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 Jan 2016 Erick Snyder
Ayush B
Few people have heard the story,
Of the first snowflake to make the journey,
To hug and save the heating earth,

He travelled with wind for many miles,
To reach the ground he thought he missed,
He was dead as soon as they kissed.
 Jan 2016 Erick Snyder
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Walking outside in the winter
A snowflake falls from the sky
And lands in my palm
It slowly melts as snowflakes do
And I start thinking
Each snowflake is spectacular
And different in its own way
But their lives are so short
Maybe humans and snowflakes
Aren't so different after all
Humans are like snowflakes
 Jan 2016 Erick Snyder
Snow White
I know you had to leave but I needed you there at Nyanda because you helped me believe in myself to do something I could never do and you brought hope into my life. Hope that good could happen to me. You understand my needs more than any teacher had ever did. You understood that I needed help with school work because I can't read or spell so good. After you left I started putting myself down and I couldn't believe in myself anymore. I lost hope, I just needed you there to help me to believe in myself again. Your the only person that really brighten my days and really truly believe that I could do something I could never do. Your really touched my heart,  your feel like family to me. I miss you Miss O'brien. Love you
all i wanted was “you”
all i ever dreamed about was “you”
but "you" seems to be a dream
i put my feet on the ground
then i discover that it was a dream
a sweet dream
so wherever you are
i'm here
i'm waiting for you
after every single cup of wine i drank up
after every salty tears i droped
after every cold winter
after every breath i took
i was that sure
that you'll knock the door
and say “I am the “you”, I am your dream, I’m coming true”
 Jan 2016 Erick Snyder
Snow Wolf
Being dark, goth, emo, scene, or anything else...
None of these are true.
I am not a label society has given me.
I am not dark.
I am not emo.
I am not goth.
I am not scene.
I am not gay.
I am not dumb.
I am not an outcast.
I am who I am.
I am me.
For the ones who are persecuted just for being who they are. The names all these kinds of people are called are not real names. They're just labels, and no one is a label. Everyone is human, and just the same. They are not indifferent, and they are not emotionless. If anything, they see the world differently, in a way that "normal" people cannot see because of how blind they truly are.
They lied to me when they said that sticks and stones break bones but words don't hurt

I found that your words have branched and rooted within every splinter in my bones and the ache is nagging and constant

It's the guilt your words caused that weigh like boulders on my shoulders and every step causes a new fracture

Sticks and stones don't break bones but the weight of your words have crushed me
Written on January 16, 2016 and shared on Hello Poetry on January 18, 2016. Copywrite under Bianca Reyes and all rights reserved.
There's been a miscommunication
Between my heart and my mind
Electrical impulses at every synapse
Scream your name in adoration
In every neuron they will find
That there has been a collapse
It's caused by my love for you

All that I know to be true
Is that there has been a malformation
A terrible replication of some kind
The one that courses violently perhaps
It fills my mind with all this information
To all else I've gone blind
A neural take over that I can't surpass
Because my body knows that I love you
Written and shared on Hello Poetry on January 19, 2016. Copywrite under Bianca Reyes. All rights reserved
Beauty is fleeting
It's very misleading
Expectations never meeting
Forceful in greeting
Her heart I'm seeking
She says she's needing
Room for her breathing
Made her my everything
But she's always leaving
She just isn't seeing
The friend I'm being
I'm left here bleeding
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