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Every messageI keep checkingHopefully one day you'll be makingMe a long lineOf lost timeWhen I'm on the floorI keep checkingBecause one day I won't be missingThat first message
You're in the arms of an angel,Far away from here.It takes time to let you go,A memory in each tear.I'd give anything,For one last goodbye.But it's too late,You're already in the sky.
Through the fast racing light When light and time intertwined And the line of space and time made jungle vines Out of stardust
She misses him.
I met a dryad Who came and went as he pleased Through the forest, through the grasses, through the trees. I slowly got to know him
By: Gisela Rosa Growing up with you was rainbows and smiles. Reading books aloud to you, doing my homework next to you, watching Bad Boys with you, makingjokes.
This is for you Mother I wish you were here today I know you really would care for me I know that you would feel my pain. I know I would feel okay If you would tell me everything would be okay.
An ache in your chest Dunno where we stand Happy memories ablaze Standing hand in hand Where it all began Nobody can say The end was unexpected A world fell apart
It’s Christmas. My first without you. I try to act happy, but I can’t. I want you back with every once in my body!
We all have that one person that we'll always love, No matter what they have done to us, We will drop everything to be with them, Even if that means us letting our guard down and being hurt again, We would rather be happy for those few days with t
Why are they so happy It’s not like he’s coming back I think this is dumb They are all really old Like, boarding on ancient
Pretty face, heart not yet stone; run the world but feel alone. Heartless friends are what I know; if they care it doesn’t show. Always giving all my heart, always loyal from the start. Change my looks change my ways anything to make them stay.
I haven’t written in a while, and maybe that’s because my stomach turns when I think about writing. See every time I pick up a pen with the thought of pouring out my feelings, my brain turns to you.
On my cheek he'll kissThat's something that I'll missHis fingers between mineAnd how he smelled of pineHis giggle lingers in my earHis voice is oh so dearI miss the grey of his eyes
A wave, one word, two syllables: a melancholy taste left upon my tongue. A hug, one word, two syllables: a flashback of all the memories that were fun. A kiss, three words,
You died one day ago.
I miss the world I once knew.
Half a day past morning with nowhere to go but on. I turn away from the thought of you somewhere, this moment, moving along avenues
There is no day left to this December, no scotch in the hollow cabinet no ashes left from when you sat beside the candle… I lie in the palm of my bed
An unreliable narrator She was always at a loss for words Expression never came easy, nor was Compassion, understanding, empathy Love Was not a word in her dictionary
I thought about you today Your loving embrace The way you smelled All of the fun we used to have I thought about your smile;
You hear a voice You think it's someone else you realize it's not you wish it was you dream they'd appear tell you they miss you you're disappointed shocked
I miss you, because without you, my life feels like, a punch in the gut, a curse word yelled in the middle of a public prayer, falling, falling hard,
I look up into the sky at night- seeing the same moon as you gives me comfort. The only thing I want is to be with you. hearing your voice,oh the words of choice you use. Sending goosebumps up my way- I remember how we'd play.
Sitting here alone and blue with just my thoughts of you. Looking into the skies all I see you blue eyes. Wishing you were here for I could hold you near.
Every direction, every way. I look for you, where I may. For your love, I'll search forever. On any land, of any weather.
Don’t wake me up if seeing you only exists in my dreams Don’t wake me up if it is the end of you and me Don’t wake me up if what I thought was a dream is a reality Don’t wake me up because I can’t take the brutality
Dear Dad It wasn’t supposed to be this way I was supposed to hug you one more time Be able to look at you face so long it was memorized I should have been able to have your arms wrapped around me