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Mono Chrome World
It's either

Our hearts are
that's why our ribs are cages


Our hearts are
                G O L D E N
that's why we protect it with our chest

Either way

We should never let it go.

We release a beast


We lose a treasure
It's never a win a win with your heart locked forever... rather an all for nothing chance
Luna Maria
and the only thing
that was left over
after the storm had
torn us apart
were the pieces
of my scattered heart
a storm of emotions destroyed us
unholy ghost
the way the
story twists -
all the harm
came from your
hands, and yet
in the end
I am the one
to carry the
Thomas Wan
For some,
Life hits like a truck.
For others:
A thousand papercuts.
Looking straight In your eyes!
Tear drops falling to your chin!
I am burning inside!
Tell me how bad I've been!
I let you down!
I made you cry!
I made you frown!
I yelled the lie!
Like they were fact!
I did some crimes!
I am sorry about that!
About the bad times!
is she dead inside?
she's all losing what's makin her alive
she's planning to take that long dark ride
she badly want to make the deepest dive
one day she prolly be not just dead inside
I try
You're kin

Why try


All going
To die anyways so
We might as well make it
Taste and feel good
Death can’t always be pretty you know
I thought

we’ve been    through it all

but you            threw it all



nothing is left
                             now but
my broken pieces
why’d you have to do that to us?

to me?
Katie Miller
I just want to be good enough
Why is that so much to ask?
I just want to be good enough
Good enough for my parents
Grades and an older sister and a daughter
Even when I try my motivations is low
I just want to be good enough
Good enough for my boyfriend
Loving and caring and perfect
And I love him so much but I'm not enough
I just want to be good enough
Good enough for my friends
Honest and happy and good all the time
I want to be there for them but I can't
I just want to be good enough
Not the best
Not perfect
I just want to be good enough
Are you tired of smoking dead grass?
carefully about breaking into the lab.
To experiment is to control
To topple over the edge
Is beyond control
it is my god.
i only believe in it
and turn to it
when my life begins to slip through my fingers
and i see that maybe
i am
not in

The Spider
She told me that she likes me.
Jordyn, I like you.
Simple as that.
My friend Alex told me straight up that every time I talk about you, I smile like she's never seen me smile. I think I like you.

Me too..
No matter how ebullient one seems to be
You never really know what’s happening behind the screen.
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 ****** –”
I know it sounds ******,
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.
Katja Pullinen
Don't idolize me please. I'm so imperfect.
Kevarie O Leslie
They say two wrongs don’t make a rite,
But if they keep doing you wrong why do them rite.
Greetings Queens & Kings

loneliness is real
don't doubt it for a moment
it can make you motionless
you can't get out of your own head
everything is frozen in time
time is your enemy
an emptiness you can't fill

But, it can be filled

Wipe your eyes
tomorrow you'll
see the world differently

This is just for those who are seemingly lost in their loneliness.  May you find your way out of it. God Bless
Find hope through God
There are honest people
                                        I’d like to bet

Or are we just out
                       To get what we can get

O' please are you still be there?
                             I’ve not met you yet
August burned quickly, incipient nostalgia
prematurely vanished, mellow and gentle
sea stone on the tiled table, cedar plank
with fish, sunset through the eye-slit window

thigh high in life and riding wherever life
takes me like a hopeless romantic
shout out to ang for lighting literally every poem of mine up

edit: Daily #2 babyyyyyy
Vilene Joubert
The reason why our dark side is so extremely dark
We fail to realize how good our good is
Why waste my breathe.
When you can't listen to anybody else but yourself.

I'm not sorry for your lack of patience.
But I am sorry, you lost me.

Because when the roofs on fire
and my life is falling apart.
It's okay to be the fool.
Because he's walking off a cliff with a smile on his face.

So who's really living their best here?
Suresh Gupta


in death lies the seed of birth,

so as we are cradled in one form,

so shall we be cradled in another.

no reason for dismay,

no cause for anguish
beth stclair
our love was the look you gave me -
full of longing -

controlling me with your voice
and your legs,

until i collapsed, wild and hungry,
desolate and content,

every heartbeat seeking love,
every dream imagined.
Jim Davis
I mostly like minded poets

©  2019 Jim Davis
I'm stronger than you think, you know.

