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 246° 
John Destalo
I was falling
for you

the feeling of
being weightless

the sky and
the ocean are
blue

like your eyes

your eyes and
Einstein’s brain

are the depths
I can never reach

but I will drown trying
to reach either or both
 63° 
GreenTrees
Simplicity is the soil from which elegance grows.

Ten Fingers, Ten Toes and the smile under and elephant nose.
 61° 
rhiannon
u see the knife
you watch the glow
u see me smile
but can't hear me cry
u think i'm happy
but inside i'm breaking
u see the blood
then u realize
that i wasn't
lying
when i said
i'm depressed!
u wish u gave me the
support i needed
but now it's too late.
I'm dying inside...
 53° 
Finn
Feeling the body split itself apart at the seams
and dissipate into single atoms
like tiny pixels on a screen

Only to come back to it
Having been in the middle of a task
But caught between surreal reality
and the phantom sensation of turning to sand
Someone asks a question
I smile
self-patronizing
"Sorry
I forgot what I was doing."
 44° 
Valentin Pollet
Réciproquement on se blesse
On se fait verser des larmes
On se brise le cœur

Réciproquement on regrette
On se fait verser nos larmes
On se brise notre cœur

Réciproquement on répète nos émotions
On détruit car on est détruit
Plus on se détruit, plus on détruit
Oh ! comment retenir cet ange qui s'enfuit ?
Comme il est sombre et pâle ! il ressemble à la nuit.
Comme il s'envole vite !... et de ma main tremblante
S'échappe malgré moi son aile impatiente.
« Reste encore ! il me semble, ange au triste regard,
Qu'avec toi, de mes jours fuit la meilleure part !
Quel est ton nom ? réponds.

- Tu dis vrai, je suis triste ;
Et pourtant, à mes lois jamais rien ne résiste ;
Je dépouille en passant les arbres de leur fleur,
L'âme, de son espoir, le cœur, de son bonheur ;
Je prends tous les trésors, jamais rien ne m'arrête ;
Je ne vois pas les pleurs... je détourne la tête.
Sur mon nom, interroge un cœur que j'ai blessé :
« Hélas ! s'écrira-t-il, c'est l'ange du passé ! »

- Le Passé !! devant toi mon âme est sans prière,
Et je lâche ta main froide comme la pierre.
Contre toi, tout effort demeure superflu...
De mes biens les plus chers, ange, qu'emportes-tu ?

J'emporte **** de toi l'heureuse insouciance
Dont le calme est si doux qu'on dirait l'espérance ;
J'emporte la gaîté, ce bonheur sans motif
Qui répand à l'entour son parfum fugitif ;
J'emporte ces doux chants, rêves de poésie,
Enivrant en secret l'âme qu'ils ont choisie ;
J'emporte ta jeunesse et ton joyeux espoir
Se brisant le matin pour renaître le soir ;
J'emporte ces pensers, qui, dans la solitude,
Donnent un but qu'on aime aux efforts de l'étude ;
J'emporte les bonheurs qui jadis te charmaient,
Car j'emporte avec moi tous les cœurs qui t'aimaient.

- Qu'ai-je fait pour les perdre ?

- Hélas ! rien... mais j'appelle ;
Nul à mes volontés ne peut être rebelle.
Et ne savais-tu pas qu'incertain en son cours,
Tout bonheur doit passer... peut-être en quelques jours !
Que tel est le pouvoir qui gouverne la terre :
Une joie, un regret ; l'ombre après la lumière.
Quand j'ai dit : C'est assez ! en vain on crie : « Encor ! »
Je veux ceux qui l'aimaient... j'emporte mon trésor !

- Oh ! rends-moi quelque instant, ou d'espoir, ou de doute !
Et puis, me dépouillant, tu poursuivras ta route.

- Je ne puis.

- Mais alors, pour mes jours à venir,
Que me laisses-tu donc, mon Dieu !

- Le souvenir.
 40° 
Grace
I will see your name when looking at the stars
I will remember you by your smile
I will hear you in silence
and feel you alone
and miss you
but know that you will never be forgotten by me

because the things you've taught me
they have redirected me
you gave me a wisp of your being
and that is so ethereal to me
 38° 
Sam
The tragedy is
there's a prison in my mind
all the thoughts that lurk there
are ones I wish were never mine
they etch into my heart
the scars I wear so bright

They whisper wicked stories
of things that never happened
or maybe things that did
things that shouldn't create ripples
in the current in my life
but here I lay in bed
stuck awake at night
eyes cutting blankly
through the nothingness of my cold and dark bedroom
I fight monsters alone
in deep water and stone
with my angry sword
heads my reward.
 33° 
graham
i have grown flowers out of the marrow of my bones
i have harbored seeds from the blood that flows
i have created skies from the pain in my eyes
and i do it all for you,
my wildflower
 33° 
David Lessard
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
 28° 
celestine
I'm going to make you suffer

