You're the one I can't live without.
This fact is true, I have no doubt.
I love the way you smile at me.
I love the way together we're free.
You may be strange and slightly loony,
But all this means nothing to me,
Because you are who you are,
And I can see your beauty
Inside and out,
Which is what threw me.
When every day I see you,
Till then I cannot wait.
To know what we will go through
Is in the hands of fate.
The first time that I saw you,
I knew I must steal your heart.
I hope that it's mine forever
And that we never do part.
You are the one I love the most,
And to this here fact, I propose a toast;
May we grow old and still have fun,
Because I love you and my heart you've won.
Long wait
Hot date
One bait
One mate
We got
Same knot
Just at
My flat.
Hard look
Love's hook
My eyes
Her lips
Lip bite
Heart beat
Undressed
Bear chest
Soft peck
On neck
Full bliss
For kiss
Her head
On bed
My waist
Her waist
Love start
At that.
By Teacher Kevin
(Written in 2023)
Give me your hand,
I want to see the world.
The colors, the lovers, the givers, the takers, the haters and all.
Hold my hand,
Hands hold memories.
Hands hold colors.
Hands held together form a fire like a fire that gives warmth to the lonely hearts on a cold winter night.
Did you feel it too when you held my hand for the first time? The warmth?
Holding your hand felt like a trip to The Louvre
And I have never been to The Louvre.
I think I have let you go but I still feel that warmth that tingles and stirs the feelings inside of me when I touch my face with the hand that held your hand.
My hand feels blood less it craves your hand,
Maybe that's the reason I haven't bled on paper for a long time,
It's cold in need of some warmth.
THAT WAS THEN,
BUT THIS IS NOW
I spoke of leaves and trees
And wrote about squirrels and cats.
I observed and rescued yard bugs
From hungry black widow spiders.
I was touched by homeless people,
And moved to action by a hungry lady
BUT THAT WAS THEN,
AND THIS IS NOW
Now, 2000 miles removed from western city life,
to a rural southern setting; I am smothered
with open spaces in a simple and quiet place.
I am now highly alert of spiders, snakes, and wasps;
But yet I feel the heartbeat of friends now so far away.
The here and now is very different from the there and then;
But as I relax and muse, I remember:
THAT WAS THEN,
BUT THIS IS NOW
I
cant die
its unknown why
God has a plan
I am a big fan
of this magical super hero man
Miss
my kiss
touch of bliss
I am optimistic though
that easy memories will show
together we can learn and grow
You
can do
I can too
we are a team
our coupling is hot steam
your always in my best dream
On the last ring of the phone
Just around the corner, but unknown
A night spent apart, alone
As a mourner for the lorn
A dozen roses for another hectic day
On Valentine's day one never supposes
The reason for being fashionably late
In the movies, in the seats
One on, and one off the train
(As the background music begins to play)
One on each side of the door
with words, but none we say
The crescendo then the scene segue
I'm Astaire, Gable, Grant and Kong
To your Ginger, Marilyn, Audrey and Fay
I'll see you at home tonight, don't be long
We just missed each other today
It's an endless journey to find love and its meaning…
A promised destination that may never come true.
I thought my direction was on the right path,
until my direction brought me to you.
The distance between your heart and where I'm standing, is the same distance from here to the moon.
And, that promise I made I have just broken,
and love and its meaning are broken, too.
When I think of love, it makes me wonder
why I ever tried so hard
to reach the distance from where I'm standing
to somewhere in your heart.
Yes, I've forgotten the meaning of love,
and the moon is still so far away.
But, if every journey begins with a footstep,
then I'll reach the moon someday.
