Submissions by Adoptedbysin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
What I Miss
What I miss most about you is
The way you wrap your arms around my waist and nuzzle at my neck while I’m sleeping
The way you would stop cooking so we could slow dance in the kitchen when our favorite song pops up in the playlist
The way your leg intertwined with mine in the brisk dawn air and you pull me closer and whisper “I Love you”
The way our bodies fit together so perfectly in our nakedness.
The way your perfume drifted through the house on your way out the door to work each morning
The way you built a snowman on...
The way you wrap your arms around my waist and nuzzle at my neck while I’m sleeping
The way you would stop cooking so we could slow dance in the kitchen when our favorite song pops up in the playlist
The way your leg intertwined with mine in the brisk dawn air and you pull me closer and whisper “I Love you”
The way our bodies fit together so perfectly in our nakedness.
The way your perfume drifted through the house on your way out the door to work each morning
The way you built a snowman on...
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The Night Is My Favorite Time
The way you can hear nothing and everything all at the same time
The way the moon casts shadows on the empty streets
The way lovers moan in each others arms
The way the stars can tell you stories about past lives
I sit by the outdoor fire pit
I sit in the glow of the moon and stars
I sit next to an empty chair
Waiting for you to take your seat at my alter
and guide me home
The way the moon casts shadows on the empty streets
The way lovers moan in each others arms
The way the stars can tell you stories about past lives
I sit by the outdoor fire pit
I sit in the glow of the moon and stars
I sit next to an empty chair
Waiting for you to take your seat at my alter
and guide me home
#love
#moon
#stars #night
#stars #night
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Goodbye Again
So this is where it ends...
I can no longer be your marionette, a puppet on a string that waits to be picked up and brought to life.
I am trying to live in the uncertainty, a void, a hope, a dream, an unrequited love story that has a tragic ending.
This wreckage that has loved you and always will. I cannot go on this way. You have consumed my every thought and invaded every fiber of my being.
I told you once that without you I am nothing,
at least being nothing, I know where I belong.
So with that I say goodbye.....
until you...
I can no longer be your marionette, a puppet on a string that waits to be picked up and brought to life.
I am trying to live in the uncertainty, a void, a hope, a dream, an unrequited love story that has a tragic ending.
This wreckage that has loved you and always will. I cannot go on this way. You have consumed my every thought and invaded every fiber of my being.
I told you once that without you I am nothing,
at least being nothing, I know where I belong.
So with that I say goodbye.....
until you...
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My Fault
Today did not begin with sunshine
filling my room
distorted through bent blinds.
The dark skies gave prelude to the fact that you
were no longer here.
The cold room is a reminder of the cross I must bear
for what I have done.
It’s my fault
Months of counseling, a year of "I'm sorry’s",
and just as many “I forgive you's"
I realized that I don't.... I can’t
I'm sorry
filling my room
distorted through bent blinds.
The dark skies gave prelude to the fact that you
were no longer here.
The cold room is a reminder of the cross I must bear
for what I have done.
It’s my fault
Months of counseling, a year of "I'm sorry’s",
and just as many “I forgive you's"
I realized that I don't.... I can’t
I'm sorry
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My Last Poem
I have been bruised with false cries
I have waited around knowing that promises made would never come true
I poured my soul onto paper because at times it was my only friend that would listen and not condemn
Why? This is the question I often asked myself
Why does love come so easy to the opiated masses?
Why them and not me?
so I wrote
and wrote
and wrote
Now I know why....
My broken soul that once spit words of want onto processed pulp
is at rest, and has found purpose
You ...
I have waited around knowing that promises made would never come true
I poured my soul onto paper because at times it was my only friend that would listen and not condemn
Why? This is the question I often asked myself
Why does love come so easy to the opiated masses?
Why them and not me?
so I wrote
and wrote
and wrote
Now I know why....
My broken soul that once spit words of want onto processed pulp
is at rest, and has found purpose
You ...
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A Day Off
I wake up and call in sick to work
because some days the faces and the voices
and all the rest of the bullshit is too much
And you just need time to stare at the walls
or get righteously drunk
or do nothing at all
Which seems to be a dying art
in a dying world
full of dying people
So this Friday afternoon I am walking
with determination
down 2nd Ave
looking for that shitty little bar with no name
The darkened doorway to a dark room
my escape hatch from the day
I duck in and order a beer ...
because some days the faces and the voices
and all the rest of the bullshit is too much
And you just need time to stare at the walls
or get righteously drunk
or do nothing at all
Which seems to be a dying art
in a dying world
full of dying people
So this Friday afternoon I am walking
with determination
down 2nd Ave
looking for that shitty little bar with no name
The darkened doorway to a dark room
my escape hatch from the day
I duck in and order a beer ...
