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 1373° 
Buried Words
I want to look as empty as I feel
 845° 
Mimi Hachiko
Often i am upset
That i cannot fall in love
But i guess
This avoids the stress of falling out of it
Are you tired of me yet?
I'm a little sick right now but i swear
When i'm ready i will fly us out of here
 551° 
AngerManagement
There is no Negative
There is no Positive
life's not a car Battery
Just be the True You
And get your Sh*t
       Together
 517° 
mabel remington
every evening i slaughter the sun.
every evening i cut her up on unforgiving mountain peaks
i dip her blood orange blistered flesh in saltwater;
i do this for the moon.
the sun gurgles as she drowns
gloam
 474° 
Chelsea Rae
Shhhh.
Just come here,
Forehead to forehead,
Third eye to third eye.
Breathe in this final moment with me,
For in this life,
This is goodbye.
I don't. Want. To.
 392° 
Vivian
In streets on neon lights
Of color-changing signs
Faded skies of night
And yet I only see your eyes
 384° 
Stephen S
The other day I saw
some red rose petals
slowly floating along a shallow creek.

I sat down on a nearby log
just to take in the peacefulness
of it all.

And in that moment I was reminded,
of where the beauty lies in life.
 371° 
Bummer
It's been 7 months since I let your sinful filth between my lips.

I still crave you every day.
 250° 
William de klerk
As Atlas attempted to seize the heavens
he learned to bare the weight of the world.
Such is the cruel fate
of love to scorn turned.

And what of all the legends of old,
of hero's tales from bronze to gold.
Why instead of stone statues
are cement hearts held
in every man's chest
while we lay old stories to rest?

The songs of sirens
swapped for plastic promises,
Heads of hydras
exchanged for two faced friends
as our magic morphs to cheap tricks,
all that managed to remain
Is an Achilles heel for sincerity

So when two souls like worlds collide
and create a place of bliss,
too often one bares the weight
of both worlds, with the burden
of unrelenting loss.
 250° 
odessa
as long as you say i love you
pouring rain in the afternoon
i will believe you
just because i want to be broken
and when you left me alone in the dark
i will destroy myself
in a room full of dust and tear
my sweet blood
my numb soul
my wounded body
gonna haunt you
i do not feel fine and i can not express my feelings so this is the mess inside my head
 202° 
Jade Welch
find me on a hidden path

and my heart shall lead us home
 162° 
NA
I shouldn't be up this late
I have work in the morning
I hate my boss
I hate my job
I'd quit if I didn't need the money
But I can't stop the drinking
And I can't shake the feeling
Of you on my lips
I'm cursed forever
With the taste of your kiss
And your hands on my hips

I need someoone to help
Did I tell you I'm drinking
I hate this taste
I say hate too much
Is that why you left me lonely
But I can't stop the drinking
And I can't shake the feeling
Of being alone
I'll guess I'll get use to this
Or at least try
  
Everything feels so strange
And I know I am up too late
But
I'm smoking the buds of your cigarettes
Just to be where your lips have been
I'm only doing this all because I think that I need it
It's as close as I can get to you

Yeah as close as I can get
(As close as I'll ever be)
As close I can get to you

I'm smoking the buds of your cigarettes
The ones you left in the ash tray
During our last conversation
I'm wearing your t shirts
I'm listening to your favorite mix tape
I'm only doing this all because I think that I need it
It's as close as I can get to you
Written as a song
 159° 
Paraluman
I’m scared as f*ck
to want you.

But here
I am,

Still wanting you
anyway.
 151° 
The Red Woman
i'm a terra cotta ***
and you
are a beautiful plant
sometimes
you get overwatered
and i'll be there
to soak it up

it's what i do
and i know
that in the end
it will get the best of me
but it's fine
because it's what i do
 133° 
Lieke
Cherry kiss
Come inside
Catch my breath
Windy bliss

Sticky fingers
Tongue is shaking
Slashed skin
Yet it lingers

Fired gun
Dead flowers
Flood of remorse
Buried on the day it had begun
 133° 
cosmos
Hello again
to all of my friends
this is a note for you
and it's not meant to be rude
I am not sorry for the things
we have been through
I am not sorry for
moving on, but
I am sorry that we can't
move on as friends
 103° 
Phoebe
Heart cold
hands clean
words gold
tongue mean

You're a liar
You're on fire

So why's your heart cold?