I will bloom despite the snow.
Peter Balkus
Her eyes
reflect my moon.
In her eyes
it's always full.
no matter how hard
these winds blow and shake me
i stay  r o o t e d  with the Earth

storms exist to awake me
one of the first few
rhymes i ever wrote
*and still my favorite*
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
Yellow petals swept
In buttered popcorn piles
with resentful brooms
Azfar Hakimi
when you're beside me all I think is heaven
and when you're looking at me i'm wishing that it's 11:11.
our love was written all over heaven
Raj Bhandari
Let me deal what I am going through,
You rest assure, I will, get back to you !
Sea's End
My wishes for others,
at times,
are uncharitable to say the least.

I'm not proud of anything but my honesty.
Tough times.
Both can ****
        The only difference is
                      Cigarettes shatter lungs
         She shatters everything

            I remembered the first moment
my lips pressed the filter
     as I lit it up breathed it all
                savored every smoke
       as if we covered up painful lies
        in a container of painkillers

The same way  
we used to pressed our lips
     sparked something between us
           savored every moment we had
    as if our love was a rose
               in a valley of tulips
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.
JR Falk
so I noticed that we both drink coffee.
just like anyone, we both like ours a certain way.
i like mine sweeter, with just the aftertaste of coffee there.
caramel, sugar, creamer.
i think about when i’ll have my next cup, and the idea of it alone makes me happy.
i don’t care what time of day i have it, i almost always have a cup.
i make time for my coffee.
it might be safe to say i think you like your coffee black.
you might add just the smallest touch to soften its bitter taste, but never too much.
sometimes i think you just pour it and carry on, as though it’s nothing important at all.
as though all it is, is just some quick fix.
like you just want to get it over with.
we drink it in two different ways.
i drink it slowly.
i note every flavor in every sip, i enjoy it.
i note the warmth it brings me.
i like it all hours of the day.
you drink it quickly.
quicker than me, at least.
you don’t care if it burns your tongue, or perhaps you’re used to the pain.
you accept it.
you never let it last, you move on to something else soon after.
i lay in your bed, watching your eyes as they skim the screen in front of you.
your mind is somewhere else.
i savor the moments you look my way, if even for a second, and smile at me.
i wonder if you even notice them.
i feel your laugh vibrate my bones, making the hair on my arms stand on end.
do i make you feel at all?
i reflect on it every time i drink my coffee.
i think about it with each and every sip, taking my time.
something tells me that you don’t do the same.
after all, it's just coffee.
but i put my all into this coffee.
i think you like your coffee black.

im actually drinking coffee rn. rip
oh, but look at what grew

all because of the dirt
that they once threw
Jayantee Khare

hold me not
touch me not
maybe I'm clumsy-clumsy-clumsy!

have headache
want chocolate shake
maybe I'm lazy-lazy-lazy!

feel me not
mind me not
I'm cranky-cranky-cranky!

the mood is swinging
find me clinging
I'm touchy-touchy-touchy!

may be crazy
sometimes hazy
I'm moody-moody-moody!

stay away
go your way
I'm feelo-feelo-feelo!

just be there
patient listener
I'm despo-despo-despo!

here i contradict
have conflict
I'm ******-******-******!

changing hormones
troubling estrogens
tell me not a fatso-fatso-fatso!

maybe I'll be ok again!
maybe you'll love me then!

Maybe few females relate....resonate....rate .....
A big thnx to all readers and those who appreciated, thnx hp, thnx Elliott
the dirty poet
i see the flyer at starbucks

"are you caucasian?
without mental health
and drug problems?"

i don’t know the answer to any of these questions
is a jew a caucasian?
is the occasional *****, ****-slamming drunken rampage
a drug problem?
as for mental health
i’m a deadbeat poet and unpopular pop musician
i’ve got a job fighting death and boredom
and i just changed my facebook password to "eat ****"
my frustrations have driven weaker souls to homicide
but are these PROBLEMS?
Sharmila Juliet
I dipped my simple verses
In full of emotion
Hoping to drown you in it.
i never intended
to take apart
all the pieces
you glued back
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