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 403° 
Erin Asuncion
Together for almost 3 years,
And always crazy with fierce,
Friendship like Glue,
Can I trust you?,

Working for 1 year,
Like sisters we cheer,
But silence appeared,
Now I fear,

You kept your distance,
And so did I,
A secret you cant keep,
Had broken me from inside,

I can't say a word,
Not even a "hello",
I can't trust you no more,
Cause I can't seem to find a reason anymore,
I wrote this in the van on my way to work, something for a friend I thought I could trust but not
 394° 
uselace
i have so much love,
for the world
for people
and no one
to take it
the greeks would call it agape
 327° 
pseudnco
i took your eraser and rubbed the poem i wrote for you away.

it was near dawn when i wrote our "i love you" on both sides.

i still haven't given it back.

.
.
.

maybe next period.
you're unreachable at arm length. i want your attention, please know that i'm here.
 300° 
JAW
Pencils on paper
People talk about the parties later
but you’re wearing a blue stripped shirt today
And I can’t help but notice
 240° 
Kai
suicidal as defined
by depressing thoughts
and tendencies to death
I do not define myself

but to gentle apathy
wishing nonexistence
and in bed till three
is what I will be

what do you call me
if I don't want to die
but simply cease to be
from any and all reality
I never wanted to die, only to never exist in the first place.
 230° 
Lizzie Matthias
like the snap of a finger,
the flick of a wrist.
a good day
can change
just
like
that.
 186° 
Lila Timberwolf
No more tears for me.
Rap and punching
Pain is my new relief.
 172° 
Infamous one
Step up to mic
Dk what to say
Make it inspirational
Empowered to motivate
Positive message in the struggle
Rise above hate not losing faith
will not be consumed by misery
Focused on greatness on a lonely road
Not be determined by others fate
 141° 
Psychotic Poetess
You could have been my star
But guess what, you did not want
You slipped from my sky
You slipped from my chaos
could eat us alive
I needed to slip from it too
but you did not come back
and that's good.

I gave you my heart,
I felt it helplessly all the time
I could not understand
what went on most of the time
but my heart was rotten
this I didn't know
I was gifting you my all
but my all was venomous
but my all was wrong
it wasn't enough!
but it is all I have
please lovers take my hand
this broken heart
is all I really can have
it mends on its own
it needs no nurse or doc
just eyes...and hands
and love,
and love,
and love,
that word I cannot stand
that word I really don't understand
what we crave
what makes us great
salvation in a trap
the hidden treasure
that we obtain in magic,
fabulous ways
 132° 
Masha Yurkevich


I am human.

I make mistakes.

I learn.

I fail.

I succeed.

I am not perfect;
nor do I want to be.

I want to be free.

I want to be different.

I want to be unique.

I want to stand out.

I am me.


And the best you can be is yourself.
If only I could truly love,
If only I had trust,
If only I opened and talked,
If only I expressed tears,
If only I ignored the fake,
If only I ripped off the dark,
If only I killed Lies in my heart,

I wouldn't have lost you.
I'm sorry.

I love you.
After finish reading, please try reading from the end.
 111° 
Cecelia
It's there, I can see it
I can feel it pulling me

Disaster and disappointment
Can only discourage me for so long

Because the sun's radiance is there
I can feel it driving me towards
Success
9/16/2019
Cecelia C.
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 106° 
eight
eye: hi, sky
sky: bye, eye


hit with the sun.
 99° 
xxx
Skinny inhale
On my cigarette
In the dark
In the light
Of the ashes
On the floor.
 92° 
leano
Suicide aint it chief
 91° 
rachel
Write on me
Score my skin with graphite
Tell me you care
While carving me up
Like a roast pig
Cry your sorry
Till the salt falls in these wounds
 85° 
BJ Donovan
Promises of treasured recognition
if your brilliant poem is picked
from the crowded field as first rate.
Award is 3000. Entry fee is 20 bucks.
Hmm. I think I'll start a contest. It seems lucrative?
 75° 
OLIVE KROSS
take me back with you
so we can gaze at the stars
one sin at a time.
a haiku
Is it punishment
To serve or to die
Hide from the reality
In house we built to make us cry
 57° 
Proctor Ehrling
I've built on desire
My lungs to respire
The whole world entire
Till it goes down in fire
Freestyle written in 2 minutes.
 52° 
Grace E
She's not the damsel.

