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Sofia Paderes
I do not know
which one of us nestled here first.

All I know is a darkly blanketed sky,
glowing red tongues flickering,
a you and an I, wondering

if your open palms seek solace
in its warmth, or if
your scorched fingers have decided
they've played with too much.
Prompt: Two people watching a fire.

Sometimes I don't know if the help I try to give the people I love helps them or harms them.
sandra wyllie
a fever
with love

Your enemy
with kindness thereof

the hopeless
with dreams

the cursed
by means

the lonely
with song

your temper
not long

this life
with creation

your emptiness
with imagination
The Calm
I started writing poetry,
Because I liked a girl

I wasn't sure if she liked me back
And insecure of the things I lack

My poem made her blush and smile
So I've been writing poems for a while
True story
Do you ever think
of a poem
that's amazing

and you're sure you'll remember
to write it down

but you won't
This is kind of my mood right now.
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
Poppy Halafihi
We all come from different walks of life
We all have our own demons to fight
Karisa Brown
She speaks when no one else is looking.
Patches of Thought
Blue cobalt steel
reflects in the light

Cold metal to the touch
A barrel raises

Darkness consumes
the flash of light

A single fingerprint
tells the story
Suicidal Thoughts
Jayden McKinney
you wrote something,
directed at me and Im just now seeing it,
and its making me rethink everything,
but I do know what I want,
Im  just too scared to admit it,
but if I do then the future could become so great,
with you.
Often, I wish to climb
The wall that separates the two us
Is this our paradigm
Where any approach is considered a bust

Exert all the effort, sweat away
But at the end of the day I fall back down
There is no top or end, just dismay
A loop where in sorrow myself drown

But you love them dont you ?
But do they know you exist too ?
The presence of doubt makes it harder to climb
The weight in my heart, makes it easier to fall
Sophie Donnelly
It was like the air was becoming
too cold to breathe.
I felt my chest caving in on itself.

I pulled over just to see what it would feel like.
To stand there all alone.
But then the thought of you creeps in.

And suddenly the moon disappeared.
Like it was pulled right from under me
At the same time it was above me.

The moon, it was you.
You were there and then you were not.

It wasn't a dream.
This is what dying feels like.

What it means to knife and be knifed
by the one you love.

Oh God what have we become.
Its the days when you don’t cry,
But you don’t smile either.

It’s the days when you’re quieter than usual,
And people notice.

It’s the days when you aren’t quite thinking about anything.

But if someone asked you what was wrong,
You wouldn’t know where to start.
Elsie Plum
You doubt that things will be okay without me
I’m okay
You’re not
You’re pulling me back harder than
When we were together.
11:37 pm
I’m stupid
That I don’t see
What you actually doing.
I’m not stupid
I just Attentional
Ignore stuff
I knew it
When you say
Your dad
It’s not actually your dad
That’s you staying with
Be honest with me
Pagan Paul
You are the future
but already a ghost,
and I sit tapping a pen
waiting for you to come.

Invade my empty mind,
crowd it with wisdom
that can be flow written
across lines of emotions.

Just as an ear for poetry
harkens to a moving soul.

Pagan Paul © (15/01/20)
Katja Pullinen
You're little bird.
In wind, in storm you flying.
You brave enough to say tornado stop.
Your wisdom and your light are spread from out
You're little bird with eyes of buttefly.
You're little bird with heart of dozen comets.
You're little bird with bravely of the leopard.
You're little bird
A song of love will stay with you while you are flying.
You're little bird but you are glow!
Sudha Ramaswami
Come Sail Away With Me

Boats sail on the river
Ships sail on the seas
Clouds sail across skies
Feeling the ocean breeze
Bridges unite the river
Seagulls fly over the seas
Clouds cover the skies
Flourishing the air with ease
Ripples dance over the river
Winds blow in the seas
Rainbows adorn the skies
Smiling if you please

Poetry by Sudha
April 11, 2019
Sea's End
When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
the room has history    

“write it” said Pat  
i do not know the history  
i feel the still shape of a wren

see the window wild wood beyond  
i found the ink stain    
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
You tend to tip tow when you walk,
So neat with a fresh skin in flash,
Loveable to be cared and protected,
You laugh so fregile,
Like you gonna break when you vibrate,
A creature given human qualities,
Cat cat cat,
With seven lives to spend on earth,
No fear or favor you loved creature.

Your mind is jumpy and fast at time,
Naturally smart to see the future,
Every action has it reasons,
Act like you know everything,
But it just all your wiseness in you,
Rabbit rabbit rabbit,
So quite with alot of plans to store,
Mind fast or no storing available for creature,
To survive either die.

Your moods changes all the time,
Like the rainbow colours in the sky,
Mood colour reflect to the attached one,
An easy grabber of sensitivity in flesh,
Camelion camelion camelion,
You so react like this animal,
Yet you small but got alot of attractions,
Inside and out,
You an beautiful animal..
Comparing a ladies reaction like 3 animals
I wonder what it feels like
To hold the world in your hands
And let it slip from your grasp

Suppose I'll never know
Febronia Ventura
I love you to the Moon...

