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 312° 
A
You are my sun
my light
my greatest adventure
 237° 
julie
trees are changing their robes;
on misty mornings
I am sitting on my porch.
a book  
I've found in a vintage bookstore
at the corner of my street
is lying in my lap

drinking a tea
wrapped into my favorite blanket
and watching my neighbors
carving their pumpkins

smelling the scent
of firewood
while also listening to
Frank Sinatra

autumn, oh autumn
where have you been?
 230° 
Martin Palatický
I have still much to learn

so Im listening
 201° 
wreckingball
I don't like you wearing his clothes
take them off.

His smell still lingers.
I hate that he's touched you everywhere that I've wanted to
first.
 173° 
Lemonade
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
 144° 
Rekusasu
Mahal kita 'yan ang iyong pakatandaan,
Mahal kita 'yan ay iyong pakaingatan,
Mahal kita at ikaw ang hiling ko sa walang hanggan,
Mahal kita maging sino ka man.

Hindi mo man ako mahalin 'yan ay aking tatanggapin,
Hindi mo man ako pansinin na tila ba'y isang hangin,
Hindi mo man masuklian ang nilalaman ng aking damdamin,
Ikaw pa rin sa puso ko ang aking mamahalin.
 133° 
E B K
Do you ever think
of a poem
that's amazing

and you're sure you'll remember
to write it down

but you won't
This is kind of my mood right now.
 124° 
lX0st
And I,
The singer
And bringer
Of death,
Do cast unto you
For all that I’ve wept
Though hard
As I try,
And fight
As I might,
My tender heart
Wasn’t meant
For this life
And it, too,
Cannot
Be kept
 111° 
Hailey
You have the most beautiful brown eyes
The kind you can get lost in
And I guess I am.
 93° 
Deadwood Jawn
Sleeplessness it's
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 87° 
Sienna
Its the days when you don’t cry,
But you don’t smile either.

It’s the days when you’re quieter than usual,
And people notice.

It’s the days when you aren’t quite thinking about anything.

But if someone asked you what was wrong,
You wouldn’t know where to start.
 83° 
Chandler M
The pilot commands
A robot to function
As they see fit
But when the pilot cannot be trusted
How will anything get done?
That is the brain.
 77° 
july
why are you so noisy
you're hurting my ears
you're just seeking attention
to someone who doesn't notice you
do you need help?
i can't help you
you are me
and i don't like me
anymore.
i want to disappear.
 76° 
David J
What am I to write
when theres nothing on my mind
Guess I'll just improv
For having nothing in mind, look at that haha, not to shabbby. Im having to good a time with this hahaha.
 61° 
Mal
I want you to kiss me
All over my lips
While I pull you close
And grab your hips
I'm active again ;D
 59° 
Sea's End
When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
 57° 
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                      d
                         r
                           i
                             p
                               p
                                 e
                                   d
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
 57° 
peach
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
 55° 
Alex
you took the life out of me
stripped me to the bone
and i let you

now i lay before you
black and white
 54° 
Andje
Unsaid, untold  
Stains of sunlight, stains of gold
Ebony and silver in tune, in loop
moon lies, monsoon
Bm
 52° 
Pyrrha
I wonder what it feels like
To hold the world in your hands
And let it slip from your grasp

Suppose I'll never know
 48° 
The Calm
I started writing poetry,
Because I liked a girl

I wasn't sure if she liked me back
And insecure of the things I lack

My poem made her blush and smile
So I've been writing poems for a while
True story
 46° 
Lorraine
Same old laugh
Same old scent
Same old touch
Same old stare

Same old love
No one stayed
 39° 
Lyn-Purcell
My                                              
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
fae                                                  
♡         ­                                       
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n                                      
t                       ­                       
l                                                
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s                                                  ­  
w                                              
e                                        
e                     ­             
t                                        
♡                                                      

                  With
                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and
                     hope
                    ♡
                 f
           o
           r
                 ♡
                         p
                             e
                             a
                       c
                 e
                     ♡

As                    
I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
safe                
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a        
f      
r        
a                
i                  
d       ­     
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t
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f        
l              
y          


                                        She
                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
                                          Hurt
             ­                             ♡
                                  ­        I
                                               '
                                                     m
                                                      ♡
       ­                                             s
                  ­                             o
                                        ♡
                     ­          s
                             o
                                    r
                                          r
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
                                                               ­                 a
                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
                                            ­                            ♡
                                   ­                            c
                                                             o
                                                               ­   l
                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                        But
                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                       up
                      ♡
                  a
                  ­ n
                           d
                                  ♡
                           ­               h
                                        e
      ­                           r
                          ♡
              p
      e
          n­
                 ♡

With                        
the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
Queens                      
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t              
h          
a              
n                        
k         ­                         
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       ♡
m    
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h        


