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Ive loved you in ways that I have never been loved
I loved you for reasons that you will never know
Ive loved you for longer than you’ve known and for far longer than you’ve deserved
It’s my fault for loving you too much
I knew you weren’t capable of accepting what I had to give
But you didn’t have to make me feel stupid
I cant count the times you’ve brought tears to my eyes or have made me cry
Youve hurt my feelings so many times and I just want to know why
If I could go back in time Id try to be perfect for you just so you didnt make me feel so stupid
I gave you so many chances to change and you just made me look stupid
And now I have tears in my eyes and you’ve made me cry
I dont know why you had to make me look stupid
Zainab Ibrahim
Like the setting sun,
Rich hues of red blended with oranges, purples and crimsons.
She Walks In Beauty.
Awaiting the night sky.

Like the moon,
florescent and luminous,
She Walks In Beauty
Bathed in an ethereal glow.
FJ Davis
As a young man
I frequently and unexpectedly rode off into the sunset.
Now, a grizzled codger, I know my last ride
will be more like a dizzying push into
The Black Void. These days, I try
leaving a lot fewer loose ends
when I finally decide
to saddle up.
Blasted prescious seconds lost
Like cannon fire in the wrong direction
It's a shame to sink such prescious metals
Into an ocean so deep and unforgiving as this
Not very significant though. If the memory faded this quickly.
i try to make it look like i'm okay but i'm lying
and no one sees through the smile and sees that i'm crying
i keep pretending that things are fine
i can't keep walking this line

why can't you see i'm broken
#broken #line #lying #cry #smile
When a little sadness creeps in, seeps in all the nooks and crannies of my life I don’t have enough buckets to bail myself out of this sinking ship.
El viento vuela,
Nunca se voltea,
Libre es,
Y nadie lo encarcela.
Kirsten Claire
I never knew
That angels
Dressed in mundane clothing
Could enter my life
And offer up shards of light
To slowly piece together
My fractured heart

The biggest compliment a woman can pay a man, is to release this sweet nectar before, during, and after the art that is love making..
You're welcome guys....

(C) [email protected]  2019
What a beautiful compliment a woman can give a guy
my mental health is a balance beam i keep forgetting i'm standing on.
sometimes it feels like it's standing on me.
i balance perfectly for a moment and suddenly i lose the discipline that got me there. i wish i could spend just a few moments enjoying the peace i fight for. uphill battles are always difficult;
why does mine have to be invisible too?
Love me
naked beyond
flesh or bone,

trace your
fairytale dreams
to memory upon
my lips,

runaway your
passion and lust
across my eyes,

and never
let the sun
run to retire.

and deep inside
our eyes
we will define
our destiny,

and we you
will never
let each other go.

and as all
of your love
falls out
of time..

nothing will
be left
but you and I.

so let me
be your

and never
be satisfied
with less.

to be young
to die old
inside  your
angel eyes

and sing.
sandra wyllie
Sometimes it’s hard to find
the right words that go together.

Often there is no reason
as to why things happen. And clichés

get in the way of healing. People say
them only because they’re not

thinking. There are no explanations
as to why certain things happen. I’d

rather not force my bitterness on
one, to be the bitter berry. I’d rather cut

my tongue.  Or worse yet -
be the bowl of cherries
in a pile of bile
Screaming and crying
Its funny because
I'm always lying
Words like "i'm fine"
Cant change the truth
But can hide it.

And when there's no more tears
Not even fears or feelings seem to be around
Not a sound comes out
So you just kinda look around
Feeling your heart break

It's a funny thing, really
You felt so much pain
But at some point
You changed
And now you feel nothing
a soulmate who never was meant to be
follow me on instagram even.taken
Jay M
Take me away
Far away
To a land of wonder

Soon, I beg,
Soon, I plea,
Lift me up
Dear family...

Hated by the blood,
I know,
But family of soul
Please don't let me go...

