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i wonder how many men
i’ll have to snack on
just because
i can’t feast
on you
Not these nymphs, but you,
I would perpetuate.
Not these boys, but you,
boyish man. (Fresh-faced men like you.)
You hit me with your stubborn clanging fists, and I sit
watching you with my round doe eyes, and you stay

Your scruff burns me, but you keep
sliding on me. The breeze swirls around your ears, the leaves sweep
itself over your feet, the rain are flutes.
I conduct the ruins of what used to be, into the castle
of now,

I take some wild clovers
and some green vines from here and there;
weaving into the wheat, the wheat sewn into the doors;
the thresholds lined with sugar to keep you here,
lined with salt to keep me here.

my fruitful man, gazing at me from your rocks,
(the rocks by the water, which if followed, would get pulled down deeper and deeper, until you've awash unto his shore)
******* me with your stoney eyes;
skyey you are not, limpid you are not,
tangible you are, my innocence you do not wish to keep.

You hold my sugar in a cup,
you drink from the tears of
my callow face.
("Too innocent," you say I am. You say, "I need to violate.")

You string your words on a ribbon of silk, and
your eyes hop from person from book, because they all bore you --
and you lean on your elbow with your chin resting in your palm,

with twiney fingers and veins;
you, my opaque man:
let me get lost in your waves, in your dew, in your fog.
You, my boyish man, my devilish god, I would perpetuate.
Was it a dream I loved?

inspired by The Afternoon of a Faun by Stephane Mallarame
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
Sometimes the villain
Is masked as the hero
In my own story
They were the same
You were like Superman
If he was vain
Harry Roberts
I just do I don't reflect
My feet are moving on cement
I want my toes to taste the sea
I want my soul to climb the tree.

I just smile but I don't mean it
Acting is within my remit
Talk so much make them believe it
Lost my soul I can't retrieve it.

I just do I don't regret
These thoughts all day I can't forget
Consumed inside I'm left alone
I paralyze... I turn to stone.
Maaria K
fiercely silent it brays it brays it screams in
six strings, six songs nag and itch and needle themselves into the base of my skull
the atlas, the axis, stunned by the weight of doubt of guilt with hardly a sentence to their credit
with hardly a moment to their name
i can't say the words out loud, i can't even think about it too hard
Back when I was young my father told me:
That I’d grow up, and I would be lonely,
But not to go, chasing Cleopatra,
Or else I’d die just another bachelor.

He said;

“Oh those pretty girls, there are so many,
Just look around you and, you’ll find plenty;
When you’re hurt and broken by a lover,
Amen, don’t worry, just find another.”

I said;

“Daddy, what if none of them love me back?
What if I’m alone, when the sky turns black?
What If all I am, ain’t what I could be?
It’s hard to find wisdom, but not misery”

He said;

“Son don’t stress, there’ll always be someone
Looking just for you. You: their only one.
And don’t ever worry about heartbreak,
The road to love; it is made of mistakes.

So, count your fingers and count your blessings,
Invite Cleopatra to your wedding.
Never love ‘til you don’t have to chase it,
But when you do, don’t you ever waste it.”
I had coffee and a cigarette for breakfast
So yeah I'm doing fine
I've become good at taking weight off of other peoples shoulders
Searching for happiness in everything
i like his chaos
the way he blew into my life
like a storm
tearing the walls from my soul
and freeing me into the world
your love freed me
can one fall in love through a picture?

thats the first thing i

asked after

i saw you
white bird
the book the pages the present
a flutter listened for centuries
expressed language
flew with gravity

white bird
contemplated the minds of imagination meticulously
leeway for a stir of wings
between dull lives
white bird
season after season it entered
gracious ways of new government
to consult the fortune teller
this very day

small noise
people upon the globe
disharmony to describe the contradiction
Val Vik
Moved in with my *** friend

       and magically, he turned Bi

        ~ all of a sudden into a straight guy!
U+1F525 my conversation rhymed today lol
atticus wilson
Can anyone tell me
How to heal from a breakup faster
It’s been almost a month
I’ve tried ignoring it
I’ve tried talking about it
I’ve tried complaining
Nothing seems to work
Can anyone help?
Star BG
Love is my vitamin
it expands within
as gratitude comes to mind.

It travels as backpack to cells
moving to anoint every *****.

Faith is my vitamin
it vibrates to ground self
to be in moment.

It travels inside heartbeats
that bring feet to dance.

Peace is my vitamin
I take in with breath.

It reverberates to open doorways
to walk celebrating life.

It becomes a garden
that spouts miracles.
first poem of day on a beautiful morning.
There is a gentle breeze
and birds are tickling ears.
Remember to celebrate YOU
writer friends
Satsih Verma
To recall a memory
at sundown will be painful.
Moon doesn't agree.


I assemble the words,
to tell the truth of blood-
on your trembling hands.


What was invisible,
would be known to unknown.
You remain silent.
Veda Laurenski
You are the sea.
You are cruel.
You are cold.
And I love you.
The bravest boy I know
Sits in the eye of the hurricane
All alone

Surrounded by so much fear
Hatred, loathing, and pain
He doesn't run away

He faces the storm
Even if he has to do it
All alone
Rickey Spence

"Oh, hello. No, not today, Lucy,
No, sorry, not even tomorrow.
You're just too goosey,
Your faulty logic, like a tornado.

"You live to see me slip up,
But I don't know you anymore.
I know you hated that breakup,
But I couldn't stand our civil war.

"We're done. Done, Lucy,
Yes, we are done forever.
I'm not into your kind of juicy,
There's no tie left to sever.

