poems
out of all the poems i've written, there's a few that i find myself more fond of... so here's 26 of my favorite that i think embody my writing style well.
i’ll admire you from afar
just like i do the moon
i’ll sit and stare and smile
as i hum our old favorite tune
that glow that you’ve adopted
from a sun you no longer see
feels so poetic
and so specific to you & me
i suppose i’ll miss you forever
leave the yearning to the stars
with everything you do
i’ll admire from afar
written by - Abby Jeane
i am just a human
with flesh and blood and bone
i take it day by day & work hard for what i own
i want to be free, seen, loved and admired
i want to be understood to where it leaves others inspired
my needs are very simple, wants are overly complicated
i’m living a reality that i myself have created
my emotions are present & strong, i believe it’s good to feel
for without expressing the complexity i would never heal
i dream to be united, to hold my peers close with love
instead we live divided as we hate and yell and shove
killing each other one by one, as if we have no souls
enraged by arguments of finances & polls
i am just like you, you are just like me
why is that always so difficult to see?
you need the resources i do, you have desires i understand
you know a certain topic like the back of your hand
a personality, a fear, a mistake you’ll always regret
you cry, you laugh, you sweat
oxygen is in your lungs as water makes up your body
you need to say i love you, you need to say i’m sorry
children of the maker, and we’ve decided to hate
sending negativity until it’s too late
tension with strangers all because they disagree
i won’t hear them out because they won’t hear me
concern on other’s lives that don’t affect your air
who cares if a boy wears a dress or a girl shaves her hair?
a man loving a man will not make the sky fall down
a woman having political power isn’t going to burn the white house down
it’s always people saying, this is how it’s always been
but now we have a world that’s just hateful and grim
lower your arms for just a moment and really look around
do you realize that gunshots should not be a normal sound?
we shouldn’t feel sick as we nervously watch the news
with this amount of hate we should never see empty pews
it’s always a battle of who’s wrong and who’s right
a war that psychologically we’re all trained to fight
perhaps it’s all of us though, for no one is correct
after all it’s our unity we’ve failed to protect
we bask in the sun as our society is flooded with rain
we glamorize pleasure as we invalidate pain
we tear each down instead of lifting each other up
so many have water and won’t fill another’s cup
social media has become a place to mock, wonder, and compare
it’s seems everything is equal yet nothing is fair
we lure each other in to benefit ourselves
treating hearts like toys we can place on shelves
this world that we have built is progressively falling apart
insteading of bonding together we shoot heart for heart
one day i hope we can put our egos to the side
put down the weapons and words and converge, not collide
come together for good, to restore what we could be
to build a society that is loved by you & me
our needs are so simple, desires are what kill
worldly wants that make monsters refuse to stand still
i am just a human, with flesh and blood and bone
i worry day by day that i’ll lose all i own
regardless of what i want, i just want to be free
to feel accepted and safe to express the real me
to live in a world that is welcoming, humble, and kind
to have a society that constantly sees
we all have the same heart, body, and mind
written by - Abby Jeane
i saw the way you looked at me
at that barbecue dinner table for two
you looked at me as if i was the most precious, heavenly view
like a sink with running water
you quickly turned it off
needed to plug the drain the moment you felt
your heart growing soft
our connection has suddenly hit a halt
back to friends, and that’s your fault
but regardless of what you say or how you claim to be
i saw the stars in your eyes
and i still think you love me
written by - Abby Jeane, phases of the moon
you are so beautiful, like the brightest shining star
i have you so close yet you feel so far
to be called yours, my soul yearns for that name
but i push the truth deep down, only me to blame
maybe you're well aware, have chosen to act clueless
or maybe you feel the same and are intimated by the newness
are we even platonic? i can't even tell
having you like this feels like an angel visiting hell
to just speak my mind, i could if i would
but voicing my thoughts never end good
i wish i could express it, i sit here screaming in a void
back & forth with myself, feeling lovesick & annoyed
dreaming of the day where i finally call you mine
fearful it could crumble, you become my biggest crime
maybe one day i'll get my feelings straight, you'll read my soul like a book
until then i'll be a ticking bomb, melting at your every look
written by - Abby Jeane
i am like a rainy sky
raindrops run down windows
in synchronicity with tears on my face
thunder is a mimic back
to the echo of my screams
the darkness of the sky
copies the gloominess of my mind
and perhaps you feel that you could love me
because you enjoy rainy days
but that’s the thing about storms
they’re fun and beautiful until the rain won’t stop
and floods all that should be bright & warm
so pack up your raincoat & umbrella
and go somewhere you’ll see the sun
for you are the golden beams and deserve the warmth
not a greyscale of coldness
that is my rainy sky
written by - Abby Jeane
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perhaps there's something
romantic
about loving someone
so intensely
that it physically aches you
when things are unwell
written by - Abby Jeane, phases of the moon
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my love
you are the most beautiful poem
so beautiful, that even the greatest poets
could only ever dream to write something
as beautiful as your physique
written by - Abby Jeane, poems for the sun
green eyes like peridot
or maybe they’re blue?
