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 895° 
Harriet Maguire
Feint blue lines
a red margin.
So crushingly lonely too.
It's not what I ever want for you.
For me to copy overleaf
wet with blue holes.
But oh God do I want for you.
So many nights I prayed
and now you're here.
The nib drags at the paper.
My copy book was right
and I pray some more
that you won't
suffer
for my poor handwriting.
 352° 
bess goldstein
my life line moves across
your chest
your love line inches towards
my lower back
reading your palms
under the thin covers
summer air blows into our hair
permeating the smell
of grass and warm flowers

we embrace
the unknowable future crushed
between our palms.
reminds me of romeo and juliet when they first met, they fell in love through touching their hands.
 330° 
Ava
I thought you would be the one to save my soul
This game has gotten old
You can’t keep on playing with me
I’ve always been history
You broke all we built more like what I built
You already make me deal with all the guilt
I’ll never move on from your poisonous love
I wanna hurt you with a boxing glove
It’s 6 am I’m in my bed and awake
I’m just another thing you wanted to break
This is all because of cupid
I’m so stupid
I wanna be alone
And stop falling for stupid boys
 228° 
Darison Strange
We are what we eat
Can I eat someone disciplined
And abandon myself
To shed my self hatred
And become someone new
 214° 
DEE
There is certainty in her eyes,
wild as flames,
burring bridges, a risk to muse,
her ache, the soldier at heart
a mother s beam,beyond concern.
within poise,her fright is intense.
When will she bout?
Is her grit bestowed?
Her pasture, ruined ?
the anchor to all,
her love persistent
 169° 
michael cera
a cold, snowy night,

at your bus stop.

for a lifetime, i could stay.

holding my bottles,

i could be okay.

but i will never see you,

not your shadow, not another day.

so i will turn the other way,

a world apart,

our hearts remain.
 165° 
Issy
tears glisten in the moonlight,
but it shines too bright.
blocking out reality,
and the sad fatality.
of my heart,
and it's broken parts.
 153° 
Daksh
I'm sorry I didn't kiss you
 130° 
putiira
if they say a one-word poem,
i'll write your name...
 119° 
Lili Gudewicz
When i said
'living on the edge'
this was never what i meant.
What i meant was a real party all night
without a parents' permission;
not a pity party at night
with my self destructing notions.
What i meant was real rollercoasters
or going on life adventures;
not rollercoasters of all my life's emotions.
What i meant was a swim in the ocean
or to face my darkest fears;
not an ocean
of my darkest fears facing me.
And when i said
put 'happy' and 'die' together;
i meant to 'die happy'
not be 'happy dying'.
My life is not what i had meant
 119° 
reigning cereal
now i know
you wear all that
black
to absorb
all of the
light
and warmth
and color

that no one
ever gave
to you
 94° 
Mims
I
hate
everything you are

but you are still
everything
.
.
.
Maybe one day I’ll write a book about all who have wronged me.
 92° 
Eternity
is it a dream
or a nightmare...

seeing your face
in my reverie...
Honestly, what is it to be having it... suddenly ?
 90° 
eli
#57
i’m fine.
 90° 
Christina
i met you
as the leaves fell
and the sky turned grey

the world grew cold
as my heart turned warm

i missed you
as the leaves grew back
and the sky turned blue

the world grew warm
as my heart turned cold
 74° 
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
 71° 
cat
i miss waking up
with your heart in the
palm of my
hand
happy monday, friends <3 i hope its a normal thing to feel like this. i know there's nothing wrong with missing her but a part of me feels just empty
 71° 
Donall Dempsey
I LIKE TO SAY YOUR NAME

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound
only

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.
 70° 
Zywa
With you on the heath,

little birches in the mist –


a volatile scent.
“Geen gezicht, geen handen” (“No face, no hands”, 1978, Rutger Kopland)

Collection "MistI"
 68° 
Yonwato
I wear the happiest smile,
I have the happiest face,
But you've never met another,
As unhappy as I am.
 64° 
Cné
~
Love's only weakness
Is also its greatest strength:
It defies reason

~
My thoughts on Valentine’s Day
 62° 
Maria L Emanuela
Rose, Queen of the flowers, a withering dream,
You bud in the morning and blossom each night -
Your sweet-smelling thrill encages me still,
But I try to let go with all of my Might.
Dearest of all, shadow that follows,
My heart is now yours and know I not why
And I try to forget, but your absence's a hollow
Deep in my chest, and I can't say goodbye.
 62° 
ArielMarriel
They will tell you
All poetry has been written
There is nothing new
Under the moon
But let me tell you
They don’t know you
You are as unique
As the DNA that exists
Within your frame
The ripples on your thumbprint
No one ever had the same.

Listen...

You have something to say
Say it proudly
Say it boldly
Never let them scold you.

Never let them make you go away.
I love it when someone tells me to keep writing. You should keep writing too!
 58° 
Tayana Pink
What are they for?
To help us show emotion?
To make our belongings wet?
To run down our face when sad?
We may never know
But one thing I do know is
I wouldn't have them if you truly loved me.
Because you loved her more.
Now I have them
Tears.
At night,
If I write,
I am that dot
On a tidy sheet
Left to move
Only latent views
Of an idle mind;
It is a sham.
I do not write.
 54° 
Tanakh31
Baby Isaac,
barely five months,
stares at his curled hand
as if it arrived first time,
just now,
this second, before his eyes.

He wraps his fingers around
my one, not knowing
where he ends
and this other begins,
not knowing where he stops
and the world starts,
not knowing that this
is helplessness,
not knowing that this is
perfection.
 54° 
moon child
"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.
 54° 
Riley
What equals Fear?
Rejection.

What equals Rejection?
Fear.

What equals Love?
Jealousy.

What equals Jealousy ?
Not love? Again fear?

Is this some paradox based on the thin line between love and hate?

I just wanna tell you I'm sorry for being envious.
I didn't want that.
I didn't even know I wanted only You.

I underestimated myself.
I can move on now.
The lesson is clear.
I just need to remove the Fear.
From You.
Myself.
 50° 
Carolina
A blink of words
That can't be said
Or even be written
She is her own poem of thousand words


She is fierce and gentle
All at once
She's a song
An unending, Beautiful song.  


She is a sparkle
She is a shine
She is the only thing
That i want to call mine

She is my everyday
And my every night
She is every morning
And my every twilight


She is all i know
She is all i see
She is a sweet melody
She is my unmatching rhythm


She is the firefly dancing in the moonlight
 48° 
ok okay
So many people focus on finding love
I'm too busy finding myself
 45° 
Veronica
-
Like a moth to the flame
I am drawn to the pain
Where it goes,
I follow
Heaven knows,
                         I’m insane .
 45° 
TurttleQuack
OCD
This disease struck me
Like a brick on pavement
Hard

Everything was
Perfect
Then that brick came along
And with the slightest movement
Destroyed everything

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
The voices say

Why can’t I let them go?
They keep repeating:

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Why won’t they stop

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
I don’t understand

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Someone just HELP me understand

This disease is about
Perfection
But it's the biggest
Imperfection about me
 45° 
Day
thank you
lover
-
for the
reminder
-
that no
longer
-
are they**
stronger
-
than my voice.
**anything/anyone trying to tear me down, whether mentally or situational

!!Don't forget to get out to those polls!!
Change is coming.
 44° 
MawaLin
And when you left
I overwatered all your flowers
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