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Jeremy Stacy
Entice me with your coquetry
so precise that it’s like poetry
I meet it with my suavity
in a game with reciprocity
I appreciate the honesty
i have
so much
more of it
since instead
of waking up all
anxious to take on the
day i wake up with
only a wanting to
surrender me
to the way
the day
life is a mighty river, i a tiny leaf subject to her whims, so i might as well not fight against the tide, and instead just watch what flies by, enjoying the ride
Teodoro Ronquillo
It is our mad fate
That conciousness
Unlived and unexiled

Like a prophet
Whose songs
Cry out in the dark
We stand

Defeated in exile
In front of
An aged mirror

We press forward
In the presence
Of the absolute
Melanie Jackson
write me a song
a small one that i can sing
i dont want to dance alone
so write me your favorite
if only so i can understand
your elaborate
Ugo Victor
I have written a lot
Of things about love
But I’m just learning, at 30
That it is a lot of things
But the picture of perfect;
What even in the world is?
Sam ≠ Hg
Dr Peter Lim
Even if I could
          I'm not sure I would
i love you,
and to prove it,
i need to end myself?
it's not  that I'm scared,
but i would die,
not knowing,
if you smiled,
when you knew,
i loved you more than myself
a lot of people **** themselves to show someone how they love them, but if you did you will never be able to know if your love for them, made them smile
Third Eye Candy
there is salt where the sugar flew kites that kissed a yellow sun
and that was when you loved me best and all the pomegranates
guffawed in the fog of war with little rare hats-
made of morning dew; due to some devil of a heavenly.
but it’s Different now, the way a season
snaps like a twig-
and All of a Suddenly
the Moon.

there is salt where
the  cream drew breath
from a marble

But now, there’s Just
the Opposite.
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!
Exclamation 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!

Vanity but the computer is not correct
455 likes and loves
Captain Trips
It's hard to know
When to quit.
What to quit.

A friend once told me:
"One vice at a time."

But maybe I put
To much meaning
Into his words.

Because he blew his head off
With his service pistol,
And I'm still here. So...
That's gotta mean something,

Maybe what I need to quit
Is this mindset of extremes.
There may be more value
In finding the balance between
Keeping on keeping on,
And knowing when
enough is enough.

Keeping on.

Not everything has to be
An on-off switch, Justin.
Treat yourself
Like a dimmer,
And find that perfect
Balance of light within.
Talking to myself.
My beautiful sunflower,
of warm, yellow joy -
infectious - as sunshine
beams across our faces.

An abundance of petals,
golden in the light.
Growing toward the sun,
striving for perfection.

Our beautiful sunflower,
nurtured and thriving,
growing through my heart, warm
with happiness and love.
happiness of being in love? feels gross to read it now haha
Watch them spread
Like friend groups after graduation
Buttered bread
Cross-country voyage
Some will say his hand won the world cup
Some will say his dribble guaranteed it
But many will say his magic will forever be remembered
RIP Diego Armando Maradona

Argentina mourns the lost of her son
The world mourns but forever remembers
From the slums to the green grass that open their gates
RIP Diego Armando Maradona

Thank you, for the great memories
Diego Armando Maradona
Bea Autumn
Time flies by so fast then its past

Remember special moments always last

So make some memories to treasure

Each day have and give some pleasure

So when second chances do come by

To love again say yes reach for the sky

Because I love the moments in time

When you're with me and you are mine

Cherish and relish everyday while you can

Precious are the moments when love is the plan
make every moment count
       going up the street
  Figuring for a transitioning
     But retaining status quo
like the secret people meeting clubs
and it makes perfect sense
     Make new spells
For enrichn’ing inflections
Be here now, be here now
Be the setting
By setting the theme
Preen yr feathers and make the calls
      Walk down the street
Unknown stranger
Without breaking the silence ;
I slowly move towards the depth .
I can feel the cold breeze
Gently writing its name,
I can hear the call of ocean
Calling me to feel its beauty ,
In my every breath
New desires r taking birth ,
And when i close my eyes ;
I can hear the gossips of mermaids,
I can feel the tickling of water ,
Everything seems to be so perfect
I wish i could stay a little longer
But i have to go;
Maybe he is still waiting for me
To come and hear about the world i have seen!
allowed to admit
these letters
are losing meaning
some days
i don't want to be me

some days i don't want
to be a person
Kaitlyn Marie
imagine being isolated from everything you love

take those painfully intense emotions
make them be your guide to loving more, loving stronger, and being the fire that you still are, maybe just smoking, maybe you can't see anything at all.

