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 1360° 
s Willow
A singular flower grows out
the face of a rock.

That little sprout,
It was holding the power that was bout to be unlocked.

Time was the key
To split the rock
Because that little flower grew a tree.
The singular flower
Cleared a path by unleashing it’s power.
 545° 
Jaxey
the last thing I tasted
was chocolate chip cookies
as you pulled away
giggling
and leaving my lips
tingling
I miss her already
 418° 
Authentic Rose
Open your heart,
Someone needs you—
Calling for your love.
© Authentic Rose
© 2019
 415° 
Lauren
By. Lauren

Relapse.
Another.
Another.
And yet another.
The place I'm at.
The place where my world spins.
The place where I can't look at food.
The place where I've lost 20 pounds.
The place where my blood is drawn.
The place where the world can see I am sick.
I am living in relapse
After relapse.
It just seems like an endless pit of sick.
I have been too sick to write.
 410° 
L
ive always said that

pain is art"
"art is pain.

well then i guess
that this means
that im in pain
 359° 
CursedIndigo
My lips melt together.
While the pen melts with my hand.
 250° 
Rozey
Wounds never heal if you keep peeling the scab.
The cut continues to be opened, blodd leaks everytime.
Only with time, it bleeds less and less.
 234° 
ฝίιισಬ
Your touch was dangerous,
entrancing but not exaspirating,
fingers that felt like
a velvet guillotine.

I soon, unexpectedly
got cut.

The guillotine disguised
as velvet
had pierced my heart.
 230° 
melanie jackson
his name was jack
a hyper breed at that
he taught me love
he taught me strength
but when i needed him most he was gone in a blink
the  words he left inside may head
still stands there like a useless thread
his word were strong
but hard to hear
he said to me im sorry dear
my job is done
and so i must be gone
i have changed your life whats done is done
i do not mean to cause you tears but i must go
for my job is done here
 223° 
Donna
If this poem trends
I just want to say to all
Hi nice to meet you

:-)))

<3
Oops my humour gets the better of me :-)))))) xxxxxxxxxxx
Have a lovely Sunday xxxxx
 186° 
Chrissy
I lost nothing but everything at the same time
I never took that step forward to be who you wanted me to be
I was too selfish to give up just a little of myself to make room for you
but compromise was the missing words in our story book that had already been published
it was too late for us
 144° 
Nimrod kiptoo
I cant even text you coz my fingers aint working, but my heart is
 132° 
Azathoth
I am a prisoner to the rings magic,
As the elves sing a tale so tragic,
A fellowship of friends embark from the city of elves,
And on the path to a red glowing ****.

He gave me this ring with fear in his eyes,
A powerful magic that filled our heads with lies,
I must throw it into the fires of doom,
No matter the cost,
Leaving the shire, i must depart soon.
For I am a Baggins,
And we may wander,
But never get lost.

Look for me in the sky,
Look for me under the ground,
Look for me on the back of an eagle,
You will find me going westbound.
Just a small one about Frodo :)
 114° 
esther fraser
you said you loved me a week ago,
now you moved on.
 113° 
Pagan Paul
.
Impenetrable silence greets
as disappointment inside sweeps,
prey to another false start,
a fire needle to the heart.

And the secret twitch of an eye muscle
reveals the depth of pain in rejection,
the shame of being considered disposable
or a stop on the road to perfection.



© Pagan Paul (22/04/19)
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 103° 
Lyra
it's been a while,
stringing words to unravel the mind.

picking up the pen again,
the familiar feeling of secrets shared,

i missed you, old friend.
 99° 
Tete Rudo
When you are true
To Christ
You live life
To its fullest
And enjoy a life
Of no regrets.
 96° 
tmh
So many old memories ruined by the bandages wrapped around my wrists to hide the sins I used to commit on myself
 92° 
L
You’d be a fool to question anything, for all is
(and there’s nothin’ more, nothing more than the sweet indifference with which nature loves us)
But you’d be a bigger fool not to,
for all is
and this is eternally significant.
 86° 
Feelin' Lucky
That's the good thing.
A poem every day.
 85° 
Mary Gay Kearns
Few people can be beleived
The lips are packed with lies
Words fall as if manœuvred
To benefit selfishness’s world.

