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melli7 Dec 2015
Self-worth
measured in:
1) pounds and
2) passing glances from

strangers
Sreeja Banerjee Dec 2015
Ami
I believe in love
not a bickering of the broken heart
I believe in love
with the tangled emotions overwhelming me
I believe in love
though there is someone who can see a cynic in me

I’m beautiful
not to the masses
I’m beautiful
to the ones I choose to show this trait in me
I’m beautiful
to those who choose to see this trait in me

I’m a poet
not by writing rhyming verses
I’m a poet
with the numbness, dullness of the poetic verses in me
I’m a poet
by being the person that is me
The word 'Ami'  means 'me' in my vernacular language, Bengali.
IcySky Dec 2015
Dear Self,

When hurt and broken down,
sadness and depression take over,
thoughts become suicidal,
life doesn't seem fair.

You don't seem worthy,
of the things in your life...
Family, lover, friends...
you're worthless.

Dear Self,

When laughing and smiling,
happiness takes over,
those suicidal thoughts,
are gone away.

You have so much to live for,
and have much support,
from family, lover, and friends.
You are priceless.

Dear Self...
Please stay smiling and happy,
Laugh... just to say all is ok,
Remember, life is worth living.
When down and depressed, and all you want to do is die...
just remember that it's just all in your head...
Love is still burning bright in your heart,
it may flicker every once in a while,
but never goes out....
Oscar Mann Oct 2015
The saddest man I ever met
Wasn’t that lonely beggar
Who hunts for food in garbage bins
And performs incoherent monologues
Because there’s nobody to listen

The saddest man I ever met
Wasn’t that social media hero
Who tries to gain some self-worth
By creating a superman persona
Because there’s nobody that really knows him

The saddest man I ever met
Wasn’t even that peculiar man
Who keeps on staring through the window
Imaging the people passing by are terrorists
Or at least bloodthirsty aliens

The saddest man I ever met
He’s actually quite happy
And ignorant of his ignorance
Blatantly he rips through lives
As if he’s the Next Big God’s Gift
Elemenohp Oct 2015
Weeds that grow, wind to and fro
We cannot let them go,
I can not let them go.

Abrasively dismayed
By the ones, with whom she played.

Winding up a glaze,
To cover eyes at which you gaze.

Melting forests, tied with old
Thoughts and feelings, poured the mold,
Upon which hardships now behold.

Carry on your storm,
For it is why the sky was born.
madrid Oct 2015
I must not weep
I must not break
I must not cry
a must to fake
I must not scream
I must not bleed
they must not see
this part of me

should I
no I shouldn't
should I
oh how redundant
stand up straight
keep a smile
it has for months
become your style

I must not lose
I must not give in
I must not chase
I must not sin
I must not sigh
I must not waver
I must not hope
I must not miss her.
We stopped looking for monsters under our bed when we realized they were inside of us.
In a sea of emotions desperately clinging onto a life saver that never clung to me
i am sadden by these unfortunate events
i never expected our love to die so quickly and so cruel
all the time and effort have been thrown out to the sea

i have never imagined this ending
i have never imagined you cheating
i have never imagined myself this hurt
i have never imagined...

i am lost again.
i lost myself in the process of loving and trying to understand you
i allowed that to happen
why did i allow that to happen?
i don't deserve to be hurt by you
You are nothing
and i am something
You are nothing
and i am something
but You made me feel like nothing
not even an apology slipped out your mouth
not even an exert of effort to fix this
i feel all kinds of things now
pain, disgust, anger...
i can only blame You
i blame You for making this heart hard again
You broke me so much that i can never more broken
You broke me so much that i feel so small.
When it comes to thy self
Doubt has never left
But to me, thou art the brightest
Thee has come to believe
that thy ability is the best nevertheless
Shakespeare wanna be...
Carly Laskowski Aug 2015
there are so many ways I could describe you;

but I would start with the way your eyes look behind those black-rimmed glasses that emphasize your perfect chocolate brown eyes that you sometimes you wear green contacts to cover because you don't like it when they're tawny.

and your smile is brighter than a new fluorescent light bulb that has just been put in; so white that even the whites of your lovely eyes couldn't compare. I really love when you smile, especially the ones you direct at me. even when you laugh, you seem so effortlessly flawless that it takes me a minute to catch my breath that you constantly seem to take away.

don't get me started on the way you kiss. there was so much passion and affection and want. it was like your life depended on morphing your mouth with mine. it was actually the most empowering feeling I'd ever had.

but there's much more to you than just the physical attributes;

maybe I should depict the way you always hold yourself together and seem so strong but when you finally fall apart, you always let me know how you're feeling and it makes me wonder what I did to become so important that you would allow me to be your allegorical shoulder to cry on.

how about your silly stories that always make me smile or laugh because I know it makes you feel good to know that we can still joke around together even after all the mistakes we made and awkward moments when it was pretty much impossible for us to be in the same room to get to the point we're at now.

I can always tell when you are having a bad day or when you just don't want to talk to anyone and I respect those times because everyone goes through hard times and sometimes, you just need to be alone in your own mind for a while and block out everything and everyone else.

sometimes I wonder how I could've let someone who clearly wanted to build a relationship with me get away. things were a little rocky at the start, I was nervous and unsure, you were experienced and confident. I admit that I acted solely out of exploration but it doesn't mean that I didn't care about you. I did and I still do.

they're just not the same feelings that they used to be. they transformed from an infatuation to an appreciation. I used to think I might've been in love with you. but then I opened my heart up and I noticed that there was a difference. I still think you're attractive and I still admire your personality but, I just don't think we could be a "we".

but I really would like to say "thank you". you gave me attention that I'd never encountered before. you helped me recognize my worth and that is the most important thing that anyone could have done for me.
August 7, 2015.
irsorai Aug 2015
We strive to be desired,
forgiven,
beloved,
but when someones tries to give us,
shows us that we are worth all of that,
we back down,
we run away,
because we don’t know how to desire,
to forgive and love ourselves.
Copyright © irsorai
2014
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