i’ve heard so many things, just can’t tell what’s true
the friends, the drama
she’s been like this for years
so sensitive and emotional, and don’t forget the boys that have brought her to tears
she wrote a book about the last one, i pray for whoever is next
i mean yeah, it shows she really loved him,
but she’s also an obsessive, crazy ex
some say she’s the nicest, a ray of sunshine if you will
some will say the opposite, she made their life a living hell
i know not everyone likes me, and for the first time
i think that’s completely fine
i published a book, i’ve learned to love myself, and i have a new glow
and this one only needs me to shine
written by - Abby Jeane, poems for the sun
abby jeane
like a little kid
you make my eyes glow as i laugh like a little kid
and as i enjoy your presence, i wonder what i did
what i did to get so lucky
to find someone so pure
there’s no news to read, no pot to stir
you grab my face with joy and i flirtatiously push you away
"you’re so beautiful", you smile and say
we gaze into each others eyes like a scene a poet would write
two star-crossed lovers on a starry night
listening to music as we annoyingly sing along
knowing every lyric to every favorite song
drive through the city with nowhere to be
an adventure for the two of us, just you & me
written by - Abby Jeane, an end with no beginning
for if i fall in love
and my words no longer cry
will you still listen?
if i no longer write
of the ghosts of the past
will you still care?
if my poems now hold the soul of the ocean
and no longer grasp the last leaves
of winter’s weeping willows
will you still adore them?
will my happiness ever taste the same affection
that my melancholy did?
written by - Abby Jeane, phases of the moon
the same affection
letter
kiss me once so i can feel it again
kiss me twice so i forget how this ends
kiss me three times to distract me from the fall
kiss me four times so i’m forced to remember it all
written by - Abby Jeane, an end with no beginning
in my highest heels, luv
twirling in a circle, my dress flows all around
happiness radiates off my figure, incapable of a frown
silhouettes hold drinks that spill onto the floor
a night of celebrating, a night of wanting more
glitter from my eyes descends down to my toes
the mystery of how i feel, only he knows
with your hand in mine, we dance the night away
a ballroom for just us, a fairy tale we lived today
written by - Abby Jeane, to neptune & back
dark-eyed beauty
a physique that is shadowed but an aura that glows bright
the human form of the moon at night
soft-spoken voice with opinions loud
she’s easy to care for, she always makes you proud
from the way she parts her hair to the ink on her skin
she is so effortlessly beautiful, her outside & within
big dreams of entertainment & seeing the world
love for her always carried in my pocket furled
a future with her, that would be anyone’s greatest win
for you’d be blessed with her deep-brown eyes & winsome grin
written by - Abby Jeane, to neptune & back
My Journal
Since I was 12, I’ve kept a little journal.
For the last 6 years, I’ve written every single thought and feeling I’ve had.
When I met you, I introduced your name to my pen and paper, the same way I had with the previous boys I’d sent my heart to.
Weeks of excitement grew into months, and eventually a year; your name on the paper every night.
I read them to you; my precious, sacred, silly little entries.