But you were born to ignite your true colors

Even if you can't see with you heart
Drops of rain
On the window pane
Fall down in sweet misery

Sipping tea
Transports me
To land I do not know

The waiter calls
I don't seem to care
Neither does he

The clock has stopped
The world has paused
So what ,if only momentarily

At café de tranquillité‌‌
Laura M Julio S
To that baby
That kid
That teenager
That adult

Growing inside me
I’m afraid
                 Of the pain
                                    I may feel

                                    It may cause
  I’m afraid
                 Of growing


why should I apologize
for being a monster
when no one apologized
for turning me into one
WendyStarry Eyes
A whirl wind
Of bliss waiting
For you
Is it Heavenly bliss
Think twice before
°•Walking through🤔
His face
The sight brings a smile to yours
His eyes
You can stare into them forever
His lips
You wish you can kiss them
His hands
You wish you can intertwine them with yours
His mind
It intrigues you
His soul
You can love it for eternity
His heart
It doesn't belong to you
I believe in yesterday
please stay with me
release your love
so I can see
oh I believe in yesterday
I'm falling down
please help me
I believe in yesterday
I hope you come around
We can find a way
I believe in yesterday
Tess M
is it this loss,
the loss of her
or is it something else

constantly eating, dreaming.
waiting, searching.

people seem to find that which they look.
I do not.

am I alone in my antsy
will my leg ever stop shaking,
my heart stop looking?
will I ever be satisfied?
You were
My sigh of relief
And now
You’re gone
And I’m sitting here
Gasping for air
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about

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
you never asked to read my poetry
maybe that was the sign.
i told you i wrote for fun,
you shrugged and moved on.
red flags went up everywhere, but i didn’t bother looking
Anna Mink
you're a stranger in a myth where there is no official beginning or ending
and i'm not worth your spark in my darkness nor every explosion you leave for me.
now im stowed in all that is left of you when it seems this cruel world doesn't need me
and i can't recall what inviting lies you've said when embers on my skin singe deep.

~ A.M, F.H.
Written & Published 28th of November 2020.
Expressing my emotions.
I'm toxic but no need for precautions
To find a faithful lover is a prayer in my devotions,
Because the heartbeats and headaches keep causing the comotions
I pen a poem
a beautiful
and think that maybe
it is about a woman instead.

in disgust,
i throw it away.

not that i hate her,
the contrary,
but to me,
it seems,
a flower cannot be a flower
and a woman
cannot be a woman.
Saudia R
Let my silence teach you

what my words

did not
This year, do not explain yourself (especially repeatedly) to someone who does not listen. Let your silence be your response. Let your happiness be your response. Let your peace be your authenticity.
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 like *******.
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.
Lady Misfortune
I say:
Do you want me to pretend you do not exist?

She says:
Do as you wish.

I perceive:
All I was once you moved onto the next,
A waste of breath.

What a mutual perception process,

You keep on running and now I have nothing but my beliefs.

And what do you have?
Your cup is empty

It would be full but...
You poke holes in all the words I speak
The art of assuming the worst

Created 5.21.18
perhaps I talk too much to the moon
and don’t listen enough to the universe

for I long for a love
too extraterrestrial
to ever find on this planet

perhaps a poet’s true fate
lies in solitude

for we yearn for connection
too shakespearean
to ever survive this modern day
I turn 21 on Saturday but feel around 70 if i’m honest.
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.
rain scent
is pulling
me out
of my
and softly
me back
to sleep.
Graces everyone with her presence,
lights up the world with her smile,

Where does the light come from?
Where does the darkness hide?

Look into her eyes
you'll find where the truth lies.

A shattered heart,
a numb soul.

Darkness lies within,
breaking her apart

Like a candle,
light is what the world will get

While she slowly melts
into her shadow.
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