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 579° 
Dennis Meeker
It's easier to be angry
I don't need to try
I feel the fire all around me
Burning through everything

The world is a wasteland
The water rises
The wind roars
The air is cold

Trees are falling
Buildings crumble
Everything falls apart
Unitl nothing is left

Remembering what everything was
Watching as it dies
Seeing the nightmare
Waiting to be taken
 388° 
rhiannon
u see the knife
you watch the glow
u see me smile
but can't hear me cry
u think i'm happy
but inside i'm breaking
u see the blood
then u realize
that i wasn't
lying
when i said
i'm depressed!
u wish u gave me the
support i needed
but now it's too late.
I'm dying inside...
 295° 
Anna
I can see a word

Or phrase

And conjure up hundreds of stories

Images

And yet

I can't find the words

To place these same images

Into other's heads
 273° 
camilla love
it will forever be our day.

we might drift,
we might not talk,
we might not be friends.

but it will forever be our special day.
i will think of you on that day,
and forever thank the stars that they led me to you.

i am forever thankful for you.
every part.

you are my forever.
 272° 
Dark n Beautiful
The littlest things we dream about, that is so dear
Can be detrimental, because of modern technology
The lack of touch, the loss of sound, gone forever:
 250° 
John Destalo
I was falling
for you

the feeling of
being weightless

the sky and
the ocean are
blue

like your eyes

your eyes and
Einstein’s brain

are the depths
I can never reach

but I will drown trying
to reach either or both
 220° 
melanie jackson
you read my lips not my mind
you know my name not my story
you see my smile not my pain
you see my cuts not my scares

so no you may think you do
but you don't know me
 220° 
Ghost of Jupiter
cover my mouth with yours
and let me taste
the poetry dripping from your lips

write me a kiss that
will be remembered
through the length of time

and I will fall
from the pages of your fantasy
straight into your arms

~
 211° 
JaegukLee
Have you ever felt
you loved someone that
you hated the person?

Have you ever felt
you knew everything that
you knew nothing?

Have you ever felt
the overwhelming happiness and grace that
you manifested signs of sadness?

Have you ever felt
the burning heart inside
though you are soaked outside?

Feeling feelings,
i do not fully understand
what they are
but they color the blank sheet of life –
 209° 
HeXDee
I'll continue being the fool until the day you notice.
I'm a jester to be used to entertain, to mend that sadness
Once you finally see, I'll be that knight in your dreams.
Through the darkest hours. I'll make you see your light that gleams.

On the time that we have settled in I shall be your prince.
That one desire your heart deeply clings to ever since.
Until the time I settle in as your husband, the final step.
I shall still be that fool that wished true to the plans I prep.

Oh what a dream, what a wonderful reality would it be.
Now restrained by the madness that only harms me.
I writhe in the pain of this nightmare that haunts.
Only to see salvation in the one that my heart wants.
 179° 
Madison
Not all depressed cut,
Not all sad shed tears,
Not all strong fight,
Not all monsters roar,
Not all young are innocent.
Some just work harder to maintain a mask.
We are here,
And you have reason to fear,
We are the best liars,
We can manipulate the greatest con artist without batting a single eyelash.
Watch out we are coming.
This is a dark and serious prom but that didn't change the fact that In was tempted to put "and we're *****" instead of " And you have reason to fear" ****
 175° 
Caitlin Ellis
I dreamt of silk sheets
and the feeling
of being wrapped in them with you
 175° 
Nimisha Yadav
Do you feel it?
The rising sun,
The blooming lilies,
The chirping birds,
The cooling breeze.
Do you feel it?
Caress by a mother,
Soft hug by a brother,
A kiss by the lover,
Sweet time with a friend forever.
Do you feel it?
The favorite read,
The favorite tune,
My favorite play,
And, oh the full moon.
Now, do you feel it?
No, I don't.
I can't find the source.
Again, I asked myself,
What is it that you seek?
A meagre amount of pure
Happiness.
 167° 
Animosity
I can still feel him
His weight crushing on top of me
But he was loud
I can still hear him
While his words ring in my ears
And I was loud
But I can still see him
And I feel the bruises and the tears still sliding down my face