you deserve it

I like it

don't try and run away

the lies you fed me

easy to pick apart

when you broke my heart

I knew better

pulled myself together

I'm going to pretend

just like you did

shadows follow you

haunting your dreams

revenge is all I need
 28° 
Kierra
I don't feel special,
I'm not unique.
I want to cry
but I can't even speak.
My hands reach out,
but they cannot hold
a single thing
but the bitter cold.
Everything's frozen,
I feel lost.
Even my tears
have turned to frost.
When I cut my waist
it bleeds black.
I'm so deeply gone
there's no way back.
This is goodbye
 27° 
Travis Green
You will always be my man
You belong to me as I belong to you
We have a distinct connection
Our passion is unmatchable
We are a rare, caring pair
We speak a foreign language
That no one could ever decipher
You could never erase me out of your life
You could never replace me with a new ladylove
You are my man and unbounded inspiration
when we kisss i can taste the lies on your tongue
bitter sweet , it’s my favorite treat
the sweet taste of disbelief
knowing i am not the only one
because when everything is said & done
you get to shout “i won”
in this games played for two
in which i had no clue
while you let feelings brew
letting it simmer through
all no thanks to you
 25° 
Mahdi Akhloumadi
Я хочу с тобой Быть
В полярном доме,
Где пустыня белая
Замороженная,
Приблизительно к нулю
Келвина.

У меня на это все есть
опорные резоны,

или даже можно сказать Порновые резоны,

Там где мы на горизонте,

И в горле Млечного Пути, на фронте
жизни
Архаичной
Хаотичной
На фоне
вакуума

Ты море
Люминарное
Ты поле
Авроры
северной разноцветной,

В полярном доме,
Где пустыня белая замороженная,
Приблизительно к нулю
Келвина.

Ты тончайший момент
Первоисточник поэзии
Веры
и цвета
 23° 
Ema
like a deer drinking from a stream
in the clearing
I am clearing
time away
I am the wolf
amongst women
I am a jar
half full
I am residue
on the sink edge
dusty, smudged
I watch people on trams
I watch people on buses
I don't smile
I watch the deer drinking
I play with my hair
I stare
I am the wolf
from afar
I am
I am waiting
for the clearing to wilt
and stream to dry up
I watch the deer
I am
Your beauty was not invented your beauty was given

Given at birth when you opened your eyes
present before your name was lined up in any mind
a truth that is what your beauty is
 19° 
Cydney Something
All I know
Is how
I feel

And sometimes I
Wish I
Knew nothing
 19° 
Anthony Esposito
A click away from banishment
A dystrophia reality
Handcuffed to this roller coaster
I wish this was a dream
Plugged into this digital universe
Addicted to the screen
When I want people to know I’m angry
I tweet the angry emoji
High on notifications
Staying away from reality
Hiding behind a screen name
I Am God243
 18° 
Eshwara Prasad
It burned my palm when I caught your randomly floating wretched thoughts.
 18° 
haysia
They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love.
"
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
 17° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 17° 
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
 17° 
Shamai
I think I’d rather be your friend
Than your wife
You speak to your friends all the time
You laugh on the phone
And share ideas
And secrets
While
As you wife
I clean
And cook
And take care of you
And miss out
On all the joys of being your friend
So
I think I’d rather
Be your friend
 16° 
SS
bottles and bottles of spiral boy
Drink until I’m Dead
drink until I see red Spirals
growing out my head
 16° 
Ciel Noir
0
making choices
           is not for the
                 faint of heart                
                               any step                ⍜
                           into the future        ☇≣⤷
                                             is a step 〳〵
                                                   into the
                                                             ­                 
                                               ­                           
                                     ­                                    dark
 16° 
lucy-goosey
Jeffery,
if you're reading this,
(which you might be or you might not be
how am I supposed to know)
this is your sign to
LEAVE ME ALONE.
do not disturb.
these doors are lovingly closed to you.
goodbye.
to J.J. (you have nice initials btw)
also p.s. you give really nice hugs
 16° 
Brooke
When I was little
I was scared
Scared of the monsters living under my bed
I used to hide, under my blanket
Under my blanket, I was safe
The monsters couldn’t reach me under my blanket

My parents used to say
The monsters would go away
I would grow up and that then they would leave

But I grew up
And the monsters didn’t leave
Turns out my monsters, grew with me
Now instead of under my bed
The monsters live inside my head

So I hide, under my blanket
Where I think I am safe
Wondering if after all this time
My blanket can still keep the monsters at bay
 15° 
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
 15° 
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
 14° 
Jade
I’m really scared
Im loosing it
My fragile mind
Slowly bruising it
I think too much
Overusing it
it’s my fault
But I keep doing it
 14° 
Edmund black
All things forgotten
Not one thing forgotten
Everything is dear
The dearly beloved
A Precious time,
the journey of love
Make no mistake
Mistakes will be made
The end
Will never define us
A true bond
How special it is
For better or worse
Take my love anyway
For it was always yours.
 14° 
Christina P
Sometimes I wonder
If I'm cut out to be happy.
And sometimes I wonder
If I even want to be.
I realize how crazy that sounds
But my pain
Is my creativity.
And I'm not sure
I'm ready to give that up.
 14° 
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
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
 13° 
Mohannie

You're more beautiful
And more outstanding and bright
Than you'll ever know.

You're worth more than you'll know. Just a reminder.
 13° 
Mary Anne Norton
Yelling got louder
You tore me all to pieces
I put you on hold
Don't know where this came from.None of this happened.
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