You were always on the page, my books being filled with your name.
Now I weep as I continue to write your name,
struggling to admit that just like the other boys,
your chapter has come to a close.
written by - Abby Jeane, a delicate heart
Rainy Saturday morning
Red shirt, coffee bar.
I watch you from afar.
Curious if you noticed me,
hurts that I'm someone you don’t want to see.
Two cars, parallel.
Seeing you is a new hell.
One boy, one girl.
Two strangers who once made each other’s heart swirl.
Heaven knows we’ll never be the same,
So I’ll just break inside anytime someone mentions your name.
written by - Abby Jeane, a delicate heart
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i want to be your moon
you said you didn’t want to be my world,
but you wanted to be my moon
you told me that in your backyard on a summer night in june
i didn’t understand, i wanted to be your sun
i wanted to be the giver of light & child-like fun
even though we’ve split, our hopes have still come true
your daylight, so yellow; my moonshine, so blue
you really are my moon, for you’re always lingering there
even when i can’t see you, there’s the presence of your stare
i really am your sun, for i gave you the light to glow
away from me you’ve gone dim, you & i both know
the moon always comes back, asking to be relit by the sun
the sun always agrees, for she knows that he’s the one
you linger in my sky, and one day you’ll ask for my light once again
i’ll watch your silhouette, shining bright until then
written by - Abby Jeane
my heart is like a flower
only it doesn’t need the sun
it blooms on its own
for souls who aren’t the one
beautiful are the petals
and heavenly does it appear
aching that it grows so tall
when watered by my tears
when springtime’s warm tune sings
i hope it’ll find a bee
someone who’s compassionate & loving towards me
but only ever does it find wasps who want to prey on my sweetness
who want what’s on the surface and leave me in meekness
my heart is like a flower,
perhaps it should try to find the sun
for maybe that’ll be the key to truly finding the one
written by - Abby Jeane
touched but unseen
i grew up being told
to be weary of the boys
that if they like what they see
they’ll treat you like one of their toys
now i’m all grown up
free to do what i want
and i’ve quickly come to learn
that it wasn't just a taunt
the boys start off so nice
make me laugh & compliment my eyes
but it seems each and every time
that kindness is just a disguise
for before i can even blink
something quickly flips
you’ve gone from gently holding my hand
to subtlety touching my hips
your look of admiration
is now a look of lust
you undress me with you eyes
and promise you’re someone i can trust
all i want is true affection
something that starts slow & pure
yet i’m always placed in a situation
where we kiss and i’m left unsure
you want to touch my body
while i want to touch your soul
multiple places you could score
but you’ve already chosen your goal
i’m your girl late at night
when you’re laying in bed alone
but the minute the sun comes up
i’ll be deleted from your phone
none of it makes me happy
to be lusted over in a feral way
yet i allow it to continue
in hopes i’ll get your attention for the day
society is a sick place
full of worldly desires
i’ll remain in the public eye
catching the attention of promiscuous buyers
written by - Abby Jeane
olivia,
i write in this letter all i wish to say
knowing that i may not be able to find the words that day.
your presence makes me nervous & i find myself weak,
so i’m writing you this to express the words i wish to speak.
there isn’t a word that can express how sorry i feel,
and there isn’t an action i could take to make this all heal.
since the day i walked away, you stayed in my head.
my body left but my soul stood next to yours, full of dread.
your name & voice became intertwined echoes of my mind
and my dreams were filled with your beauty & golden shine.
i attempted to forget, but your shadow would still follow.
found myself making empty promises to someone
who made me feel hollow.
the anger i sent you was very unreasonable,
and the love i found was only seasonal.
the angels would never accept a guy like me, and i’m
confident your presence is the closest i’ll ever be.
when it comes to eternity, i believe i’d give it up.
for an eternity without you would feel like an empty cup.
there’s not a soul on this earth that could complete me the way yours does,
you are a golden gift sent from the heavens above.
i’ll admit, i made a mess of us.
i left and lied and broke your trust.
you have every reason to hate me & curse me out,
it’s completely valid if you take my words with doubt.
all i can hope for is a second chance,
or just to be fortunate enough to get one more glance.
in every way i can, i want to make it up to you.
win back your trust & prove my love true.
i lost you once and i don’t want to lose you again.
i’m sorry for how long it took me; i want you olivia.
today, tomorrow, until the very end.
written by - Abby Jeane, wistful solitude of a poetic mind
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My Bedroom
It’s most depressing here.
