and everyday i took a different path,
it always led me back
my hands were stained
with white, fluffy clouds,
the fresh, green grass,
and all the memories of you.
you were the storm
in my clear sunny day.
you were the tsunami
in my salty ocean waves.
yet i let you in
because you were also the air
that i so desperately needed to breathe again.
Change has always been a good thing to me. I have embraced it with open arms every time. I can not even imagine a life where I am stuck with the same routine day after day. I do not want to sit behind a desk and watch my life pass me by. I want a career where I can explore different paths daily and have new adventures. I’m not sure where life will take me just yet, but I hope that it will bring me to change. Because change is the only constant that I want in my life.
I keep telling myself that my life won’t really start until I’m older. When I have a real job, and I’m living on my own. But life is short. And I don’t know how long I’ve got. So what am I waiting for? 17 years of precious time have gone by. It is time to go out and make something of myself. Live a little more. While I still can.
Her eyes lit up when she talked about it. She was so passionate about the art she created, and she couldn’t get her mind off of it. The happiness she felt when a paintbrush was in her hand was enough to make anyone smile.
When the sky turns dark, and I am all alone, I still reminisce the days I spent with you. These are the things I still think about.
The way your hands swept over every crater and bump on my face.
How my eyes lit up just by hearing your name.
How happy we were that we would be forever.
Your hand would grip mine with such confidence, and I never wanted you to let go.
You would kiss me goodnight, and tell me how beautiful I am.
The warmth of your breath on my neck was enough to give me goosebumps.
And how minutes apart were too difficult to bear.
How we talked about our plans and thought we had a future.
And my stomach did flips every time you looked at me.
Your touch energized me, all the way to my soul.
All the late conversations we had at night under the stars.
I will always remember the way you made me feel.
I was full of joy and laughter.
But most of all, I think about how forever quickly turned to never.
And goodnight kisses just turned to goodbye.
Oh, how we changed and grew up.
Never finding time for each other anymore.
The way I felt cold without you by my side,
and how I felt like a piece of me was missing without your arm in mine.
Minutes turned to days,
and neither of us thought of stopping by.
The messages stopped coming, and I stopped checking my phone.
My eyes were dull, and my heart felt so, so empty.
How naive and foolish we were to think that we had forever.
But there was nothing we could have done differently.
Because the universe had a plan, and we were not meant to be.
So when the sun comes up, I brush away the tears, and I forget about the nights I spent with you.
But forgetting is hard to do.
*This is all a work of fiction, I promise it has nothing to do with my life. It is just a little poem I wrote after reading a book, haha,*
There are so many talented people in the world. Thanks to social media, I get to discover these artists, and now I want to share them with you. Here are some amazing pieces of art from some wonderful people. Be sure to check them out. Also, if you want to be featured next, email me (firstname.lastname@example.org) with your artwork-anything from watercolor paintings, digital art, poetry, writing, etc.
By Jemima Reeve– check out the rest of this poem on Jemima’s blog.
By Julia Jelinek
By Matenia Altikatis
(Also) By Julia Jelinek
i knew i would never forget you. not your smile, or how your eyes lit up when you were happy. and i would never forget how much you hurt me.
Lots of love,
I have been writing poetry since the 6th grade, when my English teacher introduced some of her favorite poets to the class. It is a great form of expression for me, and something that allows me to be creative. It is not great by any means, but I have been holding it in for so long that I decided it is time to share.
Here is my first collection of published poetry, a Collection of Heartbreak. This is one that I shared with Kinga from Kingajpg, who is a part of The Restless Times with me! Check out her blog for more poetry. The Restless Times is a newspaper whose message is to spread awareness on important topics, and give teens a voice. If you are interested in contributing, please check out the site and the Instagram page!
Anyways, here is my poetry! Please feel free to give me feedback in the comments. Always welcome and appreciated :)