She's the dragon.
And she knows who she is.
 51° 
Dre Poetry
Deep into the ship
She sunk with her breathe
It sunk her, drowning.
 49° 
Napolis
Your shadow
follows
behind you like
a prisoner
of your
past.

your eyes
have become
roses that
are slowly
dying..

and all
of my words
cannot help
her in
these nights,

where she
hides behind
these empty
walls.

at first light
of marriage
she was
ready to
set the
world on
fire.

put now
her fortunes
are just
empty pockets
of fate
buried deep in
her old
favorite jeans.

too young
too stupid,

in love
or whatever
you call
it at eighteen
years of age.

and I
send her
kisses and
quiet whispers,

that at twenty-eight
she might
grow to
understand.

that at
thirty eight
might cover
her heart
like a
blanket.

and then she
will realize
that "yes,

I loved her
too."
 48° 
ohellobeautiful
recognize
the untold power
in your own strength
plant seeds in the hurt
where others threw dirt
use your tears
to water the cracks
your heart once lacked
because
those are the places
your light shines through
your darkness is a reminder
that all you’ve ever needed
is radiating from you
 45° 
Moon Cherry
Drowning in lust,
For it I must,
Orchestrate a heist,
For every bit of dust.
We are souls covered in dust. It’s very dusty that others can’t see.
500
  
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What the Actual
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 43° 
Hank Helman
Dew
The dark shuffles out
With night and quiet on its back,
Winter's woke,
Up and lifts one lazy lid
Sniffs the fertile autumn stir,
One single harsh and homeward sneeze
Turns morning dew
To foggy breath and needle's breeze.
I love fall...it's such a perfect word for a Canadian season.
 43° 
japheth
you’re not

unworthy

of love.

they weren’t

just worthy

of yours.
 43° 
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.
 42° 
sara
I'll wait for you like she could have

I'll protect you like she should have.

I'll fix that heart of yours that she shattered.

I'll love you.

Just let me treat you like you deserve,
and i'll love you as long as you let me.
 41° 
Anne
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                                                               ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
 40° 
Lacy
Surrendering your life
Useless
Irony
Crying every day and night
Isolation
Dead to the world
Every day I ask am I going to die today.
 38° 
Megan Joseph
love is a drug;
once you have a taste
you can't get enough.
maybe that's why I am afraid,
afraid to take a sip,
a bite,
a whiff,
of love,
i might overdose.
 38° 
kell
I   have  no  doubt  that  
everything  happens  for  a  reason
for  all  the  grief  and  suffering
bliss  and  beauty  may  follow  
not when  you  expect  or  need  it
but  when  you  appreciate
the  other  the  most

B   E ~  P  A  T   I   E  N  T
Your simply in the time in between
 38° 
Mystic Ink Plus
You
Are
Trending




In
My
Mind
Genre: Micro verse
Theme: Privileged
Author's Note:
He/She might not say
Anything casual

Expect something
Different
Calm to ears
 36° 
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.
 36° 
Graff1980
I am as fit as a fractured fiddle,
with my wooden cords galore
that don’t make a sound anymore,
and a neck like wet cardboard
that is ready to fold and fall
on the bathroom floor.
 35° 
savspoetry
rereading our old messages
is like opening a closed wound
i cant believe I let you talk to me like that
 34° 
Hg
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
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t
l
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.
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 32° 
Adrasteia
I thought I’d know
When we were dancing
And you kissed me
In the falling snow
 32° 
Eva
JRH
I love you through universes and galaxies
I love you endlessly and past infinity
I love you unselfishly and undeniably
I love you undeceivingly and unconditionally.
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