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 558° 
Khoi-San
She made a simple call
gave a penny
without feeling tall
a giver of love
the receiver of more
 411° 
Katja Pullinen
I can't be perfect as I am.
I wanna just to be a better person.
I wanna grow, I wanna learn.
I want to be a better one.
I wanna be better than yesterday.
Than year ago, than mounths, than days and weeks.
I wanna just to be a better person.
I wanna being better for you.
 406° 
Annette
the sand of your red deserts scorch the story
of your turbulent past your shameful history
we left you naked stripped you bare

your chained children cried
we heard it not
your brave warriors died
we saw it not

our needs were more than the Saharan sand
more wealth more gold more slaves more land
we left you bleeding in the African sun

o God what have we done

Forgive us Africa
looking into the eyes of a young slave on a black-and-white photograph
 269° 
Paul morse
She holds my heart
She has my soul
FOR
Eva long
To ends and beyond
EVA
So true
As the Oceans reflect Blue
There you have it
For Eva it's you
 268° 
Prince
We cut our own tongue until famous people hear it
 262° 
chris
a starving kiss from the sun
the rain drops ruin all the fun
bundled up inside my head
hide inside your mouth instead

a weak and frail famished star
the world is grey you are too far
coming back into the sky
all you have to do is try
nothin against winter but i miss the sun
In the comfort of darkness
I see not my life
Nor my sins
Red flags hidden by
The blood coming from me
The way I've always wanted
A maze of thorntrees
I now stand it
With everything I want
But nothing I need
Hatred my last friend
Regret my remaining love
Art my punishment
A grim reminder
Of a life no longer in reach
Ink of permanence
Telling me I'll forever be alone
Destined for self annihilation
On my way to what I deserve
Theft my crime
Stealing what I could never use
Yet others thrive on
Vision blurring out
As the cool water becomes dark
Dark with my payment
As darkness encloses me
The shadows lift
I am free forever
 250° 
Infamous one
Going the extra mile
Not afraid to try
Make sure it's safe
Taking risks to find purpose
Not always a reason
Behind others actions
Seen them as more
Turned out to be worse
Looking forward to the best
Thinking highly of others
Not seen as an equal
Gave it all no expectation
 187° 
Arrow
Hark all hark!
Please contact if you see a boy,
Short in height,
Having brown eyes and hair,
Skin which is tanned,
With cutest of smiles,
With a dimple on the right cheek.
He might sound smart
And very convincing
But beware because
He is a larcener
He brought all the walls down
And stole my heart.
Even though I never tell you this whenever you are gone because then you would feel bad about leaving me but I really miss you.
 181° 
Faith
You said I was your answered prayers
You said I was the best girl in the world
You said I was the best thing you could have asked for
Well, now it's my turn.

You are the light in my world.
You make all the bad days the best days ever.
You were the answer to every question I thought of.
You are the peace when I can not sleep.
You are the one thing that can make me smile when I hurt.
You make every day worth living.
You are why I look back at my past and think it was all worth it.
Nothing in this world is like you.
D❤
 166° 
aimecaesar
We celebrate the complications and complexity of life but is it really?

Could life not be simpler than what we imagine it to be?

Is everything not a social construct? If so, why did we construct these hierarchies of complexity that are only understood by the "elite"?

Are we infatuated with elitism? Have we blurred the lines between our wants and our needs?

Why the complications when you only want to tell the time?

Is this all for the pursuit of happiness?
 161° 
ktle
You don’t decide who
Will make your heart race.
The corners of your lips just
Upturn so suddenly
That you only notice your smile
When you step forward and feel
The cement  pieces
Of a shattered frown
On the ground beneath your feet.
-what the first taught me
 137° 
pf
Please tell me
you and I is no fantasy
that you and I is real.
 113° 
Lost
I DON’T WANT ANYTHING
I JUST WANT
TO BE LEFT ALONE

I RESENT THAT YOU CARE

LET ME GO AND
TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
SO I CAN FIND MY PEACE