I think I want to stay there


Let's go.
The skeptic in me
hears and reads
his works patiently,
but responds
with a despondent
cause the reader believes
the fallacies
of a faith
that have long
eluded me
due to my
I made this poem just for you.
In hopes you may read it through,
Of course you don't have to,

I saw a crow last night,
I asked it if it might,
If it didn't mind of course,
Endorse me to pick it up,
But it just asked me why,
Known far and wide is your cry,
Was my simple reply,
What a pity, said the crow
If that is all for which I'm known,
I'm sorry that you've been stripped,
Of the knowledge of my great gifts,
For I am more than a 'caw',
I am a box full of aw,
So my answer to you is yes,
I believe I can impress,
But promise me you'll spread the word,
That I'm more than a stupid bird.
I hope you enjoyed
Susan N Aassahde
robber spy kilt
human foe
canter rise soil
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
♡         ­                                       
e                   ­                 
t                       ­                       
  ­   n                                
      d                        ­                  
      ♡                                       ­             
s                                                  ­  
e                     ­             

                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and

I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
d       ­     


                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
             ­                             ♡
                                  ­        I
       ­                                             s
                  ­                             o
                     ­          s
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
                                                               ­                 a
                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
                                            ­                            ♡
                                   ­                            c
                                                               ­   l
                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                  ­ n
                           ­               h
      ­                           r

the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
k         ­                         
♡                                      ­    
♡  ­        

                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
n   ­                                                       
♡       ­                               
o  ­                      
e                               ­       
♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
s    ­                                            
d            ­                                              
e                 ­                                                   ♡
I'm back!
So sorry everyone, the last few weeks have been... a strain on me.
I am still doing my media course and all, but mentally and emotionally,
I was slipping down into a dark place. My sleeping patterns have been messed up, my nerves have been completely out of control, my self-doubt, anxiety and depression drained me so much that I found it really hard to write, so I needed time to gather myself. It was so hard for me to pick up a pen. To do anything. My smiles were hollow and I just felt so lost.

I just wanted to apologise, I didn't mean to worry anyone. I'm truly touched by the out-pour of support for me. I got so many messages asking if I was alright. I can't express how much that warmed my heart. I'm so used to people being angry at me for my silence that it usually scares me to come back. By nature, with everything I've experienced, it's made me more and more of an isolationist. To all of those people, truly, thank you so so much for staying and just being kind to me...
Really. Thank you T-T
And thank you to all my followers, old and new.
245 followers... I can't even... T-T
I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record but thank you.
I'm back now, and I'm feeling better.
It's easier to hold my pen so I will resume spilling my ink.

I'll continue the Masked Bard on Thursday, I'm free the whole day.
I have no idea of my schedule the coming week.
Again, I appreciate everyone one of you.
Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.
Thank you for staying with someone like me.
With much love,
Lyn ***
once upon a time
long ago
there was a you and me

i knew you once
and it was nice
silence was comfy
and we didnt have to try

i knew you once
long ago
you shared your secrets
and i shared mine

i knew you once
long ago
but where did you go...?
argh, i miss you.
girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
Madilyn Cook
I'm afraid I'm broken
but in the same way that shattered glass
catches the light
noren tirtho
Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar
time healing wound layers damage hidden secret scar
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 too *******.
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.
i send you my greeting
from my heart waiting
wanting  and times asking

when your appearing?
i write letter with my tears
surrounding it with my dreams

the purple covers inches
telling only one secret
i try to hide it in deep

but my words showed it indeed
that i like to see your heart instead
of any jewels over the wide way
secret of love is the honey and sweetest secret
John McCafferty
With not much clarity
A guess is worth its weight thrown
But no one ever really knows
Unless the game is read or set
To take or give
Conditions met
I keep the rest to go against
The sense between the self and less
(@PoeticTetra - instagram/twitter)
The day  has now gone here is the night
It's twelve o'clock all lights gone out
Not a single soul no one insight
We look out the window no one about.

Eyes are weary we are fighting sleep
Time to clime up that wooden hill
Waiting for us is the bed and sheets
Tired and drowsy sleep we will.

The evenings are colder
The frost here again
But we are much older
And our health's not the same

So as we head to that slumber land
And we dream our cares away
We pull up the blankets with our hands
And say goodnight to the day.
These cold nights a nice warm bed is welcoming.
to be thankful for the quiet
the windless day
feathers left unruffled
while today is today.
how do you name
this kind of strength?

the thing she loves most
shatters her, irreparably

shards sink to the depths
drowning she dies there

then recreates herself,
returning to care for it
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.
Lauren Leal
Actions speak louder than words,
You wonder why I'm speechless.
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