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 308° 
Giuliana Modugno
I thought I needed you,
I just needed myself
J2020
 172° 
Chicken
It was an
Especially
Self indulgent course
Eaten heartily
For far too long.
Imagine being at deaths door, and suddenly realising that you had never truly lived.
boom.


that's it.
that's the poem.
Art is antiwar, no exceptions.
 141° 
Breeze
Coffee and creamer
was never your thing
you liked it black
bitter
i liked mine
milky sweet.
i never should have gave up
coffee and creamer
to try and be your
black and bitter
two different
coffee mugs
for two different
coffee drinkers
:----D  just for fun.
 136° 
Sarah Synk
Sometimes...
   Smiling seems so right...
       Sometimes....
          Smiling seems so wrong....
              If we could get rid of the negative emotions that would be nice but...
        But nearly impossible.
                 Sometimes...
                    Smiling seems so right...
                             Sometimes smiling seems so wrong.
~Emotions are just emotions~
 115° 
riri
I was always in the fire
Running through the flames
Pins and needles stabbing me
The heat ripping my skin apart

Then I was in the water
Sinking further into the depths of the sea
Gasping for air
The ocean was filling my lungs

Those in the fire don't care
They never do
But you
You threw me in that ocean

I'm back on earth now
But I'm wounded
The scars and memories
It's all engraved in me
Different people can hurt you in different ways
 112° 
Jasmine Reid
I’m finding peace
In your silence

I’m finding peace
In your rage

I’m finding peace
In your absence

I’m finding peace
In being silent

I’m finding peace
In my anger

I’m finding peace
In my solitude
I’m getting used to being alone again
 99° 
David P Carroll
My love for you grows stronger every day
So powerful and deep this love will never fade away
Through thunderstorms high winds and snow
It will withstand every pain
So take my hands and just
Listen to our heart's beating
They will always beat together in love
And my beautiful sweetheart
I'll love you more
Every day with every heartbeat.
True Love ❤️💖
If I see the car ahead of me drive off a  collapsed bridge I
stop.  I don't need first-hand experience on all things.
i love you,
and to prove it,
i need to end myself?
it's not  that I'm scared,
but i would die,
not knowing,
if you smiled,
when you knew,
i loved you more than myself
a lot of people **** themselves to show someone how they love them, but if you did you will never be able to know if your love for them, made them smile
 83° 
Victoria
i would never hurt you
on purpose,
but i'm not too good
at repenting,
hopelessly entranced
by this poison.
if you still can love me,
please,
love me.
but if you must hate,
then hate me.
 81° 
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim



Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity but the computer is not correct
455 likes and loves
Beware.
 68° 
Quarks
It's been quite a while
Since I saw that smile.
We haven't seen in each other in days.
We used to be something, the world says.
I guess I was just under an illusion;
You were just the world's collusion.
I know we are completely through
But I still tell the stars about you
 66° 
INDEED
I do had someone







yesterday
 63° 
verwandlung
My beautiful sunflower,
of warm, yellow joy -
infectious - as sunshine
beams across our faces.

An abundance of petals,
golden in the light.
Growing toward the sun,
striving for perfection.

Our beautiful sunflower,
nurtured and thriving,
growing through my heart, warm
with happiness and love.
happiness of being in love? feels gross to read it now haha
 60° 
Ally Ann
My doctor diagnosed me
with restless legs
and I say:
That is my body trying to outrun itself,
my legs try to flee
when it believes my mind is already asleep,
it is searching for a way out
but only finds discomfort
and never-ending sleepless nights
in its fight to be free
 59° 
Jeremy Stacy
Entice me with your coquetry
so precise that it’s like poetry
I meet it with my suavity
in a game with reciprocity
I appreciate the honesty
 56° 
noelle
it doesn't matter
if you don't feel the same,
but i love you
with everything.
 53° 
Crystal Goddess
My depression came in as a wave
and ended up a tsunami.
 47° 
Marty Thibodaux
To walk the barren rocky lay,
across the tattered lands,
brought madness that which came to stay,
inside the broken sands.
 41° 
JD
Some secrets are meant to be broken,
to save another.
Some secrets are dark and destructive,
and we need to heal.
Some secrets are meant to be kept secret,
as they are to deep to share.
We cannot always say how we feel so we have to keep that love forever in our hearts.
 40° 
Bea Autumn
Time flies by so fast then its past