Why're your hands

Clean?
 99° 
Lawrence Hall
As Mercutio in Romeo and Juliet did not say with his dying breath:

     No, 'tis not so deep as a Harvey, nor so wide as a
     Rita; but 'tis enough, 'twill serve.
Just because a tropical storm isn’t technically a hurricane doesn’t mean it won’t **** your children or you. Use your brain.
 97° 
loriann capra
some of that
"patiently waiting
all night
to hear
your voice"
kind of
love.

l.a.c
 97° 
Seanathon
I cannot pull a star out of the night sky for you
But I can
With an uncupped hand
Coax every living firefly alive
To glow for you
OG title was going to be - Just To Make You Smile
 95° 
Azumi Rabulan
I love broken things,
But I don't love myself.
 86° 
kyss
I still remember the last time I saw you
and I remember the day I realized
it was really over

but life goes on, as things do
however, I still find myself
thinking about you

I’ve seen other people,
I’m sure you have too
but still, I really, truly do
myss you
 78° 
Hugo Pierce
This is a world of my own creation
I am the creator of my own isolation
Alone at the whim of my own dictation
Forever trapped in an internal altercation
 77° 
Peter Gareth
Lately I've been feeling most odd
Watching the hours slowly go by
Like every day is an endless dream
And I'm just too numb to wake up
Most of my friends moved... or are just too steeped in their own plans. Feels like the world's spinning for everyone but me.
 65° 
Gale L Mccoy
I whisper to myself
no, I write to myself
cause the clack of keys
is a sound unreadable...

                 "let me be ****"
 61° 
Irina BBota
Arrogant sunset
Reveals Yesterday’s secret
Promising the Moon
 60° 
leano
Suicide aint it chief
His kiss would be the best death
 56° 
Jayson
There’s a darkness inside all of us
It starts out pretty small
But in everything we do, we feed it
Till it grows big and tall

This darkness is our truest self
The face we try to hide
The monster deep inside us
That simply just won’t die
 51° 
Thomas Moore
Had such a beautiful day,
Then slip into depression thinking about yesterday,
Falling off of the edge of tomorrow...
 51° 
Khoi-San
Every single day
words slam love
and yet love
is the Word❤
 48° 
BJ Donovan
Promises of treasured recognition
if your brilliant poem is picked
from the crowded field as first rate.
Award is 3000. Entry fee is 20 bucks.
Hmm. I think I'll start a contest. It seems lucrative?
 48° 
Jasmine dryer
Do I need you to survive?
yes!
Is that a lie?
no!
Put your love to the test
Can you survive longer than the rest?
Oh its such a mess!
But, hey!
maybe it'll be all
ok
maybe you really deserve to
stay

hey doll,
wanna play?

"thats all you had to say"
 48° 
OLIVE KROSS
take me back with you
so we can gaze at the stars
one sin at a time.
a haiku
 47° 
Luz Hanaii
Let yourself be vulnerable
for therein lies great strength.
Be so flexible that no storm
can uproot you, in the end
you'll be rooted in the world
in abundance.

an
 45° 
uselace
i have so much love,
for the world
for people
and no one
to take it
the greeks would call it agape
 44° 
Gabriel Bonney
He doesn’t need me, but oh the beauty
That He chooses, us to be tools of
His light, to glorify, and lift Him high
And so I try, to testify the sky
With all my might, but my might will die
And even with all His strength
It still does not quite reach
My capability to make you see
To praise Him in my humanity
But I try to personify, Him and His glory
So one day you can see the full story
 43° 
Nadia
For the first time in a long time
I grab a plastic sandwich bag
Out of the drawer.
Wracked with guilt
I try to tell myself
It’s not the end of the world
And I’ll try harder
To be greener tomorrow.
I wonder
If that’s what the oil companies think too
 43° 
jasmine
roses are red
my name is not dave
this makes no sense.
microwave.
 43° 
Blckstr
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.
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