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When the nights are long and cold
and the days are lonesome and blue.
The tears begin to get old
and my thoughts always drift to you.
When my heart is quickly breaking
and I'm forced to search my mind
for something to stop the aching...
you're the one I find.

When I'm feeling helpless and weak
you give me the strength to move on.
When I'm broken and cannot speak
you give me the words to go on.
The happiness I've known with you
is like nothing I've felt before.
When once all was closed from view
now you have opened the door.

You released my hidden emotions my heart and soul.
My deepest love and devotion finally making me whole.
If we are forced to be apart throughout everything we do
  please know that you are in my heart...
and that I'm always thinking of you.
 Mar 2014 LonelyPoet
PrttyBrd
TKO
 Mar 2014 LonelyPoet
PrttyBrd
TKO
My truth
vs
your perception
is never a fair fight
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While roses are so red,
  While lilies are so white,
Shall a woman exalt her face
  Because it gives delight?
She's not so sweet as a rose,
  A lily's straighter than she,
And if she were as red or white
  She'd be but one of three.

Whether she flush in love's summer
  Or in its winter grow pale,
Whether she flaunt her beauty
  Or hide it away in a veil,
Be she red or white,
  And stand she ***** or bowed,
Time will win the race he runs with her
  And hide her away in a shroud.
My thoughts invisible
My words invisible until I put ink to paper
And even then they're still invisible
They're invisible to the people who can't read the meaning between the lines and the space between the words and letters
Sometimes they're invisible to me
Until after I read it myself
I can feel what other people mean when they write a poem or a story
I can imagine the imaginary happenings of a poem or story
I can hear the silent screams and see the useless scratches and crawls
I can see the darkness or the brightness of everything imagined
Everything invisible
The words you really want to say invisible
The actions you really want to take invisible
Everything invisible
Everything you don't do invisible to everyone except you
Everything I won't write burned into my mind until it hits pen to paper
Until it visible to everyone
You will never forget the visible nothings you did
You will never forget the invisible somethings you should have done
Just something I thought of. I'm not sure where all of it came from
 Mar 2014 LonelyPoet
ajit peter
Remember the times when you heard a rupee could go far
now it goes as far as the gasoline u fill the car
those were the days when kids thought the stork bought babies home
now they know even test tubes make them come
those were days when love letters were sealed with the kiss
now the phone gets the kiss and the lips miss
those were the days friends had fun and talked sitting on a wall
now all they talk is a short note on a facebook wall
those were the days we wait for a song with a radio
now the ipods shuffle the songs
those were the days we paid for one and watched all the channels
now we pay for that we dont watch and watch the free channel
times change and change those days
yet those were the days
those where the days
 Mar 2014 LonelyPoet
kels
I write to make things make sense for me.
Even if what I write is about you, it never is, really.
Writing is the one thing I allow myself to do just for me.
So much chaos, and such a desperate need to see clearly.
Putting traumatic events and rollercoaster emotions down in writing, down in order, helps more
than letting nagging thoughts eat me alive behind my brain's closed door.
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