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Tiffany Marie Dec 2014
Beautiful and precise
Creative And smart
Lovable and loved
Liked by all
My Bestest Hello Poetry®  *Friend
Ember you are truley amazing
IsReaL E Summers Nov 2014
"Feel like coming back to life!
(Im falling)
Feel like coming back to life
(This black crow becomes a white dove)
Feel like coming back to liiife
(Im falling again, im falling again I'm
Falling in Love)"
#Blindsided
From the swedish band blindside
Tiffany Marie Nov 2014
After death and life I finally know
I now know and now understand
How have I changed my personality
My age my looks my additude
My feelings that's all changed
There's the death of him
life of a new world child
Then there is also me
People have asked me so what
Do you want to be when your older.
I answer with I don't know or I'm
not so sure exactly but I finally know
I want to be me I want to be what my
own personal heart
*decides
Second poem of change
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TSK Nov 2014
shall i make you immortal
turn you into a poem
a mournful sonnet
a worshiping ode
should i press your figure
between the pages
or to form you as a masterpiece
this beautiful creek of thought
to make you a poem
is to remember you
and to remember you
is the uttermost fear.
Sabrina O'Connor Oct 2014
I remember you quite well.  
Your face, the way you spoke.
The way your body felt in a warm embrace.
It all floods back from my memory.
Right now.
It's been about 4 years since we met.
                        4 years.
You told me you'd never forget me.
I remember the first time you told me you loved me.
My God we were so young.
It's been about 3 years since you wrote me the first letter in the series of many.
                        3 years.
You told me I was perfect and that stars are not nearly  as beautiful as my eyes.
It was the first time I truly felt that was true.
It's been about 2 years since we stayed up at your house, eating pizza, talking to each other about the wonders of life at 3 am.
                        2 years.
And I still stay up that late almost all the time, thinking about how you hugged me and told me I was wonderful and everything would be okay, and how for the first time in my life I had someone to talk to. I've never had that after you.
It's been about 1 year since we slept in each other's arms and you made me jump on your back and we ran through the pouring rain together.
                         1 year.
We came to a stop. We sat on the bench right next to the lake. We spoke and all I could pay attention to was the way you said my name like it was the religion you practiced and the way the water dropped down your face and body like you were being baptized.
You kissed me then.

I've never felt so holy in my life.

It's been 4 years since we met.
It's been 3 years since I knew I loved you.
It's been 2 years since you saw the real raw unabridged version of myself.
It's been 1 year since I was saved.
And it's been my whole life I've been waiting for someone like you.

Tragically, my love, I don't think you even know my favourite color or the way I love to sing anymore.

You used to think of me every minute of every day.
4
You used to think of me often.
3
You used to think of me sometimes.
2
You used to think of me once in a blue moon.
1
You stopped thinking of me, just like that.
I lost my faith like I lost you.
Chloë Fuller Oct 2014
I want you to write your name with your tongue inside of my mouth so I can feel it every time I speak
Elioinai Oct 2014
Green I am not,
Nor red,
More a peachy pink,
Or a delicate blue,
In my feelings for you.
My eyes are not large,
When they look upon your lover,
Tho my heart turns over,
I am quick to smile,
You are happy.
“Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant 5 or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;  6 it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. 7 Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.”  1 Corinthians 13:4-7
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