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 447° 
Hitherwine
I went  through
one of the hardest and worst situations in my life
without anyone by my side
So don’t you dare tell me
I can’t do anything on my own.
Do you feel it? The power of words?
 269° 
Shwetha sb
Don't cry,it looks bad on you
Just smile,you'll be so beautiful as I ever know...
 250° 
rose hopkins
The spirit wriggled free
And flew
And through
The memories it knew
It grew
Anew.
Spirit  free gathering knowledge.
 233° 
Kelly McManus
While your popping pills
zombies chew fresh human brains
just to ease the pain

                                 Kelly McManus
 184° 
TOD HOWARD HAWKS
Early May.
Grass now green.
Lilacs bloom.
Red, yellow, blue
tulips supplant
winter's cold.
Warmer air
now through
her hair
fair and golden.
We kiss.
Robins, bluebirds
try out
their wings.
Skies take on
blue's hue.
Hope palpable
fills fields
once buried
in silver snow.
We know
wheat and barley
begin to grow.
Maple tree leaves
are being born
on only weeks ago
were barren limbs.
Spring sings.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS
fifteen and blind to
the cruelty of the world
but I am not her
 166° 
Snipes
In a world that's so connected
Why do I feel so disconnected?
 164° 
Deidre Lockyer
In the morning of yesterday
There were strangers talking in my garden, heads close together
Intent on each other, in whispers
I heard them say your name
And the earth shifted a little...the season moved forward a little
And I heard myself sigh like a dreamer

Harvesting hearts and marigolds
The thief steals in when we least expect it, masqued and lithe
Wanting an exploration of Souls
Oblivious, if we’re generous
But still the knife cuts deeply...the blade turns without intention
And I’m bleeding out like a Madrigal

I loved you too much in the Mirrorfall
I found you in the violin’s shadow
Dust and star tears are my witnesses
I love you
My joy and my abyss
I am trying to believe in a love for me.
 154° 
Clarkia
Onyx eyes
Granite hair
Agate skin
Amethyst heart
Labradorite soul
Moonstone energy
Ruby mind
Citrine intentions
---
Opal eyes
Golden hair
Rose quartz lips
Rhyolite heart
Sapphire soul
Jasper energy
Emerald mind
Citrine intentions
 150° 
Connie Hopkins
I was just a baby
born unto you
why did you hate me
what did I do?
                 By Connie Hopkins
 118° 
The Pidgeon
As my heart aches
Falls apart and breaks
I feel at peace
My emotions cease
I exist in solitary
Forever wary
Of things to haunt me
As I nestle into to a fir tree
I felt broken
I felt stolen
By the girl who
Whisked my heart askew
As I stare into my despair
I tell you beware
Of the heartbroken world
That is worse than the underworld
Endless darkness
Endless starkness
Nothing to feel
Nothing to conceal
That nothing is worse
Than the broken heart curse
 108° 
LS
i found you
when i wasn’t even
searching
a breath of fresh air
after being in deep water
for so long
a running and laughing down an empty hallway
type of love
a love where i don’t say that i’m sad
you just feel it
a love so pure
that nothing needs to be said
it is known.
 98° 
David Lessard
I used to read your poems
but lately you don't write
you're silent and aloof
you know that isn't right.
You can't close a door once opened
you can't abolish all your dreams
you're a poet of the heart
mustn't fall apart at the seams.
Say what you can in words
they speak the message true
spoken from the heart
the poems will see you through.
A hermit's not your style
a recluse, you are not
never give up writing
of things that you've been taught.
I used to read your poems
I'd read them once again
if you would send them out
(this one's from a poet friend)
 93° 
shana
They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love.
"
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
 82° 
Lucas Ennis
It feels like my wrists are burning
Blood is dripping down my arms
My head keeps screaming
I shouldn't of self-harmed.
My mom is going to be mad.
She's going to hit me again.
Give me another bruise.
Now my scars have some friends.
Just wash off the blood.
Dry off with the towel.
Wrap up your arms.
Go back to your personal bubble.
Isolate yourself for another week little girl.
Take you medicine.
And jump off the hill.
Just a little vent cause I feel icky.
 70° 
putiira
To learn you
inch by inch
pore by pore
sigh by sigh
is the greatest adventure
I can find
 60° 
Michael Marchese
Dearest one
Wasn’t one
Single mistaken
Heart breaking
Before
It was even us
Making
It up as we went along
Somehow connected
Unbound
And unburdened
Affections
Defected
From system schismatics
Too ******-frenetic
Forget it
It’s better off
Dead and regretted
 59° 
Clive Blake
I love you as long as the day
And as the night is deep,
I love you when I first awake
And when last I fall asleep.

You’re as pure as a snowfall,
As invigorating as a sharp frost,
My heart and soul to you have
Been voluntarily lost.