I DON’T WANT TO HURT YOU

BUT IT’S AWFUL HARD
NOT TO GET YOU CAUGHT
IN MY CROSSFIRE OF PAIN

SO LEAVE ME ALONE

YOU’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT WORRYING ABOUT ME

AND I’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT HAVING TO RESTRAIN MY URGES
FOR YOUR SAKE

I COULD FINALLY MELT INTO MY ILLNESS
DRIPPING INTO ONE ANOTHER
UNTIL I’M UNRECOGNIZABLE

LET

ME

GO

PLEASE

YOU’D BEST BE ON YOUR WAY
OFF IN A SEPARATE DIRECTION
TOWARD BETTER THINGS AND PEOPLE

BECAUSE I AM TIRED OF FIGHTING
SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU KNOW
AND I’D LIKE TO REST SOON
 94° 
Sehar
just because the star-
fish can grow its arms back does
not mean it didn't hurt.
______________

even though scars heal
and wounds fade it doesn't mean I
will forget the pain.
haiku.
 90° 
Adrasteia
people say they care
until they don’t have the time
people say ‘I love you’
like everything will be fine
people say you can talk to them
pour out your heart and soul
then they’ll turn around and tell you
‘your problems are getting old’
people rarely mean it
the people that say they’re there
people say a lot of things
and it’s always going to be your fault
because you’re the one that cares
 80° 
SYJ
I've been missing you but you don't care
You like to visit me in my dreams
and all I can do is stare

You ignore me while I yearn for a conversation
Remember when you couldn't resist temptations
Me & you getting wild and crazy
The sun always shined and the vision was never hazy

The skies were never gray
Remember we used to catch butterflies all day

Now your gone, I want more moments
but
You won't stay
Just one I wrote off the top of my head and I like it.
 80° 
patty m
Wild beautiful twilight

The stillness deepens dewy purple

Weaving air and sky

in ambiance.

Last light curls around petals,

like fingers touched with life.

Colors dance seductively

to wind soughing though trees.

This pleasing gift of whisper and shadow

wrapped in slippery time.
 79° 
Cné
~
O Painter
with thy own eye
                        would thee
paint me in mine own natural hue
prithee paint me as i am,
imperfections
            and blemishes true

Load thy brush
                      with colors sundry
to maketh yond first pure sweep
across the ****** frieze,
fill'd with pangs of hunger.
paint me as i standeth
                  bethought, in deep

With mine own love and mine own desire,
blurring the edges unclean
with mine own regrets
                  and mine own mental gyre,
in mine own natural age,
               of deep forest green

O Painter
Paint me sinister turquoise,
in lavender and maroon,
combine the amethyst and amber
blend the iceberg
       and the indigo moon.

Paint me as i standeth,
       prithee see with thy eye
a mistress in yond lady plight
Prithee paint me all i am
i cullionly
a mistress in all yond lady might

Paint me in the optimistic
                             silv'r of dawn,
but don’t miss the purple
to shade the bruise
                              of the bygone.
paint me in the sky blue journal

O Painter
Paint me as a unique template
smudge black white and grizzled
merging all the colors of thy palette.
col'r me a rainbow
                            in a rainy drizzle

Paint me tall so yond i standeth
loftier than any mountain
Paint me as a dram bird, delicate
with soft feathers silken

Paint me harmony, as a violin
so yond i can sing thy solitary tune
paint me as thy poetry
         with song and melody
wrapp'd in a cocoon

O Painter
paint me as a dream yond rises
                               in did saturate colors
with a steady upbeat flight awry
tint, a fluttering
             of a quite quaint butterfly

Portray me with endurance
imbue so bold and bright
doth not hesitate
                to depict mine own mind
in profound fuchsia and white.

Useth the colors yond thee would borrow
Thy palette not yet exsufflicate
Paint mine own loss and mine own sorrow
in search of a shade so ******

Adorn mine own heart in glowing garnet
at which hour thee paint mine own love
add a true broken blue shade
of the cloud and the rain above;

Study mine own dry sorrow
                              in mine own soul
useth any shade thee plaited
soften the edges of control
in a tinge of xanthene.

O Painter
Prithee paint me
Mine own passion and mine own spirit
shall has't a crimson r'd hint
mine own remorse and mine own regret
shall reflect an ink stain print

Paint me in mine own eye so true
O Painter
but add a dash of courage too

~
When I paint, I’m never quite satisfied as I see all my mistakes, blemishes and colors not quite right. I tend to keep painting to try and get it all right. At some point, I arrive with the conclusion, if I keep going I’m going to mess it up. I stand across the room and, it’s then that I’m amazed at what I have created. I like to think that I’m seen in the same way by my creator.
 79° 
Karanveer
Art
A birth in silence opens your eyes
to a distant gaze.
Yet what is seen is not this time,
It is not this place.

