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  • midnightwanderings 9w

    Today's Thoughts

    I dont know you but I miss you.
    I know where you are from,
    But what is your favorite color?
    I remember you telling me where you served your mission, but what is your favorite movie?
    Do you like to workout?
    What kind of sadness hides behind your smile?
    Has jealousy ever steered your mind?
    I want to lay next to you, to see your face relax as you sleep.
    I want to see the peaceful moments in your face.
    I want to close me eyes and feel the sun kiss my skin, knowing you feel this next to me.
    My skin shivers, your finger brushing mine, and when i glance over you flash a small smile at me, making me blush for the first time.
    I know your last name,
    But how did you get your first?
    What do you do when you get angry?
    I know I blow up easily.
    Is that something you can handle?
    Can you keep me calm when I want to light the world on fire?
    Are you my gasoline, or are you the fireplace that lets me burn, and yet keeps me from burning down the house?
    Will I ever say the words "I love you"?
    Will you make me cry, though none have been able to?
    Are you the one I will someday come home to?
    Or are you as fleeting as a thought.
    Are you a smile flashed as I walk past, never to give me a second glance.
    Will I place you on a shelf of people ive met and filed as an acquaintance?
    Who are you?
    How would you change my life?
    Will I ever change yours?
    These thoughts may not be there tomorrow.
    But it is today, and I ask,
    Does 1 + 1 make 2?
    Or do they wave to each other, and never finish this poem.
    I dont know, and I......
    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 16w

    Apathy

    Apathy, its just you and me.
    Anger, through its lense i see.
    I have no sorrow,
    Fear or pain.
    What do I have to gain?
    Once in a harvest moon,
    A twinge of disappointment blooms,
    That i cannot relate to others emotions.
    It blinds me like rage.
    I am alone on this stage.
    I am as tough as they say,
    Tougher even, if I may.
    And yet I still need a sprinkle of acceptance,
    A shred of need,
    For my friends the most of all.
    Being useless cripples me.
    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 23w

    As I sat in my chair

    I sit here and am pushed by you.
    I am on fire and so terrbily cold.
    Anger is being shoved through every vein
    Sadness flashes in my brain,
    Floods my head and pulls at my face.
    I grab the rubber off of the bottom of my water bottle.
    I squeeze it in an attempt to relieve the anger that now siezes every muscle.
    I am in anguish now sitting at my desk.
    Please set me free.
    For one who never cries, I cannot contain my eyes as they moisten.
    I'm so broken and I've never had it this way before.
    Why? What are you? How did this happen to occur? Why now?
    My insides are cold and uncomfortable.
    Exhaustion has set in.
    How are you still here?
    Please let me be.
    Anxiety burns faster than you,
    Depression flares hotter than you can,
    You last in a strange sad slow kind of way.
    I don't understand you or what you just did to me.
    But please never come back,
    Just leave me be,
    Set me free.
    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 23w

    Part 2
    Flames,
    Pains.
    An archer way out of his range.
    Your arrow piercing at the wrong time.
    You surely and barely, yet finally, managed to scratch my thick skin.
    What can I say to you my friend,
    I fear we are at our end.
    You used me, wither or not you see it.
    Your vision is blurred and split.
    Or did you see me clearly?
    And though you held me dearly,
    Was it me or my body you held?
    I was past our fling, on to friends.
    And now look at the messages you send.
    I ask about your day and what do you say?
    "I went on a date...".
    The one thing you wouldn't give me.
    Well now it's too late.
    You signed, sealed and delivered your fate.
    I wonder, are you proud of the chances I've given you?
    Proud of the way you were the first person to give my heart a beat,
    And the first to send it back to it's solid state.
    Some day, you will understand,
    The kind of games you play,
    Regardless of if you know you are participating or not,
    You will realize you can't win every round.
    And your heart will be on the ground.
    I'm sorry to have been here to see myself go through this.
    At least I'm glad I didnt give you that first kiss.
    Enjoy your lies, for because of them,
    You set me up to burn

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    Screw you too

    I can't seem to write enough about you, us, and you again.
    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 23w

    Part one of two. Stay tuned for the second bit which will be posted later today.