And it was loud
But I never spoke unless spoken to and even then I remained silent
But im still blamed for being too loud in a quiet room and not loud enough to you
And I'm sorry that I can't find the words to express myself
But I'm so scared

At night I still see him
And I'm reminded of why I shouldn't talk
My words play on repeat and hide all my scars
Actual **** but I can't sleep and it's getting harder
 166° 
Rachel Rickerman
Trees blossoming in the Snow, she loves growing that way
God is in her typewriter, she makes art in order not to die of the truth
Writing is Necessary          
Poetry is Salvation

A confessional writer, brazen and misunderstood    
Her mind so creatively powerful, her head hurt her to death
Writing is Necessary      
Poetry is Salvation

Female liberation from oppression, but not from depression
She reigns and she pours, chaining herself to freedom
Writing is Necessary
Poetry is Salvation

She wears Motivation and Determination on her wrists
Asunder the tides that keep her moving
Writing in Necessary
Poetry is Salvation
 163° 
Graff1980
I want a new life
in the sun
no more strife
to run from
but years of
love and fun
that will
hopefully come.
 149° 
Stained Glass
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She wore her heart on her sleeves,
unaware that he had scissors.
 144° 
Rach Dunn
My mind
Spins
On an axis of my creation,

It twists,
So very fast,
With not a single nudge!

It whirls
In its circles
For no reason at all.

Pulling,
Pulling.
Pulling!
A string tied to its base

It weaves that string tighter,
Until there is no more string to weave
And my twirl must cease.

But end! End it shall not!
The string has broken,
and my mind has won at last!

Maybe the spin,
Ever growing in speed,
Can at last go in the right direction,

Before I fall off my axis
And tumble
Down
down
d o w n
d  o  w  n
This was an odd one sorry guys! Just playing with some new styles
 143° 
CLARYT
If I had to,
My heart could single yours out,
Hidden in a stadium full of hearts,
Mine could single yours out,
The invisible thread that joins us,
The thread that only I can see,
I wrap around my hands,
Bringing me ever closer to you,
With each wrap and entwine,
Regardless of the cross words we had,
Or the debate we just had,
You, underneath a mountain of coats,
I could single you out,
That.... that is soul connection my love....
That is us..
An attempt at an explanation of soul connection
(C) eileenmcgreevy@ymail.com 25/03/2019
 133° 
Thursday
I have you ever felt the rain
drip and drop directly onto your brain
And rinse his face right out of you memories
Causing a puddle to form under your heels
That eventually creates a river
And while the rain water causes your arms to shiver
You collect the broken wood from the wreck the storm left over
To build a bridge and cross right over
 106° 
Wander
Blooming flowers painted red
Knife blooded with poetry
Mind your own head
You’re heading south
Deals with the devil
Never end well
 95° 
Phoebe johnson
When I lay down at night,
I wonder.
Can the stars see me lie here,
Can god see me cry here?
Why don’t they help me,
No one else sees what I see.
 92° 
Feelin' Lucky
I lay here on the ground
Feeling
Absolutely
Nothing

It's cold outside
Yet
I'm
Here

I write this poetry
In
My
Blood

The lights dimmed
Like
My
Feelings

I am here hating
That
I
Lie

Keep saying no one cares
But
You
Would

Wouldn't you?
 86° 
Mike Hauser
We both can't be right
But we both can be wrong
Think about that hard
Think about that long
Think about everytime
We find time to fight
We both can be wrong
But we both can't be right
 82° 
Evie
as the sun rises slowly
it illuminates your eyes
you take my hand
you pull me in
our lips brush
hair tousled
by an early morning breeze

you are beautiful
perfect
i am obsessed
 79° 
Hg
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
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d
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.
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 76° 
putiira
Sunset reflects
on what dawn never knew...
 72° 
Kierra
I don't feel special,
I'm not unique.
I want to cry
but I can't even speak.
My hands reach out,
but they cannot hold
a single thing
but the bitter cold.
Everything's frozen,
I feel lost.
Even my tears
have turned to frost.
When I cut my waist
it bleeds black.
I'm so deeply gone
there's no way back.
This is goodbye
 70° 
CM Lee
Let’s stare into the abyss and never look back
For then I would grow and never be struck
By the lightning of fate and cruel luck