Remember special moments always last

So make some memories to treasure

Each day have and give some pleasure

So when second chances do come by

To love again say yes reach for the sky

Because I love the moments in time

When you're with me and you are mine

Cherish and relish everyday while you can

Precious are the moments when love is the plan
make every moment count
 35° 
amanda
amanda
amand
aman
ama
am
i
allowed to admit
these letters
are losing meaning
everyday?
some days
i don't want to be me

some days i don't want
to be a person
 29° 
Heather
Him
His face
The sight brings a smile to yours
His eyes
You can stare into them forever
His lips
You wish you can kiss them
His hands
You wish you can intertwine them with yours
His mind
It intrigues you
His soul
You can love it for eternity
His heart
It doesn't belong to you
 28° 
Melanie Jackson
write me a song
a small one that i can sing
A L O N G
i dont want to dance alone
so write me your favorite
S O N G
if only so i can understand
your elaborate
M I N D
 27° 
leila
Loneliness
swallows me up,
I shed
the tears of despair
After
the shakes of volcanic pain
Having
a deep sigh inside
Gotten used
to impossible returns.
 27° 
Captain Trips
It's hard to know
When to quit.
What to quit.

A friend once told me:
"One vice at a time."

But maybe I put
To much meaning
Into his words.

Because he blew his head off
With his service pistol,
And I'm still here. So...
That's gotta mean something,
Right?

Quitting.
Maybe what I need to quit
Is this mindset of extremes.
There may be more value
In finding the balance between
Keeping on keeping on,
And knowing when
enough is enough.

Balance.
Quitting.
Keeping on.

Not everything has to be
An on-off switch, Justin.
Treat yourself
Like a dimmer,
And find that perfect
Balance of light within.
Talking to myself.
 27° 
Nellie 55
I've studied my actions like there will be a test
Flunked out and still couldn't rest
Graded my own personality and still wasn't the best
Misspelled actions and scribble some of my past
Used a highlighter to brighten some of my success
I hope I learn fast
Not in a rush but I atleast have to see the highlighted points
I hit up my memories like a text book
Wondering when will be the next break because I don't remember the last one I took
Dyslexia caused me to read slower
Doesn't mean much it just means I'm cautious with my flaws
Trying to improve and thats all
 25° 
misha
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

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
 25° 
Shy
You were
My sigh of relief
And now
You’re gone
And I’m sitting here
Gasping for air
 25° 
Talullah
Staring on with somber eyes,
Into the dreary December.
Austere flowers in this life,
And nectarines so bitter.
 25° 
ghost
why should I apologize
for being a monster
when no one apologized
for turning me into one
 25° 
Kaitlyn Marie
..
imagine being isolated from everything you love






take those painfully intense emotions
make them be your guide to loving more, loving stronger, and being the fire that you still are, maybe just smoking, maybe you can't see anything at all.

But you were born to ignite your true colors

Even if you can't see with you heart
 24° 
elaine
you never asked to read my poetry
maybe that was the sign.
i told you i wrote for fun,
you shrugged and moved on.
red flags went up everywhere, but i didn’t bother looking
 24° 
Dr Peter Lim
Even if I could
          I'm not sure I would
 24° 
Laura M Julio S
To that baby
That kid
That teenager
That adult

Growing inside me
I’m afraid
                 Of the pain
                                    I may feel

                                    It may cause
  I’m afraid
                 Of growing

                                    Up

                                    Old
 23° 
REY
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems like *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
 23° 
Anne M
tides pull greens through blues
perpetual sunsetting
at the golden gate
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