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 294° 
brian odongo
Poetry lives within me,
creating a constellation
in the deepest part of my heart.

Poetry lives within me,
planting different blossoms
that continuously bloom.

Poetry lives within me,
painting a colorful skies
in every edges of my eyes.

Poetry lives within me,
and Love you are that poetry
cause' you're turning my life
into a beautiful scenery.
 230° 
Salmabanu Hatim
writing poetry
gears me to more energy
pen my pair of wings.
2/8/2021
Hush the little voices
In the whispering wind
That subtle new horizon
Where it ends and then begins
It’s an optical illusion
That stares into the gloom
Standing very patiently
Waiting on the moon
 99° 
Gerard M
Two men started a YouTube channel

They called the channel Unus Annus

They were also the characters Unus and Annus

One year is all that they promised us

There was a clock counted down the days

The clock finally stopped and then we all the same thing

What we all said was MEMENTO MORI
Unus Annus is a dead deleted YouTube channel that lasted from 11/13/2019 - 11/14/2020
 67° 
Maria
There were days
I remembered
To put my heart on my sleeve.

The other days
I hid it
So deep inside my body
I couldn’t find it for myself.

The terror of anyone finding
Me judging me
Seemed to linger in the air
I inhaled.
 49° 
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)
 47° 
Lost Soul
I spent 83 days wondering why
1,992 hours crying
And 7,171,200 seconds dying a little more inside

I can't say I'm sorry for what happened before
I left because
I didn't matter to you anymore
 38° 
Tony Anderson
If tomorrow never comes for me
If I shall not wake in the morning
Would you know I love you
Would you know I care
 30° 
Shaylie
Pick up the phone
Call me
Please

I miss you
 27° 
shana
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.
 26° 
Nai
Me
I don’t want to
Open my mouth
Because I’m still afraid
The truth might come out
And if it does
If it really breaks free
You’ll see what I am
You’ll see the true me
The one I hide
With jokes and lies
I’m a terrible person
All jokes aside
You don’t seem to know it
You don’t seem to see
Even a glimpse of that person
That I know to be me
I’m such a good actress
I hide it so well
Cover it with a laugh
And you’ll never tell
You see depth in my eyes
You see love and emotion
But what would you see
If I ever did open
I can’t bear to find out
I can’t bear to show
The me you don’t see
The me that I know
If I let it out
If I let it be
I know for a fact
That you would hate me.
 25° 
Kassan Jahmal
Blankets are cold, as you're not around.
We never once shared a bed,
It's the thought; so warming to heart
Weights me comfort by the pound.

Could we go at a round?
 24° 
Warren
To finish your own life by hand,
May seem like the right thing to do.
But to free yourself from this land,
Is to imprison those that love you.
 24° 
Stephen S
613 200 Hours
25 550 Days
13 Cars
11 Jobs
9 Dogs
6 Surgeries
5 Children
4 Grandchildren
3 Marriages
2 Siblings
1 Weary soul.
No regrets.
 23° 
Mykenzie
So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough
 23° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
Jagged kiss
ripping my
heart open,

You ruined
that happy
home.

I am that
run away
bride,

That runs
from dating
commitment
and marriage.

I want
nothing
to do with
marriage.

Your that
jagged kiss
I run from.

I'm happy not
being controlled
living my life
in peace.

All rights and
Copyright belongs
to ©BSM

2021-8-1
No interest in
Marriage comment
dating abuse survivor
emotional abuse Survivor.
 19° 
Ciel Noir
in the dark water
a shining light
is it the Sun
or the eye
of some

monster of the deep
 18° 
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.
 18° 
A Mess of Words
A smile of innocence

Is a most dangerous thing

It astounds the heart with joy

And makes the soul sing
 18° 
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
 18° 
Estelline
Sometimes the world drifts out of few
And all you see is you
Standing in the rain
Feeling the pain
But you don’t always have to be tough
Hear me when I say, you’re enough