It's an endless journey to find love and its meaning…
I hope you understand a fact
That nature is indeed too broad
And me, I am too weak to act
But still need to tell it a bit more
Of my sticking to an elite soul
That you and I shared a talk to
In the absence of your hands to hold
Yet, feelings are affluence to brew
I breathed a breeze that you blow
Of the flowers dancing before eyes
Blooming love inside the souls for you
In the name of pursuit, with sighs
Once it placed unreachable in the distal
Not yet is the mind going to be hollow
Family Here and Above
I finally arrived and no more believing Linda's Lies
Sorry mom, your always right
A year coming soon since you left
Some days harder and the emptiness in my heart
God bless Angie and I thru our pain
Daily we talk about ya'll and stay sane
Our birthdays were hard without you three
Stay close by as we need ya'll always
We missing ya'll deeply
Destinies intertwine with no roadmap
life altering chances will never come twice
~ the future is a minefield
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
She's looking for Mr. Right,
While he's looking for Miss Right.
Both of them seeking for 'The One'.
She lives on the western side,
While he stays on the east side --
They don't cross paths under the Sun.
She goes to church on Sundays,
Does good works and sings and prays
"Dear Lord, please help me find the One".
He's in a congregation, the same denomination,
That meets on the other side of town.
So she decided to look
For some kind of 'self help' book -
She did not want to spend any money.
Reading was his best hobby,
And they met inside the lobby
Of the local town library.
They both walked to the section
Of books on self-direction,
And both reached for the same book.
"Go ahead and take it." He said.
"No, but you were here first" she said.
"Why don't we read it together?".
A conversation started -
Since then they never parted -
Mr. and Mrs. Right forever.
If you'd be someone's Mr. Right,
Try to be your very best you.
And if you'd be someone's Miss Right,
The same advice goes for you.
Get an education to be interesting,
Develop a warm personality.
Exercise, eat less, be appealing.
Involve the LORD and visit the library.
i miss you... i miss you in those most random of moments. i forget to forget you, to let you go of you and memories.... i smell you randomly, i still feel your touch trace across my body. the visions of you filling my mind against my will. i can feel the emotions ripping through my heart as each flashes in my head..... why did you go ? i don't feel like you left but your absence has been filled with the memories of our times together. bittersweet limerence comes crawling in as i try to shut the door for the meories to stop. i miss you, i cant tell you or even lie to myself about it. i know i love you and my love wasnt enough, i screamed and pleaded with you to not leave.. to not abandon me. you were at doorway looking out.... here my pleas to growth with me, don't leave out of fear.... we can work through fear together. but you couldn't fight anymore. a moment flashed were i saw our future together.. what could have been? the places we would've went. the children we could have had, the beautiful memories we created. now im left in the floor scared and grieving of my life that could've been
I was young at age but old enough to recognize cruelty
My eyes watered and my tummy ached
I was scared and embarrassed
With wet trousers my tiny thin legs- Shaked
I had raised my hand to go to the john
But my fourth-grade teacher, whom I'll never forget
She wouldn't let me go, why- I don't know?
But I know it was her fault, that I was soaking wet
The kids in my classroom stared at me shaking
Watching me crying, my eyes dripping water
Who will she not let go next?
The boy who sat next to me- or somebody's daughter
My mother, may she rest in peace
Rushed to the school to bring me some dry clothes
She spoke to the principle in a fiery rage
That's when all hell broke out, and a firing arose
That was the last time I saw that mean teacher
Never again would she teach in that school
I hope that she learned a good lesson in life
It's not very nice to be disturbingly cruel
Stark emptiness fills my perfume bottle,
The vacuum in my vacuity,
Negligence swills it beyond the dottle,
To leave my mind bare of acuity.
For many days its void of content speaks,
But its endurance keeps my freshness plump,
Compliments make its vast emptiness squeaks,
Yet it exhales resentment from its pump.
My shirts already miss its friendliness,
Noses beg to sniff its unique sweetness,
Stale air asks to reclaim lost cleanliness,
Its presence ensures far-reaching neatness.
Importance is etched upon your label,
How I so much miss your fresh aroma,
Your sweet tale cannot be told as fable,
The freshness you bring can't end in coma.
All the things I said to you
Were from the deepest depths inside
Count each and every one as true
From all but you those things I hide
And should it be my life spans long
Your cozy cabin in the wood
Is where I'll wait to hear your song
Until I close my eyes for good
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