Like a hand that grasps escaping light,
Glimpses enter your true sight,
This is a battle and you must fight,
To paint this picture with feeling's might.

With storms embraced and courage held,
Ignore the fear and phantoms untrue,
Rise to beauty, to love, that sacred virtue,
Art is what wants to happen through you!
Art! Art! The world needs you and your art!
 79° 
Ceira Roberts
Every-time he hits me
Every-time he leaves a bruise
I feel like I´m losing it
I don´t cry
I don´t make a sound
I don´t say a word
not because I don want to
but because he seems to enjoy it more when i scream or cry
 77° 
Lama
I will be out of here
when every good thing disappears
and you will be out with me
fighting darkness without fear
 75° 
Chelsea
Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you
 67° 
R B M
My hands are shaking violently
I’m not so sure why
But I can’t exactly expect myself to sit still
When my mind is always moving a mile a minute
My body was bound to catch up
 65° 
AADI
you smile
i smile
that's
how
it
w
o
r
k
s


-aadi
 64° 
Sarah Spencer
You see the slump in my shoulders
the way I carry myself
the burdens of boulders
that threaten my health.

When you ask what's wrong
I pull up my guard
don't want your pity or sad song
won't tell you why life's hard.

So if you want to know
I'll bottle it inside
wrap up all remains in a black bow
and tell you I'm fine.
my friends all think
that it happened too fast

they keep trying to tell me
that we'll never last

but when I'm with you
it just feels right

and never has someone
made me smile this bright
I almost walked
alone
in the pouring
rain,
but you gave
me
a ride home
instead.
 57° 
Anya
Today my friend told me
I was acting strange
I gave her the
excuse
of a sugar high
But really,
...
I was just being
myself
 57° 
sydney
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
 56° 
Sahil
In the pursuit of happiness
I found you,  but somewhere I lost me
You set my heart on fire
You set my dreams free
I loved our little chatter
I loved your every little thing
But now that I look back
It all just leaves a sting

I never realized when you drifted apart
I still kept holding onto the string
You crushed my little heart
And all I could do was sing

Sang the songs of my pain  
Sang the songs of my screams
I never knew it was all in vain
It was all just a broken dream
Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems?  That's what I plan to do.
 55° 
Luna Pan
almost is the saddest word in the world
i was almost happy
he was almost made it
and you were almost loved me
 55° 
Corrinne Shadow
When I was small
I wrote a song.
It was as wild
As it was long.

I did not know
How to write words
And so I sang
With the morning birds.

Now I am grown,
I am depressed.
I write long things
Just to impress.

I do not sing,
I only sigh.
When I was small
I was alive.
 52° 
Elisabeth Meyer
Your presence,
sending rays of warmth
like the sun from above
but yet so close

Your touch,
coating me in eagerness
leaving no inch of me unloved
but yet not close enough  

Your kisses,
greedily demanding
The rest of me to fall
out of this world
 47° 
Orion Lesneski
Pick me up,
And open my cover,
But be careful,
Cause I might crumble,
Read my fine print,
Just don’t mock the way I am,
I’ve been through alot since then,
Drugs,
Fights,
Heart breaks,
And more,
Are all the things you’ll find,
In my novel.
 46° 
A
one day
i might forget
the things you did
to me

and one day
i might not hate you
anymore

but when that day comes
i’m afraid
i might love you
all over again

a.g
 45° 
Eno
My family
Always taught me
To **** it up
Move on
Get on with it

They cannot see
That they carry
A weight of Jenga blocks
on top of them
each piece in the
shape of repression.

I will no longer
huddle underneath
alongside their
generational trauma
but they only see
me refusing to build on our foundations as a family.
 43° 
Babu kandula
You can't be limitless

But, this world wants you

To be one

Break chains this is what we hear

One way you escape for a period of time

And then you are bound to another chain

Every action triggers a chain of events

You will be hit either way

There is no escape

There is no hide out

One or other way you are dragged

Just be on the safe hill
 43° 
Amanda Jane
mental illness is the
most expensive thing
i've ever owned but
never wanted
05/30/2016
 42° 
michael cera
the many moons,
you failed to see with me,
the suns, their rises,
compromise a single second with you.
the drunken nights,
we spent so bright,
blending in undying time.
your hair and wind,
ending in a rhythmic sin,
that never meant to end.

but it did.
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