When you make a mistake
That’s okay
We’ve all been there
I mess up every day

Sure, you have your flaws
As do well all
But you care when others would just stare
You give a hand even when you’re feeling bad
And try to be fair

You can play the guitar
Write real well
And let’s be fair
You’re also pretty tall xD
wrote this for a friend lol
 18° 
Jay M
More than they seem
In the midnight gleam
Emotions run as a stream
Ever flowing, ever growing
Or perhaps moving steadily
Pooling far below
Into an unknown depths

- Jay M
August 2nd, 2021
Emotions are like water, constantly shifting and changing. Sometimes they have a steady flow, and other times they are raging. One can never truly know the depths until they have dove in for themselves.
 18° 
Renae
Have you kissed bruises
On a broken heart
Have you ever loved?
Have you forgiven
All the hurt
Have you ever loved?
Have you been used
Left and even abused
By the ones you loved?
I know a secret
It's best not to dwell on it
Because of all the good
That's all God sees
Even under rejection
Under the hurt of the lies
And all the despise
He forgave us
So tell me true,
Have you?
Every really loved?
God is love
 17° 
Xi
i adore cold weather.
But not for the fires,
Or the warmth of another person.
I find something beautiful about it,
And maybe even a bit lonely.
It reminds me of bittersweet loss,
And finding the strength to move on.
 17° 
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
 16° 
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.
 16° 
Dianali
All that love flowing through my veins
got me sick to my stomach
I’m disgusted by how much
I loved you.
 16° 
Betthia Mae
I saw you
Through the screen
On that second
Why did I think
It was meant to be

Now read from bottom to top.
Sunrise
tells me that I’m alive
Sunset reminds me
that I lived
 14° 
David Adamson
I met a woman
brutal in her mercy.

Her embrace was a clinch
to prevent hard blows.
She pulled me close to push me away.
Seeing my nakedness
she leant me a dream
of chainmail and shield.
Taking love from me she gave a reprieve
to a mind resigned to the slow death of feeling.

Ignoring my words she heard
my faint silent heartbeat and
understood that it was music
too quiet for the world to hear
and turned it up louder
than I could stand.
I wept in my deafness
as she danced.
 14° 
Yasin
Sometimes
poems
make
me
want
to
write
in
a
crowd
of
only
one
person.
 13° 
dark blue
i loved you
the moment
i saw you

waited
for the girl
to grow up

to love you
 13° 
Mike Hauser
The time has come
To right the wrongs
To apologize
For all we've done

For the ones we've hurt
To make amends
As time draws nearer
To the end

The time has come
For humbleness
Responsibility
For this mess

For those we've hurt
Lacking tenderness
And ask no less
For forgiveness

The time has come
Where what must be done
Must be done
By everyone

Harmonize, apologize
Not placing or taking blame
Just saying we are sorry
For all we do and say
 13° 
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
40k
I just want someone to tell everything to
Someone to share everything with
I can't see it getting better this time
Holding it together, I fall apart at night
Depression and obsession don't mix well
Love won't keep them around
I really tried this time
 12° 
violetisblue
The ocean inhales and exhales
Same as you and I
Ebb and flow, my darling-
Spitting gusts of breeze
From its salty, gaping mouth
Screaming the sounds of gulls,
Singing sounds of lovers.

Where do they come from,
Where do they go?
I’d fly south in your wake
To seek your brighter days,
Soak in your summer air.
I chase you until I drown.
The water in my lungs tastes sweet.
 12° 
dadens
between you and me,
i'm still rooting for us.

maybe not in this lifetime,
but in the end.
© d.a.dens
 12° 
noelle
i sat there,
watching my blood
drip onto my hands,
and on the floor,
seeping through
the rug below me

i sat there,
emotionless,
numb,
and said
"it didn't even hurt"

but sadly,
that was a lie

i can still feel
the knife slicing my skin,
but i liked it
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