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Bittersweet Remorse
This morning I am filled with bittersweet remorse
as I watch you get dressed at the foot of my bed
You needed someone last night
I always needed you, until
this morning
"People change"
that's what you told me last week
when I asked why you were leaving me
Now I know you were right
I am changed now,
indifferent, colder
and you never realized
how you called out his name
as I watch you get dressed at the foot of my bed
You needed someone last night
I always needed you, until
this morning
"People change"
that's what you told me last week
when I asked why you were leaving me
Now I know you were right
I am changed now,
indifferent, colder
and you never realized
how you called out his name
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Gone
Love eats up those
who want it most
Desire destroys those
who are filled with it
"Try and hold me"
she said
" I'm gone"
"let me go and
I will love you forever "
These words scream at me
as i sit alone
in this dark room
I wish I had listened
who want it most
Desire destroys those
who are filled with it
"Try and hold me"
she said
" I'm gone"
"let me go and
I will love you forever "
These words scream at me
as i sit alone
in this dark room
I wish I had listened
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I Almost Had a Girl
10 a.m. my phone rang
" I'm downstairs, come get me" she said,
a surprising request
so with three grocery bags stuffed with clothes
we made our way up and into my apartment
" That bastard has another girlfriend besides me and his wife" her tone in disbelief
as she threw her arms around me and
pulled me in close enough to smell the whiskey on her breath
" Why would he do that to me?
Kiss me
What's wrong with me?"
...
" I'm downstairs, come get me" she said,
a surprising request
so with three grocery bags stuffed with clothes
we made our way up and into my apartment
" That bastard has another girlfriend besides me and his wife" her tone in disbelief
as she threw her arms around me and
pulled me in close enough to smell the whiskey on her breath
" Why would he do that to me?
Kiss me
What's wrong with me?"
...
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The Walk
I stare in the mirror and
realize I have no reflection
as if I have borrowed your
eyes
and see myself as you do now
Stuck inside this moment
I can't find my way out
and although you are long gone
I always feel I will run into you
at each corner I turn
So I walk a lot
In this filthy city, full of filthy people
Filth
Disappointment consumes me
A different kind of disappointment
not one of what could have been
or what was
but one of why to a...
realize I have no reflection
as if I have borrowed your
eyes
and see myself as you do now
Stuck inside this moment
I can't find my way out
and although you are long gone
I always feel I will run into you
at each corner I turn
So I walk a lot
In this filthy city, full of filthy people
Filth
Disappointment consumes me
A different kind of disappointment
not one of what could have been
or what was
but one of why to a...
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2 a.m.
2 a.m.
You sleep soundly
your hand upon my chest
making me aware of my own breathing
I lay wide awake
careful not to disturb you
Another sleepless night
I bask in your warmth
and feel alive as I lay very still
thinking of you and how you rescued me
from a the fate of a lonely man
I love you
always have
even before we met
I knew your soul
and you touched mine
I have been patiently waiting
in the shadows
between love and time
the only two things in this...
You sleep soundly
your hand upon my chest
making me aware of my own breathing
I lay wide awake
careful not to disturb you
Another sleepless night
I bask in your warmth
and feel alive as I lay very still
thinking of you and how you rescued me
from a the fate of a lonely man
I love you
always have
even before we met
I knew your soul
and you touched mine
I have been patiently waiting
in the shadows
between love and time
the only two things in this...
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Silent Love
Sometimes I invent confidence in an attempt to appear stoic
and be near you
the way I do now
while you sit with him
without smiling and deep in thought
I watch him play the game, the mating ritual
kissing you for show and tell,
another conquest
You will fuck him tonight although he will never see how beautiful you truly are
your soft neck, your piercing eyes
or the taste of your skin
I loath myself
I will never have the courage to tell you that...
and be near you
the way I do now
while you sit with him
without smiling and deep in thought
I watch him play the game, the mating ritual
kissing you for show and tell,
another conquest
You will fuck him tonight although he will never see how beautiful you truly are
your soft neck, your piercing eyes
or the taste of your skin
I loath myself
I will never have the courage to tell you that...
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