                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
♡                                              
a                                                          
n   ­                                                       
d                                                      
♡       ­                               
h                            
o  ­                      
p                              
e                               ­       
s                                        
♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
s                                                              
i                                                      
d                                                
e                                                
♡                                                          
b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
♡                                                          
s    ­                                            
i                                                  
d            ­                                              
e                 ­                                                   ♡
I'm back!
So sorry everyone, the last few weeks have been... a strain on me.
I am still doing my media course and all, but mentally and emotionally,
I was slipping down into a dark place. My sleeping patterns have been messed up, my nerves have been completely out of control, my self-doubt, anxiety and depression drained me so much that I found it really hard to write, so I needed time to gather myself. It was so hard for me to pick up a pen. To do anything. My smiles were hollow and I just felt so lost.

I just wanted to apologise, I didn't mean to worry anyone. I'm truly touched by the out-pour of support for me. I got so many messages asking if I was alright. I can't express how much that warmed my heart. I'm so used to people being angry at me for my silence that it usually scares me to come back. By nature, with everything I've experienced, it's made me more and more of an isolationist. To all of those people, truly, thank you so so much for staying and just being kind to me...
Really. Thank you T-T
And thank you to all my followers, old and new.
245 followers... I can't even... T-T
I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record but thank you.
I'm back now, and I'm feeling better.
It's easier to hold my pen so I will resume spilling my ink.

I'll continue the Masked Bard on Thursday, I'm free the whole day.
I have no idea of my schedule the coming week.
Again, I appreciate everyone one of you.
Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.
Thank you for staying with someone like me.
With much love,
Lyn ***
 38° 
larni
once upon a time
long ago
there was a you and me

i knew you once
and it was nice
silence was comfy
and we didnt have to try

i knew you once
long ago
you shared your secrets
and i shared mine

i knew you once
long ago
but where did you go...?
argh, i miss you.
 35° 
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.
 35° 
rebecca
girl friend
girl                   friend
girl                                                 friend
girl                                                      ­                         friend
girl                                                      ­                                                       friend
girl
 34° 
noren tirtho
Time doesn't heal.
And the wound knows it.
Layers gather on the ****
but the damage remains,
hiding itself deep inside
the secret scar
time healing wound layers damage hidden secret scar
 34° 
Julia
but before i can think
of loving you
i need to learn
to love me, too
 32° 
Pagan Paul
.
You are the future
but already a ghost,
and I sit tapping a pen
waiting for you to come.

Invade my empty mind,
crowd it with wisdom
that can be flow written
across lines of emotions.

Just as an ear for poetry
harkens to a moving soul.


Pagan Paul © (15/01/20)
.
 32° 
JP
It
stands in front
to lover
stands next
to wife...
 31° 
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.
The day  has now gone here is the night
It's twelve o'clock all lights gone out
Not a single soul no one insight
We look out the window no one about.

Eyes are weary we are fighting sleep
Time to clime up that wooden hill
Waiting for us is the bed and sheets
Tired and drowsy sleep we will.

The evenings are colder
The frost here again
But we are much older
And our health's not the same

So as we head to that slumber land
And we dream our cares away
We pull up the blankets with our hands
And say goodnight to the day.
These cold nights a nice warm bed is welcoming.
 31° 
Kelly Anne
gently kind
mentally mad

they never see
just what’s inside
they freckle faced head
that ginger hair of lies

her deceitful smell of roses
shields dark ****** nights
people are good at hiding things, weirdly kindness hides the darkest secrets
 30° 
Sparrow
how do you name
this kind of strength?

the thing she loves most
shatters her, irreparably

shards sink to the depths
drowning she dies there

then recreates herself,
returning to care for it
 29° 
Aaron Jamison
We can rejoice
You can sigh
You can feel the depths
We can touch the sky

You can belittle
We can gratify
You can desecrate
We can sanctify

We can uphold
You can lie
You can plunder
We can supply

You can flee
We can stand by
You can diminish
We can magnify

Oh weak of heart
You cannot run
You cannot hide
Upon this you can rely
 29° 
Lauren Leal
Actions speak louder than words,
You wonder why I'm speechless.
 28° 
Finnick
So much to say,
So few people to truly listen.
 28° 
Febronia Ventura
I love you to the Moon...

I think I want to stay there

...
...
...

Let's go.
 28° 
Oli
the type of love that gives you lungs in place of a heart that
gives you aches and pains in places you've never thought before
the type of love that we're all tired of talking about
some more than others
the floor is a maze, it's a tricky walk to the door but i
love you
enough to dig these nails right into
my skin, and tear open everything enough to dive six feet into the watery grave of an old wanderer, who's seen more than one could ever want to confess
i am a mess but i
i love you
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