You are as fair as a moonbeam
And as bright as the sunshine,
I’ll never take your love for granted,
For I feel blessed that you are mine ...
 45° 
Nobody
He
He found her in her mess,
Told her to be at best,
Now she is rocking in her dress.
 39° 
Mykenzie
So many poems
and stories
have gone unwritten
due to fear of not being good enough
 35° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 34° 
kristian
if there's one thing i could do
before i decide to leave
then it would be
to tell you that
i tried my best

i fought all the demons,
i held all the angels closer
but was that enough
to keep me here
with you

i am sorry to say
that that is not true
i am leaving now
and there'll be
no return

dare to look back and
remind yourself of
me and you
and i'll try
that too

you will not lose me
but i will be gone
i want to be in
your heart
forever

i can't help but wonder
what if i die,
will i  still be
on your
mind?
 31° 
Colm
The moment someone knows me
The moment someone sees
I exist
I am present
I am back to being me

And so I go where noone knows me
To where I'm openly not seen
To not exist for a few hours
Is such a blessing
Not to be
The January Lasts

It's not about non-existence. It's about getting away from the self without reset. It's about being... Refreshed. And we all do that differently.
 29° 
tenielle
maybe people are meant
to fall in love
but not meant
to be together.

i was coming to terms with this
only to find out
we werent in love.
i was.
you never loved me
you didnt feel anything for me
you tried to,
but loving someone isnt something
you can make happen.

we always said we were meant to be, right?
soulmates
perfect for each other
you said our love was pure
and real
and unbreakable.
look at it now,
its shattered.

falling in love with you
was the easiest thing
ive ever done.
falling out of love
will be the hardest.
i guess the [lovers] code has been cracked.
 29° 
Charlie
Loved by two,
Loved the two.

Broke the two,
Got broken too.

Broke one to be with another,
and did it again to be with the other.

Wish I could split into two,
To be with the other and another.

But this is reality,
In the end, I was left alone like I deserved.
 28° 
Eloisa
If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry
 27° 
UnitingWriting
The way you stand
The way you sit
The way you secretly laugh for a bit
You’ve been hurt
You’ve been broken
And yet your heart is wide open
You think no one sees
You think no one cares
But that is really just not fair
Because I see
Because I do
My heart is filled by just looking at you
 27° 
Poetry Art
may you continue
reaching your dreams
even if sometimes
it is too far
even if sometimes
it is too hard
may you never get tired
of moving forward
may you live well, rest well, and love well.

to better days ahead,
poetry art
 26° 
zumee
Dear Reader,
if you're reading this
it means
I'm dead
as a paper

free

to be etched
with the poem
I tried to write
so many times
when I was m-
 26° 
Khoi
Real freedom
are intrinsically linked
to the freedom
of a bird of prey.
 25° 
Allesha Eman
You are the abundance of stars only visible to the dreamer in the wake of night

The sun and its companions as they glow to shine a light on the surface of your skin

You are the mischief that forms the toothy grin on the face of a child’s curiosity

The everlasting glow on their faces as they question the world around them

And I am lost in translation, confused, amused and somewhat enchanted

To you I am the clouds that hide away your blue skies

But to me I am the ones that shield you from the glare of a jealous sun

And to each other we are foreign, bordered and misunderstood

Lost in translation I’m waiting for you to understand ,
That to you; you’re nothing, but to me; you’re my dreamland
 23° 
Traveler
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
.


Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
19
i'm sitting here thinking about
what i actually have
and all too quickly realizing
that it's nothing
i have nothing
i am alone
but that's not how i wanted it
i just don't want to be a burden
and i mess every relationship up
i wish i knew what to do right now
because i'm scared
that will never get any better
 22° 
toleomato
Bruised knuckles
and
broken hearts,
with the smell
of *****
in the back of the car.
 22° 
Linus Stevenson
We kissed and said goodbye
"Don't miss me too much" I teased
And you didn't.
 22° 
zozek
Sometimes we can only see the blossom
when we hit the bottom
little joys of life
help to strive

I know you care about me
and this sets me free
and let me be
bringing me a cup of tea
 22° 
Akta Agarwal
its hard to hide the way you feel,
losing the will on truthful words,
forgetting what is real
its hard when you are scared of laughing or crying,
that someone will see your agony and pain from which you are suffering from,
and you forget to laugh , you forget your happiest and cheerful nature,
because of the fear that someone may know about you and will start to judge you,
and may you will loss the love of your friends and family,
when you are sad ,
its hard to pretend that you are happy
When you are terrified that someone might ask about your situation and and your sadness,
then what will you answer to them,
its becoming harder every day,
its becoming harder to lie and hide things,
its becoming a very hard task of life.
 20° 
Erika
i spend my days
pouring myself into the cups of others

only to find that
when it’s time for myself
to take a sip

all that’s left
in my cup
is the remainder of a girl
who gave too much
self care is extremely important. most days I fight my depression by putting smiles onto others faces, but forgetting about my once bright smile.
 19° 
joe machetto
the walls were
the length of night
when he heard birds
practicing their songs

from a tree lined street
to the ribs
of his door

there he was
just a man
on a bed
in a room

tied to a space
a decoration of
his own cave

waiting for the eyes
of his window
to open

and life to come
rushing in
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