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your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
I am in awe of you,
In a constant state of wonderment,
Why me?,
How am I enough for you?,
I made the grade!,
You chose me,
I am yours,
All yours, forever,
I am in awe of you,
Don't ever let me go.

(C)  24/02/2020
Anna B
The blade on my skin
Slides like butter on bread
What can I say? It helps releive stress
Been telling that lie to myself
For way too long, but that's what happens
When someone's not quite strong
This is one of my first poems and I was scared to share it with anyone until now
With your words
The Knife.

Knowing and not knowing,
Afraid and clueless.

A thing that used to be,
The dust on the mantle.

Will never be the same
The blood that was spilled across the floor.

This crime scene filled with pain and sorrow and regret.  The murderer and the victim one in the same—but also separate.  Two hearts that both dance to the same miserable song.
Oof...  I wrote this one a while ago...

(Also this poem is dedicated to my father, like a like a lot of my poems)
Skyler M
Don't you make me laugh,
I just wanna be sad,
Your smile is looking bad,
Drop dead and sink instead.

Sometimes I fear that dad is dead,
Broken down and turned out mad,
***-luck as the grand-dad fad,
Fresh out of luck aren't ya'?
her astrological sign
could be compared to
a glitch in the solar system
it split her &twisted
she's a true Gemini
also the twisted sister
she eats cotton candy
buckles up on the rides
as she also swallows down
a bottle of whiskey
jumps through fire rings
like it aint no thing

she is Majestically white
born with a black alicorn
a dual split
a double edge sword
Rosa: Wieloświat leży poza granicami odczuwania Gombrowicza
i obserwacji Grotowskiego, natomiast HERODY/ Herodenspiel
von Stefan Kosiewski pozwalają obserwatorowi na życie nowe
vita nuova we wieloświatłowości kwantowej  (ang. multiverse theater).
Ashly Kocher
The candle goes out again
Relighting then flame
Burning brighter then before
Even if it’s just a Dream
I wrote this on the spot just because. Don’t know why but it fits into so many lives. Even if you feel
Your candles flame burning low or going out, you always have enough strength to relight it again.... positivity.
moon child
"I am

   That's how you
Shadow Dragon
Get a job,
a husband or wife.
Make yourself comfortable
in your own life.
So they tell me
or would have told me
if they were still alive.
But they are dying slowly
by the magic pills.
They are no longer there
to protect and care.
I no longer have devils
that whisper and scream.
They can do both
but now they are doing non.
And I can see myself having fun,
not caring or staring
into nothingness.
Yet it leaves me in mourning
to know they are about to die.
Maybe if I hold on a little longer
I won't be lonely and then find myself
a job, husband or wife.
It got lonely last night,
So I thought of you.
In the brisk of the cold night,
You were the far shining moon.
Cluttered in the figments of you,
Collecting some in my jar,
If solitude was the next name of love,
You gave me all you had.
in between
where I’ve been
and where I want to be
the skeleton of our love lies
if they say a one-word poem,
i'll write your name...
tears glisten in the moonlight,
but it shines too bright.
blocking out reality,
and the sad fatality.
of my heart,
and it's broken parts.
I think the devil is after me
can feel it in my bones
everytime I'm alone
someone crawls into my head
filled with demons he sends
he tells them to stay still
slowly I'll destroy myself
i met you
as the leaves fell
and the sky turned grey

the world grew cold
as my heart turned warm

i missed you
as the leaves grew back
and the sky turned blue

the world grew warm
as my heart turned cold
Little voices
Stuck in a trance
A key to dance
Wanting to be let out
For you
haven't been having a good day and this came to mind
Is the sky really the limit
or did I just lose too many feathers
before I could manage to get off the ground?
Donall Dempsey

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.
Losing you
is the last thing
I want to

is what I

Every minute
I wish will
never end

You are amazing!
You're a star!
Trust me, I know
that's what you are

Funny, Kind, and Smart
Traits that help
heal a broken

Always there
cause you care
You will never walk
Same problems.
A number doesn’t signal change.
People signal difference.
You've left me
In the dark
I hear the sounds
Of the night
The nightingale sings
But I cannot see it
For it has abandoned me
Same as you
Do I even know what happiness looks like?
Were you eve happy?
Do I only care about my own happiness?
Do I truly know what love is?
Am I OK?
I don't know anymore
Violet Bliss
We do not own anybody, but ourselves
He is mine
Love's only weakness
Is also its greatest strength:
It defies reason

My thoughts on Valentine’s Day
with my bare hands
i can build
for you
the heavens

i will ask from you
nothing in return

except one thing
They will tell you
All poetry has been written
There is nothing new
Under the moon
But let me tell you
They don’t know you
You are as unique
As the DNA that exists
Within your frame
The ripples on your thumbprint
No one ever had the same.


You have something to say
Say it proudly
Say it boldly
Never let them scold you.

Never let them make you go away.
I love it when someone tells me to keep writing. You should keep writing too!
What is Longing?
Longing is Love.
He said:
When I'm with you I miss her
When I'm with her I miss you...
That's Poliamory essence
Random thought at midnight.
Happy Family day
and now i don’t know where you are.

              *           ANOTHER   +. °
°             +            °            °             *.      +
          *          °             +    
   line of  time
        And in
                   *                            *   another
   WE weRe     *             +                               °     +                  °      HAPPY TOGETHER.
Maybe just maybe you'll want me in another dimension diane.
Madilyn Cook
i've seen a million no's
plastered into the night sky

if the dawn is yes
life has been a constant midnight

should i even keep asking
where is the sun?
i am begging
please come out

one yes
in a sea of no

that's all it would take for me
to know

that maybe this isn't all for nothing.

          i go
              you go.
moon child
"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
I am drunk on depression
And high on helplessness
Maybe one more bad decision
Will cure my restlessness

Will your kiss save me?
Or push me further down
Will you reach out and save me?
Or be like the rest and let me drown

What’s one more mistake
In a life led by them
One more thing to keep me awake
I have so many of them
the pictures
of her
may have been
still photos
they always
moved me
Anmol Mago
"I don't understand your poems"
she told me so often

[and yet
in each
of my verses
there is
so much
more of her
and so
little of me]
Dedicated to (you)

sometimes the ones you try and forget, are the ones that matter the most
they said i was like a bird
supposed to fly in the air
without a care

so explain to me
And it stings

It stings from head to toe

The words you say

They hurt

They hurt each and every ounce of me

And you'll never understand that

When one mean thing

Sends me into depression.
unholy ghost
my hands
slipped today
cut my finger
on the blade of
a box cutter

the bubbling of
panic, the bubbling
of blood

the pool of it
the mess
the flash in the moment

of pressing that blade
to the skin of my

it is the oddest sensation to
feel both relieved that

I was too cold
that I was shaking
that it hurt
too much

and disgusted by
the weakness -

and somewhere in

I didn't do it
ok okay
So many people focus on finding love
I'm too busy finding myself
Why can't you comprehend
The words even my dog can understand
People come and go*, they say
but I just want someone to stay.
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