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Rhianna Thorn Jan 2015
its like a tap,
that's broken and
wont stop dripping
the sound of it driving
you to near insanity
with every splash
drip
drip
drip
every time i remember
you're gone its like
another drip from
that tap
drip
and i try my hardest
to shut it off
i hold and tug
and twist and pull
but it just drips more
and more
and i cant stop it
because it is my constant anger,
pain
and frustration you're gone
and i cant get you back
Music
flows through my mind
And makes my heart rhythm again
after the beat was misplaced
*tap tap tap
Playing around with noises in poetry
Sombro Dec 2014
Riding the tide
It waves like a wild arm
Crashing into all we know
All childhood comforts gone

We are accountable for:
Our friends
Our homes
Our lives

Nothing could whiten me
But the truth of the fact
That now if I want to eat and sleep
I have to wring myself out
And watch my spirit flow away

Down the tap
Swetank Modi Oct 2014
"Love Tap" my ***,
You kicked my beautiful head,
I don't call that love
TSK Sep 2014
You're in the tap of my foot
As I wait for the bus
In every song we used to sing.
Though it would be good
To forget about us
I remember every little thing.
Salomé Albrecht Aug 2014
Tap, tap, and tap faster now
to the beat she’d exclaim

Her fingers would dance over black and white keys
as her expression screamed passionate
She held herself up with ease, dressed in love
Poise could very well be her middle name
Patience and respect dangled, I imagined
from her tousled brown hair
Laughter to be thankful for in her piano lesson

Clap, clap, and clap faster now
to the beat she’d exclaim

- salome albrecht
For my piano teacher.
Josiah Wilson Jul 2014
How does something so completely right feel completely wrong?
How does something make me feel at ease, yet make my dread so strong?
It's this complicated, complex problem tearing me apart
This paradoxical, puzzling thing that's ripping at my heart

It confuses me
So easily
Tap
Tap
Inside my brain
This is driving me
Insane

How does something I love so much make me feel this uneasy?
How does the thought put my head in a spin, and make me queasy?
It's this intricate, enigmatic problem I can not solve
This mysterious, mystifying thing around which I revolve

It perplexes me
So easily
Tap
Tap
Inside my head
Makes me wish that I
Was dead

These voices arguing inside me won't be quiet
No matter what I do or say
And they all belong to me
And I just wish that they would
SHUT.
UP.
Tried something different with the style of this one, let me know what you think.
Tristan Ortega May 2014
Tip
Tap
Tip
Tap
I left the water tap open.
Tip Tap
The water starts dripping down.
The sound of each drop
Banging on the metal sink,
Echo through the hollow hallways
Of my house.
Awakening every heavy eyelid
And quiet soul.
Tip Tap
Tip Tap
I left my mouth open.
The words start dripping down.
The sound of every word
Banging on the soft soul of every person it hits,
Echo through the hollow hallways of their heart.
Awakening every hidden fear and insecurity.
Tip Tap
I left the water tap open.
Tip Tap
I let my words be unwillingly spoken.
new poem :)
Mary-Elizabeth Apr 2014
We dance* for laughter,
We dance for tears,
We dance for madness,
We dance for fears,
We dance for hope,
We dance for screams,

We are the dancers,
We create the dreams!

— The End —