeth,
And the sound,
Oh the sound!
Once escaping my lips,
Upon meeting the air,
Resembles the delicate ruffling of wind through the leaves of a willow.

His face is a mysterious...
Beautiful!
Mirror of the sun's golden rays,
The moon's silver shivers,
Blended into one whole...
Forming a creation of the Earth...
Uncomparable.
Unique.
One out of the millions  of galaxies
And all their individual stars.

His eyes are twinkling stars,
Two alined lovers in the sky.

His smile is the unraveling of a full moon,
Lighting where ever darkness lurks.

His energy is
light,
warm,
happy,
and full of love.
I have read a number of books
And I seen the sunset all my life
its all uncomparable to how
Much I feel for you.

The wind blows in all sides of life
washes away the weak, and turns
their dust to mud
But I still stand champion
In loving you.

Am digging a tunnel  
so that I keep progress
in finding more of your love.
JS Turner May 2016
Summer is here
The season for fun,
beach trips,
late night drives,
swimming,
and
memories.

Summer is the
worst season
to be alone.

The sun makes
us happy,
but doesn't give us love.

The beach brings us joy,
but doesn't fill the void.

Lonely summer nights
drinking a beer
by the fire,
stargazing.

I could count every star
in the sky,
and each one would remind me
of you.
The shine in your eyes
is uncomparable
to the sparkle of
the stars above.

This summer is about you,
and me.

This summer is about love.
Kevin Eli Jun 2013
There is no substitute for good coffee. If I don't see the froth with its caramel, gold color at the top, I just want to toss it. Why do we settle?

I will take the time to go to the store to choose my favorite.
I will spend the extra money.
I will make the effort to grind it, load up my old fashioned drip.
I will be patient as it brews and tease myself with that uncomparable aroma.

Go take the time, make the effort.
That cup of coffee will be worth it.
It makes life taste that much better.
How long has it been since,
Since that whatever you think of now.
The epic mind in peaceful stay wants to differentiate time elapse for,
for the reason of vice encountering.
Slept nights, walked days,
Took time at times, took ways.
How egocentric to judge thou self actually though for purpose of time. For pondering mind.
Actually it mustn't be bad this or sought out writings like these would not appear and that is why.
Why ask why?
I see past and present and accomplices. Sought out my mind for agreement and value comes with. Yet how long it has been, is statistically worthless for the time being. So,
Timeless is rather the junction to put.
Freer the flight, and acceptance of this now. What to do? Makes my mind sing too- yet of worth is where I hesitate like truth of within-ness too complicated yet for a writing arousably pleasing. Without can do for questioning moments too distant. Too complicated. Too uncomparable for,
Thouself.
ChrisL Feb 2019
Inside me an unquenchable fire,
Rising and falling as a phoenix dies and is reborn in the purest of flames.
With every rise an unbearable pain uncomparable to anything I've ever experienced before.
With every fall a gut wrenching agony of searing pain.
Ebbing and flowing like the tide beneath a full moon, waves of acid crashing against walls of flesh.

No more of this can I take.

One, surely not enough, two I take instead for with this battle I will require all the help I can get.
I throw them in and begin to chew ravenously like a beast starved of food.
Chalky, dry and the strangest taste of mints fill my mouth and cling to my teeth.
I muster all the saliva I can and swallow the precious substance.
Within seconds I feel it hit the depths of my stomach, plunging in like an icy sword.
And so begins the battle of all ages, a clash of titans in a seemingly pointless battle for nawt but relief.
Like two dragons, one of fire the other of ice ferociously battling tooth and claw.
As the war rages on neither seem to be gaining the upper hand, both evenly matched in their immense strength.

After what seemed like hours yet only took mere minutes to pass, the dust settles and there is no winner in sight, in a final almighty clash the two dragons destroy each other leaving behind no trace of this ever happening.
The pain subsides and the burning gone, finally now I can be free from the fiery chains that once bound me.
Amanda Francis Dec 2018
I can save myself.
'salva te ipsa' marks my arm, a reclamation, declaration, that this body is mine!

I can love myself.
I can love myself so feircly that not even a thunderstorm dare rain on me.

I can fix my own ******* crown.
For it was my war-torn hands that placed it upon my head.

I can save myself, but for now, I'll tell the truth.
Saving myself means peace and contentment.

It does not mean having you.

Loving you is bittersweet, for this loneliness without you is all consuming.

Though you are unattainable.
You are the most beautiful start-lit sky.
Uncomparable, fleeting.
LEOPARDS TODAY

Vispi,

How very excited you would have been, had you seen the leopards today

It was an experience unique, uncomparable; I express cannot or anything say

Closest it was to that, what we had at Masaimara, where at Sarovamara we did stay

Remember, we saw animals many; but had missed out on the leopards; at close hand, 4 times, we saw them today

Amidst Nature we always enjoy, that's why I miss you even more today

Silly probably it was of me to invite you, leaving your duty there, for a few minutes today.

Hope you did come and see what you were ever keen on seeing yesterday.

Armin Dutia Motashw
Her day is the same

Wake up
Get dressed
Put on the mask
Head out for the day

A simple item
you would never is how she hides in plain sight

Her hair pulled back.
Her smile shown
But her mind a prison.

Every day she hides behind her mask
Until she is alone

Only then she takes it off
and allows the pain to flow down her face

Her self worth shot to hell
Her beauty uncomparable
Her mind challenges those twice her age

But no one can see
how well she uses her mask
to hide from the world

— The End —