- Jay M
October 21st, 2019
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
You're not mine to keep
But that won't stop me from loving you
So I'll keep on loving you
From a distance
Watching you
From afar
And hoping
For the best that you'll do
In life
And your future
I love you
Beauty of autumn
   As I watch the sunset fades
    Yellow, mellow, gold
A short story
exposed bones

Poetry in motion
skeletal songs
I remember when you were my distraction,
Your eyes,
Your smile,
I need to find a new distraction,
To get you off my mind.
These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.
I often wonder why we can't understand other's poems sometimes, but deep down it is the one who writes it knows the value of it.
The night is daughter to the moon

The sun her father

Wilful and wild


So unlike her serene and graceful mother

Or her bold papa

She hides where they shine

Unseen and often unheard

Keeper of secrets

Dark eyed girl of mystery and magic

Singular blue child

Of many questions

And few answers
Because sometimes,
paper is the only one
who listens.
my mind is empty of words
I have nothing to write about
I sit and I ponder
on what I wish to express
but whatever I do
they always end up as
works in progress
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!
Explanation 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
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect
I love you all!!
On the edge of sleep you are the moon
suspended in a midnight sky
shining among all the stars in heaven
A ’twinkling in your eyes

You are my Sunday morning
sharing skin between the sheets
And lazy afternoons
That leave me full, complete

You are a life long journey
A path that leads me home
A fire to stir my passion
The only one I’ve known

You’re whispers in my coffee
Sweet echoes are my cream
You‘re the rage of lustful yearnings
In my silent movie screams

Just like a speckled puppy
You bring me youthful joy
Like a candy coated confection
That leaves me wanting more

You burn with fire and flame
That robs me of my sight
You’re everything I long for
An ageless guiding light

You are a timeless vessel, dear
The maker of my sighs
A keeper of my secrets
The flame I can’t deny

You are that haunting melody
Rewinding in my head
A bold and tasty morsel
That keeps my hunger fed

In dreams…you are the moon, love
Sweet whispers in the night
You settle on my pillowslip
To make all my wrongs seem right

My heart aches
for you
but you are
nowhere to be found
So I will put pen to paper
and write of my love
if you return too late
you can read my last words
I wore it again
and people complimented me
they say red is my color
and it suits me.

it's too thick and dark
did I overapply
no, it's the right amount
just enough
to make them think
I'm fine.

I look at myself
in the mirror,
and they're right
red shines on me,
so I applied
another layer,
and another
until my lips felt too thick,
but my eyes still see
the scars beneath it.
It's terrible to think
that our ship could sink
before it reaches

And our words don't
have to work too hard
to dig our grave
in water.

But it's not time yet
to send an SOS.
Because our ship still
floats on.
I've got 2 more poems for the full story. I'm posting them separately though because it would be too much to look at once.
"There are more Days than there is life"
Renee Danes
Sometimes we need to watch
Where our feet our going
So that we don't fall down the stairs of life
And end up with broken bones
And tears that last eternally...
Because I feel.
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.
Alex Teng
We fell in love by chance,
We stay in love by choice.
no matter
what i do
can't stop
loving you
It was so overwhelming
the swirls of orange around me
A subtle dreamy orange like the sunset
So safe
So light
I waved my finger for more swirls of orange
my fingers wiping the sky as the night turns bluer
the sky became this deep ocean blue
My fingers drew points on the sky where I want to go
with each point a sparkle
then the lit up for me.
Carmen Jane
My fangs grew overnight
And when I tried to hide my smile
It poked my lower lip
From it, a bit of blood dripped,
It tasted sweet.

I walked over arched bridges at night
The ones, that mold around the moon light,
My fangs were longing for a match
To graze your lips, your mouth to touch.
On you, to latch.

The knock woke me from my deep sleep,
I heard some kids say trick or treat,
I realized it's Halloween!
I gathered candy from under couch
I didn't need my plastic fangs
I had my own and the costume matched...
Tori Schall
In a mysterious new world
she wanders, confused.
Not yet understanding
all the fine print.

She speaks in a foreign tongue
but smiles brightly
as if nothing could ever
take her from the stars.
For my adorable friend Nahir.
Peter Garrett
I wrote this a million times
But I could never really find
Proper words to fill your lines
There's just too many curves in them
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