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 Sep 2015 Anahid
Aishwarya Nair
You are not broken
and I don’t need to fix you,
always remember.
 Sep 2015 Anahid
Jade Elon
j'amore
 Sep 2015 Anahid
Jade Elon
I want to fall in love with you.
Not for the happily ever after but for the turmoil
and the pain
for the ability to sit
by your side and say
those three special words
for all that you are
because I enjoy your trials and tribulations
your angst and anger
your sorrow and sublime guilt
your tears on my shoulder and your arms around me
your sobs wracking my body
I want to fall in love with you
because isn't loving
something broken the most
beautiful
kind of love?
I want to love you like someone would a bird
caged but beautiful
wings clipped so you can only fly sort distances from me
I want to love you
for your dependence and
depression
I want to love you because
I want to love myself
But I can't...
 Sep 2015 Anahid
princessv
i feel just like i did in June
and that's the worst i could feel
but i guess that it's okay
because i already knew that
*everything ends
i'm fine
really
 Sep 2015 Anahid
Tea-ful
You
 Sep 2015 Anahid
Tea-ful
You
I just want to cuddle you into oblivion, until we become one person and I can call you mine...

- F.T
 Sep 2015 Anahid
Àŧùl
You drive me so crazy,
When you give me that look.

You drive me crazier,
When you say those 3 words.

You drive me craziest,
When your innocence I witness.
I love you so much, dear Kripi.

My HP Poem #899
©Atul Kaushal
 Sep 2015 Anahid
Ian Beckett
In my mind I see you clothed
A beautiful vision of anticipation

In my mind I see you waiting
A beautiful vision of desire

In my mind I see you wanting
A beautiful vision of lust

In my mind is see you naked
A beautiful vision of promise

In my mind I see you with me
A beautiful vision of lovers

In my mind I see you come
A beautiful vision of closeness

In my mind I see you sleeping
A beautiful vision of passion
 Aug 2015 Anahid
brandon nagley
Locketh me up
Throw me in prison:
I'm in love dear sir
Oh didn't I mention?



©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poets poetry
©Earl Jane nagley dedication
 Aug 2015 Anahid
Dylan Lewis
Seeing you happy with someone else still stings on the inside but I know he makes you smile and that makes me smile, I became a man tonight and put away all my childish things like holding on the hate I had for you breaking me, but maybe that was all apart of some greater plan, one I do not fully understand but one day I hope we can still be friends because in the end that's what you were to me my best friend, someone I could count on when things got rough, when the seas got scary you were there to calm the storm. I wanna thank you for letting me be apart of your life for so long letting me get to know your family and friends I broke a lot of hearts in the end but I'm not throwing a tantrum anymore I'm setting the unsettled score I'm letting you and everyone see the real the true vulnerable me. In these poems I talk about how sad I am without you but I think those are lies I just tell myself to sleep at night. I love you I always will as a person not in love with you but care for you always and forever until the day I die I will look back and smile on the times we shared, on the memories, the smiles. Thank you for everything. I owe you a big part of me, because without you I wouldn't have became me. The real me. The true me.

Thank you.
 Aug 2015 Anahid
mk
sometimes i wonder
what life would be without you
& honestly-
the thought doesn't sadden me
solely because
the thought does not exist at all

i cannot in my wildest dreams
imagine another voice
calling me 'baby'
singing to me over the phone
or telling me to stop dragging my feet when i walk
i cannot hear
any other laugh but yours
when i say stupid things
i cannot picture
another face to wake up to in the morning
or another smile to brighten my day
any other eyes to sparkle in the dark nights
i can never even think
of feeling at home in anyone else's arms
being able to cry on anyone else's shoulders
not in my craziest thoughts
can i ever think
of kissing anyone else's lips
(they'll never taste as good as yours)
no one else's body
will ever fit the way yours does
with mine
& i cannot fathom the idea
of anyone else trying


because once you've tasted perfection
*how do you settle for anything less?
// no other shotgun rider besides me, singing to the radio //
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