    #poem #poetry #poet #pain #friendship #friendzone

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    Screw you like you did me

    I hate you for this.
    We were fine,
    That is until you pulled that trick.
    Now you crossed my line.
    How could you?
    Do you even know what you did?
    You told me things that werent true.
    You lied and now I've blown my lid.
    You didnt want anything because we didnt have time.
    And yet there you are going out with other girls.
    All I wanted was a date, nothing more,
    but now you've festered hate.
    I was content with friends,
    But you ditched me for some 'her'.
    I was first, your friend.
    And now you are causing our end.
    And that is what truly hurts.
    Why would you lie to me??
    Why dont you tell the truth!
    I gave you so much, and In return,
    I come back burned.
    We were fine,
    That is until you lied.
    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 23w

    I didn't realize what a real crush was until second semester of college. My first real crush, summarized in a poem. Expect the rest of the story tomorrow in 2 posts.
    #crush #collegelove #college #porm #poetry #poet #lovepoem #crushpoem #writersnetwork

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    Only Yesterday

    I was skeptical about you.
    You didnt know about me.
    Now I imagine us in a tree.
    K I S S I N G
    I loved your beard, even though you shaved it,
    I loved your eyes, blue like night diamonds,
    I love your smile, who knew teeth could be sexy.
    I love the way you talk, with your southern tinge.
    Your hands are big, they fit with mine
    Your hair has me sold, it looks so soft.
    I'm trapped by you, your gaze so strong.
    How in the world did you make me feel this way?
    When I only met you yesterday.
    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 23w

    I told a coworker that I write poems, and read him a few. He then asked if I could write him a poem. Its been sitting for months, so here it is. Leave a comment if you want me to write you a poem.




    #poetry #poem #personalizedpoem #author #poet #saspoetry #poemforafriend #writersnetwork

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    He wanted a poem

    He told me to write him a poem,
    You know, a happy poem.
    I thought and thought but I couldn't so I scrapped em.
    What are in happy poems anyway?
    Does it have birds? Happy larks?
    Is it a couple dancing as they sway?
    Is it child with its dog running through the park?
    How is it that I dont know how to write a happy verse? I've never needed my smile to rehearse,
    So why can I not write him his poem?
    Its said happiness can be found as we turn on the light,
    But my writing always takes place in the night.
    The Inky blackness takes its place beside the cavity in my soul.
    So this happy poem I have written for him,
    Has once again become dim,
    Like all my other poems.
    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 23w

    This was from a prompt about household objects I never posted
    #prompt #poem #poetry #poet #elevator

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    Just an elevator

    I'm in an elevator
    It goes up
    It comes down.
    But never has it gone around.
    For alas this elevator,
    Can never compare to the world, a large and grand theater.
    It moves with the slow rhythm of old age,
    As it does its duty, we hear it complain.
    It has always been an elevator, there is no change.
    Its passions it has never gotten to explain.
    It has always been itself,
    Like a knick knack on a shelf.
    Always the same,
    Just an elevator that never goes around, but always moves up and down.

    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 24w

    Ive got a few poems written that ill be postingthis week. Today we get two poems.
    #animals #animalpoems #poem #sparrows #whales #opposites #writersnetwork

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    The Sparrow and the Whale

    The sparrow and the whale wish to sing together
    One up so high and one deep below
    Wings reach for flippers
    Bellows come from up so high
    You hear chirping by and by.
    They feel so far, but are just so close.
    And through the sky their passion floats
    For all they wish to do is sing.
    But one is trapped in heavens eye,
    And the other has sunk beneath the dry.
    The poor whale is overhead
    And the dear bird swims through the deep,
    Never ever to meet.

    ©midnightwanderings

  • midnightwanderings 24w

    Definitely not Strangers

    I see you and you see me.
    We wave to each other across the street,
    Smiling as our eyes meet.
    I've talked to you, you've chatted with me.
    I've invited you over for company.
    I know your name and your dogs' too.
    I know your favorite animal is a kangaroo.
    You've played with my dog,
    And you see me mow my lawn.
    In the mornings we yawn
    And wave to each other across the street.
    I don't know your birthday, nor you mine,
    Or that I love anything flavored with lime.
    Not quite a neighbor, or a friend,
    But Definitely not strangers
    ©midnightwanderings