Peter Pan
Peter Pan
Sep 23, 2013

I saw some one
Who looked like you
The other day
My heart stopped
Wrong place
Wrong time
It wasn't you
And I'm moving on

Bria Prior
Mar 4, 2011

I write in thieves argot
I'm far gone......too deep to resurface
not worth it, go further
into my mind, i'm blind to the time
Life is fleeting, and i am bleeding
needing    to        get        by
  while i get high......
Passing the day,
in a way, that keeps me dragging too slow
with no where to go
stuck in the muck, without any luck
pain struck while i fuck myself
into the ground,
with no sound       to    wake    me
I ramble on, gambling on
unlucky eyes
send in spies to cut ties
with my past, the memories last
carve my name in your heart
we fell apart.............

here        gone              forgotten

Apr 3

When I am in statistics I cannot focus
because the world around me is ending in my mind
slowly fading into something without meaning
until I cannot breathe and I have to leave
to go cry in the bathroom.

When I am in my statistics class I cannot focus
because there is a boy there who looks like my favorite porn star
I know what his penis looks like
     or might look like
     Schrödinger's dick in a box.

I cannot help but stare at him and
picture him in gym shorts and no boxers
or cargo pants and no boxers
or just in boxers

It's an uncomfortable feeling of morbid intrigue that
makes me tap my toes too fast.

I want to know him.

I want to tell him that
I love the way he smiles
and laughs and communicate s
and makes sure everyone is safe and happy.

I can only watch porn that has behind-the-scenes features.
It's comforting to know that
everyone is happy and
everything is consensual and
everyone is having fun.
I get too invested in these people, too attached -

One time I had to give up
and take a moment to breath
because I was just so overwhelmed with pride
Like a parent watching their kid graduate after all their hard work.

And that feeling is not okay.

And seeing that boy in my class is not okay,

Because I feel so proud of all he's accomplished
So when he answers a question right in class all I can think about is
When he sucked a dick on camera for the first time
And the first time he licked whipped cream off another man's nipples
And it's very distracting.

When I am in statistics I cannot focus
because I start to worry that I will fail this class
and then I start to worry that I will hate my future
and then I worry about having a future in the first place,
bunching up into an unfocused, panicking, asthmatic mess.

The porn star boy is a distraction.

It's because of him that I'm passing this class.

( and in a way, a stupid, silly way,
it's because of him that I'm alive. )

#anxiety   #help   #college   #porn   #failing   #statistics  
Jeanne Fiedler
Jeanne Fiedler
Jan 28, 2012

My name is Sandy
My twin sister's name is Suzy
We hang out together
Dressed up so cutely

We look so much alike
This is so very true
But there are some things
Only I like to do

She is funny
and laughs so loud
I am the thoughtful
one in the crowd

She likes green
I like blue
She likes the playground
I like it too

We  do look alike
Sometimes you can see
But  there are all the times
When I am just me!

Maia Victoria
Maia Victoria
Jul 19, 2013

We match
Look alike
And say the same things.
We write shitty poetry
And love shiny rings.
We have the same thoughts
The same voices,
Same minds,
And it is almost like
We're not one but two of a kind.

So, as some of you know, I semi-recently found out I have all these illegitimate half siblings. Cool, right? Well I was just skyping with one of them and it was seriously sketchy. We were so alike. I don't even know how to describe it. It's crazy!
Rich KillJoy
Rich KillJoy
May 18, 2014

When the skies and the grounds were one, the legends,
through their twelve forces,
nurtured the tree of life.
An eye of red force created the evil
which coveted the heart of tree of life,
and the heart slowly grew dry.
To tend and embrace the heart of tree of life,
the legends hereby divide the tree in half and hide each side.
Hence, time is over-turned and space turns askew.

The twelve forces divide into two
and create two suns that look alike
into two worlds that seem alike.
The legends travel apart.
The legends shall now see the same sky
but shall stand on different grounds,
shall stand on the same ground
but shall see different skies.

The day the grounds be kept a single file
before one sky in two worlds that seem alike,
the legends will greet each other.
The day the red force is purified,
the twelve forces will reunite into one perfect root,
a new world shall open up.

This exo's mama intro
#exo   #kpop  
Dec 25, 2010

The crow and the cuckoo look alike
Even the cuckoos are hatched by the crow
But they sing a different song
They can not live along

salt and camphor look the same
But their tastes are different
Salt is meant for adding taste to pudding
Camphor is meant for a god's worshipping

We can’t decide anything by its looks
Nor can we judge a human by the sweet talks
We should observe how he walks
In trying conditions the way she acts

Joshua A
Joshua A
Mar 3, 2011

Hungry and forlorn
Our chests are open
Trying to taste the sky
Stain me with your touch
Imbrue me with affection
Will what I seek from you-
Point me in the right direction?
Or lead me to my demise?
Restless from our indiscretions
And running out of rhymes
I have nothing to confess to you
Will you paint for me my next line?
But I'm not ready for it yet
Hang it up to dry-
On the tip of my tongue
And as much as I try,
this is a battle I feel cannot be won.
A dozen roses in the garden
And I can't pick just one.
It changes with the rising and
Setting of the sun.
Yet when I close my eyes,
It's you on the inside.
And when I stop to think
It's you lingering on the tips of my fingers
My marionette dancing
To the tune of an unwritten song
In a-minor.
You would think-
That I have decided than...
Gone in a whisper
On to the next picture
A different face
Who makes my heart race
Almost the same
And what I can't figure out,
Is what almost means?
You two are almost the same
You look alike, talk alike
Walk alike, almost act alike
But where's the discerning difference?
How does one decide when-
Hungry and forlorn
This chest is open
Trying to taste the sky
If only it would give me an answer
But angels aren't on my side
When I'm trying to pick
Between two of them...
[Insert clever line here]
I'm weary of my mind,
Someone make it up for me.
Results may vary.


Mahima Gupta
Mahima Gupta
May 6, 2014

I’ve tried to

Convey a Different


Expected the sun to rise

But there are 

A set of paradigms

Which make my words

Seem incomprehensible 

Human nature 

Which makes

Look alike 


Which destroy
the aura 
Of life 

Gluttony which 

Corrupts the imbecile 
And nevertheless

Darkness which 

Collapses into my soul 

Electrifying the originality

And making everything seem

As if

They’re rewritten.

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