I would be free from the reins of life,
Away from all these lights,
That put me out of sight

For only in the darkness you could see me
And there I would find what I’d truly like to be
Into the abyss, there I will be free
 68° 
manda
i find it unfair
that we’re all avoiding headaches
with large cups of coffee
first thing in the morning
but the second i try to avoid heartache
with a morning venti glass of whiskey
suddenly that’s not allowed?
cheers.
 63° 
Maram
Your eyes,
So familiar
Looked like a window
Felt like a mirror
So I avoided your gaze
Afraid
If i stared for long enough
I would start to see
everything I
despised
In human form
Your eyes,
Like a mirror
Confronting the deepest
sorrows
Giving them a voice
To speak
To exist
Anywhere other than
the poisoning smoke
Of a fire
Your eyes,
Like a mirror
Knew where to look
Like cleared throats
Masking swallowed words,
Collapsing lungs,
But they were silent
for a reason
I didn’t want you to reach
that far back
Or come this close
To the truth,
Your eyes,
Like a mirror
I shall shatter
Like I do
To everything that makes me see.
 58° 
Sam
The tragedy is
there's a prison in my mind
all the thoughts that lurk there
are ones I wish were never mine
they etch into my heart
the scars I wear so bright

They whisper wicked stories
of things that never happened
or maybe things that did
things that shouldn't create ripples
in the current in my life
but here I lay in bed
stuck awake at night
eyes cutting blankly
through the nothingness of my cold and dark bedroom
 53° 
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.
 50° 
Mohannie

You're more beautiful
And more outstanding and bright
Than you'll ever know.

You're worth more than you'll know. Just a reminder.
it’s a beautiful thing
this day and age
with bubbling permafrost
with drug-resistance
with obesity treatments
with technological advancements
with scientific discoveries
with silent wars
with blue lava
with bleeding glaciers
with divorce
with sensitivity
with my generation
of people believing
this new generation
is completely and
utterly clueless as a
common occurrence

but let’s think about
what these kids are
into nowadays.

let’s think about who
invented these inane
things for the kids.

my generation of people.

so the kids of today are
the ones who are ******
for liking the things
that we’ve created?

I’m sorry but we have to
be the ones who are obtuse
for believing such things,
oblivious for not
realizing them and
showing the world
we have
little or no imagination
anymore.

the generation before us
has lied to us and
thought us to lie
to the generation
after.

whether it’s the gods
or holidays
or what not.

the youth of the today
are autonomous.
they can not take
responsibility for
their actions nor do
they understand and
just go along
with the trends,
much like,
all the generations
before them
but we need a scapegoat
to cover up our own
farce implementations.

the truth of the matter is..
we’re all a little vacuous
in our own way
especially the ones with
an answer for everything.
living in an imperfect world
where there’s always room
for improvement
nothing for us
or against us
wrapped up in our
congratulatory
self-contradictory
and illogical theories
and as useless as
exploding appendix.

the lost generation
the interbellum generation
the silent generation
the baby boomers
generation x
the millennials

a strong admixture
of imbecility and
self-assurance
filled with belief
and unawareness
to a senseless world

like hate
like blame
like gossip
like jealousy
like being offended
like being impressive
like the punk rock dream
like hospital waiting rooms
like fundraisers and charity events
like your co-worker to the right and
the left of you
and their families
and their families before
them

our greatest creation
our strongest aide

to deconstruct
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