I carry the dust of deceitful
tongues, swollen, diseased
Where is cleanliness left?
‘The dog’s bowl at the door’.

Love Mary ***
 76° 
Anthony
Spilling my truth as if it were my own blood
It drains me as I search myself
For what sleeps inside
Sums it up.
 70° 
James Heinrich
You whispered softly
''Don't give up on me''
I replied emotionally
''Don't you worry baby''
But you left me unexpectedly
My heart was left unsteady
You're not with me physically
But my heart will still be yours for all eternity
Hi i'm kinda new to this site
Would be glad to take on some tips and advices
Thanks for having me
 66° 
Lila Timberwolf
It is hard
To write
When all the words I want to say
Are scrambled up inside
Poems about love and betrayal.  
It just seems so overused
But no matter what
It is hard
To write
Anything other then about that.
 66° 
Lyn-Purcell


Your soul is the moon after dawn
A vapour who sings of love as well as pain
A delicate blossom that twirls with zephyrs
Fragrant and enriched by the snow's kiss
The geese have fled from iced lakes
long preserved with whispers of old
In the shade of bamboo, my flute is heard,
carried to you by the frost-kissed air
Your soul, a vapour, the moon after dawn
Hear my hymn of peace,
till winters turn to fawn


My head's still in the clouds! ^-^
I'm trying SO HARD not to freak out about my media course interview...
Lyn ***
 61° 
Tierramxrie
Lately I’ve been really thinking. How can we love someone unconditionally but can never apply that unconditional love for ourselves? We need that love too. I wanna love me to the moon and back. I wanna be comfortable with loving myself to the fullest.
 60° 
Alexys Marie
kisses like the softest
  
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         o    t  
                    e    
                       s

off grand piano
  
     k
          e    y
                    s

play my foolish heart
like your piano

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                       s  
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 59° 
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
t
t
l
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.
©Hg
 56° 
sarah
you said you loved me
and i let you lie
 53° 
irises
someday it will
come again.
someday someone
will come in.

a star
with the deepest depths in the eyes
with the gentlest of breaths
and endless soul in the smile

one day
i'll forgive this pain
not forget -
forgive.
we are all destined to love again, i am sure
 51° 
Tharuki
I'm stuck between the
past and the future.
memories and dreams
life and death.
 50° 
Thomas Wan
Love is like taxis
They're everywhere when you don't need it
But nowhere to be found when you do
 49° 
esther fraser
i fell for you and you only watched.
 49° 
kate
.
sick of chase
cant.
breathe.
without your help
why did you have to
let me drown?
 48° 
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.
 48° 
Nie
Every word has a meaning
But every silence has one too.
 47° 
Laura Duran
I wish I were made of stone
So your words would never hurt me
I wish I were cold as ice
Then maybe I wouldn't be lonely

I wish I were made of steel
So my strength would never waver
If only I could turn back the clock
To a time when I felt safer

But I'm only flesh and bone
And your words have left me bleeding
My heart is torn apart
It's a wonder it's still beating

You made up your mind
Given me your final answer
What we shared is in the past
Time to write a brand new chapter

I will fix my broken heart
Some how glue it back together
It may never be the same
It'll bare this scar forever

But I'll be strong, I'll be alright
Though I'm not as hard as steel
And I can't turn back the clock
In time....my heart will heal
 45° 
silentwoods
Winter springs
into summer,
Quick
as the setting sun.
Summer falls
into winter
Slowly,
and then all at once.
 45° 
Jennifer
‘are you lonely?’
my reflection asks,
her fingertips touching mine.
‘no,’ i smile

‘i have you.’
maybe my own company isn’t so bad after all.
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