Lying here, the sunlight that peaks through the clouds
shines through my blinds.
Silence.
Only the faint sound of the tv and the outside world,
and the loud echoing of my thoughts.
I can’t call you, can’t text you, and I won’t see you today.
This is more depressing than when I’m crying my eyes out and talking about it.
Because in this moment,
I’m just numb.
written by - Abby Jeane, a delicate heart
bundle of white roses
a bundle of white roses is what he gave me
an entire bundle, not just one or two or three
he remembered they were my favorite, i had mentioned it once
wasn’t a recent conversation, it had to of been months
but still, there he stood on the porch of my front door
25 stems in hand, unlike anyone i’d been with before
unable to find my words, i smiled & began to cry
he wiped my tears & laughed while behind him was a purple-pink sky
such a generous gift, it shows the person he is
so charmed i am, to call myself his
written by - Abby Jeane, to neptune & back
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truest love
no connection could ever compare
to the one that the letters & i share
the paper & ink
and the candle that provides the light
no man could ever love me
in the way i love to write
written by - Abby Jeane, phases of the moon
loml
the love of your life is what you called me one february evening
a time when we were young and together still dreaming
you held me in your arms promising you’d never let me go
claiming that my body was the only one you’d ever wish to know
what we had was so pure, you didn’t feel like the others
i never felt pressured to get under the covers
the love of my life is what i wrote in poems & letters
for each aspect of my life i wanted you tethered
though others looked upon us, i believed my judgement was clear
i never thought you leaving was something i should fear
now i stare at the ceiling and reflect on it all
hoping that maybe, just maybe, one day you’ll call
i write of a love that i barely got to know
as i constantly wonder what truly made him go
oh how tragic for love to become loss
how dreadful that our connection, you decided to toss
the love of your life is how not long ago you viewed me
but the loss of my life, you’ve decided to be
written by - Abby Jeane, an end with no beginning
if i could
i’d stare at you until my eye sockets bled
i’d learn the scripts of words you’ve said
i’d repaint my bedroom walls to whatever color you find nice
because being loved by you
comes with no price
written by - Abby Jeane, phases of the moon
color of him
his aura was orange like the fire that touched my soul
his jewelry was silver like the invisible string that tied our pull
his eyes were brown like a dark forest in which i had found myself lost
his shirt had hints of green and white, presence that was richer than any cost
his dark hair and white skin
paired like black tourmaline placed on snow
the vibrance of his mind
like a classroom that stores everything i yearn to know
the connection was burning red
like taillights coming to life
feelings that were overwhelming
as intense of a mustang’s interior stife
his soul was a deep blue
sadness had its lock
but the sound of his voice was yellow
such a joy & excitement when he’d talk
he was the most vibrant, colorful soul i’d felt i’d ever met
my life felt black and white, was sure my color palette was set
for a short amount of time
i experienced colors i didn’t even know were real
colors that had such a hue, you could physically feel
that’s why the memory of him is so difficult to release
i hate to return to my colorless chaos
when he showed me a colorful peace
written by - Abby Jeane, phases of the moon
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him
her
this was never what i wanted, i thought it would always be you
i don’t understand how you so easily beat my spirit black & blue
there’s a lot you don’t know, so much i need to explain
did you ever once think about the hell you caused me, the scars from the pain?
it was never to spite you, i was just a stupid guy
you left me in the dark as soon as you saw me cry
i know how it looked, but believe me when i say that she was never you
your betrayal was so deep, how can i know what’s true?
i’m so sorry for the hurt, i hope we can try again
and if i let you return, who’s to say you won’t cause another end?
written by - Abby Jeane, wistful solitude of a poetic mind