"Goodbye, I've got a new love,
Hah! You wouldn't understand.
I'm in love with the One above,
Oh, Lucifer. Your face, we backhand!"
got to eat them as they darken
reddened ruby to black constant opal
berries will rot quickly if you don’t
or they’ll taste real gooey and wierdy
if you let the drupelets’ colors get
unsynchronized like summer and fall

...why am i telling you this?
because i learned that the hard way
and the days go away in the gleam
heavy showers and peak-a-boo sun
the east barely bracing for the storm
and the sweetness decaying like the leaves
o this is so sad, alexa play despacito

Daily #3 baybeeeeee how tf does this website work
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.
You tend to me
in a way
no one else has before,
letting me grow
emi munroe
i swear to you

i remember it

i'm not lying a bit

i swear to you

i didn't make this event up, it's not brand new

i don't know what you want from me

stop disagreeing? like i'm the one lying here

i'd like to give an ear and hear what you have to say

but you'll try to get me to convey

my truthful statement into a lie

tie my now false statement in some of your mind

sugar laced lies

ninety thousand tries

thirty ways to compromise

i swear to you

i'm not fine

my mind isn't fine

it isn't a lie

i swear to you

i am fine
Kora Sani
i anchor
to the back
of your mind
you wish
me away
but here
i still linger
Kelly McManus
Geniuses so what
made a big bang theory
where nothing remains
                                           Kelly McManus
the one with messy brown hair
brown eyes
with you birthmark over the left side of your face.
You who left me crying.
You who made me believe in love for the first time.
You who stole my first kiss
first time

with your straight blonde hair
blue eyes
and that stupid smirk
You who left me broken
You who showed me a new way of living
You who left me being second choice
second best

with your dark blonde hair
hazel eyes
you with your beautiful hands
You who left me angry
You who showed me a different way of love
You who went with me on my third concert
third love

with your curly brown hair
hazel eyes
with your cute braces you never liked
You who left me questioning
You who showed how hard love can be
You who decided I wasn´t worth it
You never happend
We never did.

with wavy dark brown hair
hazel eyes
with freckels on my face

I who loved everyone of you
but still couldnt forget you,
number two

I who loved everyone of you
but you left me wanting more,
number four

I who loved everyone of you
was being loved.
but not anymore.
Usally I write my poems on paper first, and then I will reread them and think about them, may make some changes and then upload them here. But in this very second I am just so full of emotion that I want to write and I want it to be honest so no rereading or correcting. Just me.
i push people away
when all i really want
is for someone to hug me
and tell me it’s all okay
all my life
i've been preparing faces
to meet the faces that
i've met

the man who delivers newspapers
at our doorstep each morning

i've laughed at their silly jokes
as they tossed their heads from side to side
in naive stupidity and their sheer ignorance
a pompous lot, the human race i tell you

i've acknowledged their staunch morals
and tried to make them my own
as they scorned at the girl in a skimpy dress
and chewed on mutton bones gluttonously

all my life, i've been trying hard
to blend in
with people who've shown me
that i don't belong with them

and tonight when i shed gallons of tears
i have only my bed and pillow to share
i've learnt that my sadness
is my very own
just a sad girl writing to survive
Devin Ortiz
Reality begins to break, I shatter
Reality begins to break, I remain

Reality remains, I shatter
Reality remains, I remain

All of this, all at once.
Every moment, every time.

There is no constant other than the unknowing.
playing with the bulls
stabbing the cattle
they are keeping me starving
whilst locked in the castle

**** politicians
but nothing uglier than me
their friends are at the harbour
whilst strangers drown at sea

lying through their teeth
like the old common drunk
the ships are on fire
and their friends have all sunk

selling the bulls
eating the cattle
the politicians are hanging dead
and the people have the castle
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
You pressed the repeat button
by crushing our lips together
Lara Mari
The clock ticks
She’s stiff as a stick.
She counts the seconds going by
Pressing her fingers into her thigh.
She feels the woman urging her to talk
She watched her skin turn white as chalk.
Her mother forces her to go
Her counselor thinks it’s good
But her recovery is slow
And here she never felt understood.

The metal chair squeaks at the girl
She wonders why the girl is mute
She wants to comfort her, pat her hand
But instead takes her pen to write a note.
She has good intentions, she wants to help
What she doesn’t realise is she cannot help
The girl trapped inside the little girl
That’s sitting right in front of her.

These two minds don’t think alike
She won’t listen anyway
To some of the strategies and advice
Offered to her night and day.
She has one side only, her dark side
That she is quite happy with.
What is the point of getting better
When her life will be nothing but bitter?
Jordan Grace
I just want someone to put a bullet
   put it right through my head
Fill that empty void
   just fill it with lead
My life is just a dream
   but I'm already dead
I just wanted to be free
   but now I'm drowning in dread
Blade Maiden

The room in starlight bathed
My body unscathed
Swimming indoors
sheets are shores

Wash over me like the tide
for I don't sleep at night
Swimming indoors
where it always pours

Moon reflection
on my cushion
Swimming indoors
following ancient lores

Diving deep to find
an Atlantis on my mind
Swimming indoors
til reaching the dream's source
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.
Being stuck
On a person
On a feeling
On a situation
We are just like the molecules of air
We are free to move but we don't stick together
We may be have the same direction
But we're taking different situations

We are just like the molecules of water
We cannot shape our lives without the help of others
You have your way and I have mine too
But our journey still flows wherever it goes

We may be don't know physics
And we don't want to learn biology
We may be not earth scientists
But we do have chemistry
Ruth Nadler-Nir
He smelled of soap, leather, cigarettes and heartbreak
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