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 Jul 19 Jay Jelly
AM Beck
Remember the days our love was strong;
The days we thought nothing could go wrong?
Remember the time we were left alone;
The time we fought the world on our own?
Remember the moments we shared a smile;
The moments we would laugh for a while?

Now remember the day that you ran away;
The day you left me astray.
Now remember the time you made me cry;
The time when I wanted to try.
Now remember the moment you said you were wrong;
The moment I said that I was long gone.
 Jul 19 Jay Jelly
paul
Pens and markers. Old receipts.
Gum wrappers. Her boots.
She could throw anything,
and I’d be okay with it.
To harm me? Or a playful gesture?
It doesn’t matter.
Throw it with all your might,
just mean it when you do.
She could throw herself,
and I’d catch.
But please,
don’t throw this away.
Please don’t.
 Jul 18 Jay Jelly
Laura
The Grave.
Each and every one of us was put on this earth to fulfill a purpose.
No matter what color or  creed  we were uniquely and beautifully designed by the potter.
But the grave becomes the  victor as many life's  come to an end,too many stories never told ,wasted talents , visions lost and swallowed up by the grave.
i tried to hold the door for you
and you slammed my hand in the jam for the favor
i'm more of a i cant push this off in good faith
and you're a why cant we just talk about it later
and oh i tried to bridge the gaps
and you just blamed the distance on me
so maybe i threw the match
but we were already saturated with gasoline

and on my way out you spit in my face
i feel the venom and your need to be right
and you tell me i'm the most hateful person you know
then dont even say goodbye
such a glum note to leave on
i will die before you believe much less defend me
if you really felt that way
what did you even want with me
where do i even
begin

is this really
finally
quietly
the end

my love you hurt me so
 Jul 18 Jay Jelly
Ami Mathur
You say, “It’s one-sided.”
You’re right.
Because I’ll always stand —
On the side where you are.

I know I won't hear your voice—
Calling my name from behind,
Like it used to...

But still I hear those whispers.
Whispers that make my words tremble—
Now, only in gestures
I repeat the silent vespers.

I know I have lost you.
But maybe just for a few moments.
My heart doesn't want to summon this defeat.
Kneeling down
On this deserted land—
Unable to put your name out of mind.
Like a sage enchants the mighty grace,
I say it on repeat.
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