Commitment
Learn more about other poetry terms
Making a commitment is different
Trusting someone you love is tough
Communicating can sometimes be rough
Honesty is never enough
~ by Debi Lyn Tuesday, August 17, 2021
I love to sit with you nearby; doing so can make me cry.
- Happy tears just to know you enjoy my company so.
She has
arrived, she’s
beautiful,
scarred,
humbled,
and wise.
Most of all
this
woman is alive.
She walks
with a
hint of pride, but
not too
proud
I'm lost
I'm lost in a sea of colors I can't seem to understand
Red, Blue, Green,
What diffrence does it reall make when I just feel them slowly absorbing the wavelengths that are meant to keep me sane?
“I’ll make it,” I say
As I am five feet deep in a pool of my problems
I am not sure of myself
I cling to the wall
Breathing doesn’t come easy
“You will make it,” you say
As I wait for you, I hear the rain.I wonder if I'll ever see you again.You left months ago.
For my sweetheart, Ben Gustafson
I promise to hold you close in my arms,
And always keep you away from harm
When you’re feeling down, I’ll be right here
Love ambitiously flowing through my veins;
All of the qualities you possess allow my heart to never rest;
As relationships are always put to the test;
Being in an unhealthy relationship can affect all areas of your life. In my case, it negatively affected my grades in school, my performance on the football field, my mood which hurt my relationship with my family.
My life has been filled to the brim with manipulation masked as love,
Deceit hiding behind a smiling face and seemingly kind eyes.
I’ve been torn between words and actions,
That gracious meet
Of whistling woos.
Oh yearning quivers
Filled by pursing riverruns.
To question tines
Now posed by
Both feather jacks.
To know their times
Laid surged in an infinite.
With tears in my eyes
I look into yours
Our eternal lives
Have been suddenly cut short
Though they are closed tight
A new door unlatched.
why do I stare into your eyes?
not with lust
not with desperation
but with a new found curiosity
because i love you
why do i willingly let you scribe your name into my fragile skin?
not with pain
Love is a feeling
Not an obligation
Not a destination
Not a game
Love is a committment
A never ending work in progress
A solid ground
For better or for worse
Because I love you,
I think about you all the time.
Because I love you,
You make me try to rhyme.
Because I love you,
I tend to have my worries, my jealousies, my fears, my doubts,
His being.
His pure existence.
His hair
Dark brown, curly
That flows naturally through my fingers.
His eyes
False love
That's all I’ll ever know
Your words are like sweet poison
That never comes with an antidote
We have nothing to say
But we can sure sound cute
My generation has got a brand new pair of boots
And we're not taking em off
They all say i look just like youBut not knowing you made me who i am today I never really bothered to ask why you wouldn't stay Whyd you turn your back?Whyd you make it about you?
Today I saw you’re the books your favorite author wrote. I still have all those books you gave me sitting in a pile under a small blue table that you helped me build one day when my parents weren’t home.
Every morning there is a choice.
Get up,
or
get rest.
Give up,
or
fight.
Let the trill continue to ring,
Monday
I walk into the shine,
Admire buds with
Beauty fine,
And thorns that
Kiss
With subtle prick,
And stems
That by the day
Grow thick--
I smile
At my rosebush pick.
My oh my it's all clear.
When one door closes it's true that another one magically appears.
This new door has venues and deepness for days and skin as soft as the breeze on a beautiful May Day.
Friends with benefits
What's the benefit
When I'm falling in love
And you're looking down from the cliff
Through time we will stand, together we won't fall.
When the waves get rough, grasp hands, stand tall.
When your world is shaken and torn at the seams,
I'll hold you tight, through your nightmares and dreams.
Sincerity
Can be found, you know.
Commitment
Is alive, you know.
Joy and excitement come in unity,
You're transparent as glass,
but glass reflects,
and I’m tired of being your panoramic affect.
At 6am, I'm miserable.
Time to get out of bed, move my behind,
Clock in for $7.25 at the daily grind,
Eight hours for this is fucking criminal.
At noon, I'm finally awake.
Write all my wrongs.
I hit my highs and I'm gone.
You make it easy to stay,
Grounded, and well rounded.
I wish I recognized the difference
Between how it felt and how it sounded.
"To change the world is to change your heart"
The paradigm shifts, the brand new starts
From year to year and end to end
The "change that lasts" is a change that bends
To patterns, forms, molds, and parts
Love is our energy
Passion our vitality
Understanding and compassion the vein of our existence
Every time we laugh
When our smiles mirror our hearts
It seems that we will never face resistance
I walk into this empty hearted hall.
My steps heavy, my chest hollow.
My core shakes with mourning...
Nobody knows I am forever stuck in tergiversation.
I stand before myself, under siege with my reflection,
I'm just scared one day you'll find this too stressful.
Turn back to the old you and being resentful .
Nothings easy when you talking bout unifying two .
Especially when it comes to everything being new.
Do I dareCommit?Do I dare act so past regret,So inexorably,Just as Alexander cut the Gordian Knot?So it was that he sealed his fate,Was victim to what he wrought.
"More"
Written By: Madison P. B.
Wanting so badly
Wishing for more
But how can I ask that of you?
I should be happy
That I get something
Caitlin I just have a few words to say
Since last I saw you on the 4th of May
My days were nothing but gloomy and grey
All that kept me sane is the calls to you
Because without them I was sad and blue
a little over a second, a minute over an hour ago,
They called us,
a little over day, a week over a month ago,
They called us,
a little over a year, decades over centuries ago,
They called us the future
I’ve never been more scared in my life,
Days past and time just dwells on.
My dreams do not wait for me,
But seem to leave me behind.
I am lost in a standstill, forever wondering.
I’m scared.
You can't be scared to fall in love with anything even if you know how it ends.
Because no matter what, it will end somehow and it will hurt.
That is an absolute fact.
All I can think is
I don’t want to go there
I don’t want to go there
I’ve always refused to go there
Tour there
Talk about there
Other than the dropping of a name or two
Leather Bound with silver accents
Marking its place with black satin
It’s heavy with thought
And strong with feelings
From the day the boy and girl met
he promised her he’d love her
“till she was greeted by death.”
He prayed that day would never come
and only thought of it with horror.
And she loved him.
A dancer delicately flutters,
Tiptoes,
Pirouettes along the fibers in my mind,
Still suspended in the limbo of REM,
dreaming and lusting to put power to words.
Match the brunt force and desire.
