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She loved and valued others
as exactly as they are.
Then proudly watched them as they changed to the truest and best versions of themselves.
I’ve loved you in ways that I have never been loved
I loved you for reasons that you will never know
I’ve loved you for longer than you’ve known and for far longer than you’ve deserved
It’s my fault for loving you too much
I knew you weren’t capable of accepting what I had to give
But you didn’t have to make me feel stupid
I can’t  count the times you’ve brought tears to my eyes or have made me cry
You’ve  hurt my feelings so many times and I just want to know why
If I could go back in time I’d try to be perfect for you just so you didnt make me feel so stupid
I gave you so many chances to change and you just made me look stupid
And now I have tears in my eyes and you’ve made me cry
I dont know why you had to make me look stupid
Mitch Prax
The night is young,
the night is ours.
Hand in hand,
we'll steal the stars
and all the lonely sunflowers
with no sun to face.
I never understood the line
"can't live with or without you"
until I met you
Emily Ann
Life offers
Unexpected moments
Raw and Untouched
I found them
The face of a new friend
Surprises and
Silence and
2 am tears
Hugs and
John Niederbuhl
After Halloween
November and December
Go by in a flash
French rose
My lonely soul cries a reflection of what my heart disguise
                                                                                          - broken soul
michael arias
you're only

really real

when it's just

me and you.
I can’t remember when you told me I love you last
All I can remember are the love you’s
Sonja G N Woods
you can
do it
he demands

I can
do it
she responds

why do you
not do it
he asks

I am not
she smiles
i try to make it look like i'm okay but i'm lying
and no one sees through the smile and sees that i'm crying
i keep pretending that things are fine
i can't keep walking this line

why can't you see i'm broken
#broken #line #lying #cry #smile
Zainab Ibrahim
Like the setting sun,
Rich hues of red blended with oranges, purples and crimsons.
She Walks In Beauty.
Awaiting the night sky.

Like the moon,
florescent and luminous,
She Walks In Beauty
Bathed in an ethereal glow.
Ben Palomino
The moon
watches me sin
once again

As I destroy
the temple in which I reside

The fire is bright
but not warm enough
to keep me alive
Love me
naked beyond
flesh or bone,

trace your
fairytale dreams
to memory upon
my lips,

runaway your
passion and lust
across my eyes,

and never
let the sun
run to retire.

and deep inside
our eyes
we will define
our destiny,

and we you
will never
let each other go.

and as all
of your love
falls out
of time..

nothing will
be left
but you and I.

so let me
be your

and never
be satisfied
with less.

to be young
to die old
inside  your
angel eyes

and sing.
I, Jupiter, have lost track of any astral routine, it seems,
waggling on by way of space and star-

Moons neglect to rise and suns to set, yet,
i'll hum of my celestial prowess
on the 9 o clock news.
celestial........x ? looking for a better noun
FJ Davis
As a young man
I frequently and unexpectedly rode off into the sunset.
Now, a grizzled codger, I know my last ride
will be more like a dizzying push into
The Black Void. These days, I try
leaving a lot fewer loose ends
when I finally decide
to saddle up.
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
Kirsten Claire
I never knew
That angels
Dressed in mundane clothing
Could enter my life
And offer up shards of light
To slowly piece together
My fractured heart

You're not mine to keep
But that won't stop me from loving you
So I'll keep on loving you
From a distance
Watching you
From afar
And hoping
For the best that you'll do
In life
And your future
I love you
The biggest compliment a woman can pay a man, is to release this sweet nectar before, during, and after the art that is love making..
You're welcome guys....

(C) [email protected]  2019
What a beautiful compliment a woman can give a guy
i am scared of my shadow,
and scared of the dark,
i am scared of the tears falling from my face,
i am scared people not caring if i die,
scared of the moon when it smiles,
scared of my self every once in awhile,
scared of what people think when my secret is told,
i am scared of my secret of mine,
i am scared of asking why,
i am lost with every worry in the world,
help i am scared.
sorry if this is bad i have written in a while
Carlo C Gomez
She waits in the shade
Of a best-loved oak,
Where he once carved their names inside a heart:
"This means forever."

The heart needs tending
--she visits from year-to-year.
Her security, a vow.
His constraint, a contract.
She made to open the door but he detained her,
A perjury.
Pruning stems, branching
--cognitively speaking--
Dead or alive.

The landscape has changed:
This place no longer holds water.
Listen now for love's addendum,
Measured in the signal-to-noise ratio.
(You'll hear it all the time).

Oh, painfully leafless gray meadow.
Sufferance is a viable timekeeper,
When it storms the weak run for shelter.
A short story
exposed bones

Poetry in motion
skeletal songs
Blasted prescious seconds lost
Like cannon fire in the wrong direction
It's a shame to sink such prescious metals
Into an ocean so deep and unforgiving as this
Not very significant though. If the memory faded this quickly.
These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.
I often wonder why we can't understand other's poems sometimes, but deep down it is the one who writes it knows the value of it.
Beauty of autumn
   As I watch the sunset fades
    Yellow, mellow, gold
Because sometimes,
paper is the only one
who listens.
Jay M
Take me away
Far away
To a land of wonder

Soon, I beg,
Soon, I plea,
Lift me up
Dear family...

Hated by the blood,
I know,
But family of soul
Please don't let me go...

- Jay M
October 21st, 2019
thank you for breaking my heart
because i have never written a poem
about how much i love you.
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!
Explanation 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
I love you all!!
I wore it again
and people complimented me
they say red is my color
and it suits me.

it's too thick and dark
did I overapply
no, it's the right amount
just enough
to make them think
I'm fine.

I look at myself
in the mirror,
and they're right
red shines on me,
so I applied
another layer,
and another
until my lips felt too thick,
but my eyes still see
the scars beneath it.
The night is daughter to the moon

The sun her father

Wilful and wild


So unlike her serene and graceful mother

Or her bold papa

She hides where they shine

Unseen and often unheard

Keeper of secrets

Dark eyed girl of mystery and magic

Singular blue child

Of many questions

And few answers
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.
My heart aches
for you
but you are
nowhere to be found
So I will put pen to paper
and write of my love
if you return too late
you can read my last words
Alex Teng
We fell in love by chance,
We stay in love by choice.
my mind is empty of words
I have nothing to write about
I sit and I ponder
on what I wish to express
but whatever I do
they always end up as
works in progress
On the edge of sleep you are the moon
suspended in a midnight sky
shining among all the stars in heaven
A ’twinkling in your eyes

You are my Sunday morning
sharing skin between the sheets
And lazy afternoons
That leave me full, complete

You are a life long journey
A path that leads me home
A fire to stir my passion
The only one I’ve known

You’re whispers in my coffee
Sweet echoes are my cream
You‘re the rage of lustful yearnings
In my silent movie screams

Just like a speckled puppy
You bring me youthful joy
Like a candy coated confection
That leaves me wanting more

You burn with fire and flame
That robs me of my sight
You’re everything I long for
An ageless guiding light

You are a timeless vessel, dear
The maker of my sighs
A keeper of my secrets
The flame I can’t deny

You are that haunting melody
Rewinding in my head
A bold and tasty morsel
That keeps my hunger fed

In dreams…you are the moon, love
Sweet whispers in the night
You settle on my pillowslip
To make all my wrongs seem right

my mental health is a balance beam i keep forgetting i'm standing on.
sometimes it feels like it's standing on me.
i balance perfectly for a moment and suddenly i lose the discipline that got me there. i wish i could spend just a few moments enjoying the peace i fight for. uphill battles are always difficult;
why does mine have to be invisible too?
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