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 2019° 
TurttleQuack
OCD
This disease struck me
Like a brick on pavement
Hard

Everything was
Perfect
Then that brick came along
And with the slightest movement
Destroyed everything

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
The voices say

Why can’t I let them go?
They keep repeating:

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Why won’t they stop

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
I don’t understand

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Someone just HELP me understand

This disease is about
Perfection
But it's the biggest
Imperfection about me
 497° 
Alex V
Lure me
with your dance.
sketch out my demise
with your
lovely
eyes.
 479° 
Harshitha Girish
Everyone thought she was the
icing on the cake.


Little did they know
she was the sparklers you put
on the cake.
To all the fiery and dangerous women. I wouldn't mess with them if i were you!
 464° 
Chuck Kean
Lately

   Lately I've come to a new
Kind of an understanding
I've noticed my universe
Is progressively expanding

Lately there's a change in
What my eyes are seeing
And there's a feeling my
Soul has been receiving

Lately life seems to be Something
that's worth living
I've got a heart that has
Love that's worth giving

Lately there's a voice my ears
Have been tuned to hear
And suddenly it all seems
To be all to clear

Lately I've seen a new light
Shining brighter every day
And my darkness feels
A million miles away

Lately there's a message
Powerful but sedately
And the man that I am
Has changed as of lately

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright 01/28/17
All rights reserved
 458° 
bluesatyrboy
He has
Cloudy eyes
Pock-marked skin
Forgotten desires

He has
Too many
Memories
 430° 
Jake Bryan
we have
all tried to
"drown our
problems",
right?

the problem
with trying to
"drown our
problems"?

our problems
are better
swimmers than
we care
to admit.

they always
float back
to the
surface.
 379° 
Lianne
they love you like as i love you,
now, they hate you like they never loved you.
 330° 
Mei
I ache for the furthest of fantasies
cruelly glittering in trickery
I wallow in a salty pool
as the sun burns my flesh to the bone
A brilliant canvas stands before me
and I paint it in the dullest white
Yet my brush is a deep blue
and my hands are red as wine
I stare at the translucent creature
observing itself in awe
-
I often long for green
hopes of seclusion from a neon reality
But my dreams are littered in the poison
my eyes shrivel at the harsh orange
polluting the field with her petals
The clouds turn a murky brown
excrement pours from above
Even my mirage mocks me
-
She laughs at me in turquoise
and sobs clog my throat
like roses and burnt rubber
it leaks from my pores
Candle wax coats her fingers
an unsettling caress and a ticking clock
the distance morphs into a bomb
I stab it with my yellow spear
and grey lead stains my teeth
Her scent of paper turns to lavender
my hands are empty as I climb
I gaze into the mirror’s remnants
and my reflection slowly decays
screaming with laughter as I wait for her
 330° 
River Reed
Bottles like bulimia

Heartbreak like ******

And together

And alone

I'll
    
      drown...
 312° 
Rachel Rickerman
Her hair, like silk ribbon, brushed across her
porcelain bare shoulders
as she swirled her head to look back at me

With a sleek glance, through her full eye lashes,
she marked me as territory
for the next move she was about to make
 294° 
Aaliyah
Corners of his mouth
pulled up like a Bentley
blaring music:
MAN!
His lips had so much to say.
If I could touch them,
I'd be lashed
brass knuckle tongue.
Blades for teeth to bite
DOWN
on the lyrics of
my name.
So sweet it does sound
dripping like syrup from
his lips.
His smile as he calls my name
makes my heart
FEEL
his happiness.
Fruity tang of insults
yet to be spoken
because he knows to be
sweet to me.
And his teeth remind me of the
SWEET
release of sleep.

I've yet to touch them,
But plenty of his smile stays with me
far longer than skin cells of
lust
or
love
AND THAT
is fine.
 250° 
Sal AK
You
It’s not you I miss,
It’s the way your skin felt against mine
The way your voice soothed my anxieties
The way your kiss made me fall in love with time.

It’s not the fall I love,
It’s the beauty as the leaves become colorful
The way nature embraces change
The way letting go leads to new life.
 247° 
Godawan
नींद ...
बचपन में खुलती नहीं
जवानी में मिलती नहीं
बुढ़ापे में आती ही नहीं।
 220° 
Zachary G
Daunting and taunting
Your gaze is haunting
In this snowy
Haze
 211° 
kianna
heart made of glass
my mind of stone -
a soul made of fire
eyes burn alone
raising my voice and
walls of fear
someday i'll make it
out of here -
 158° 
Jenish
Brave graciously smiles
in sorrow and happiness -
where coward whimpers.
 153° 
FrankieM
You’re a bird I can’t bring myself to cage
So I’ll sing to you in the morning
And hope you don’t fly away
 152° 
Hannah Christina
Her manicured leaves and thirsty rainbow faces always deliver
but she envies the daisy in the sidewalk.
Personification all day long.

For me, putting on appearances has more to do with forced behavior than appearances, which is the real contrast between the characters here.
 151° 
Micheal Wolf
Some days I get so wrapped up in the spiral of all I can't fathom or fix, I am simply lost. On auto pilot and no destination. The crew deserted and the fuel so low the engines failing. One day that will be too much. But we keep crash landing and walking away looking unharmed.
Looks are deceiving.
 129° 
Brie Williams
You give me things
And he's just a boy
You want a ring
He wants a toy
But when I close my eyes
At night
I love him
 125° 
Kate
I know I know I know
Human emotions are simply complex
I understand but can’t control them
Every second is different
I’m in the middle of polar opposite
thoughts and emotions
I’m happy
I want to be dead.
Bipolar milliseconds
are draining my core.
 106° 
Samantha
she collapsed underneath
the stars and only then
did she realize that she
was indeed exploding
 103° 
Day
thank you
lover
-
for the
reminder
-
that no
longer
-
are they**
stronger
-
than my voice.
**anything/anyone trying to tear me down, whether mentally or situational

!!Don't forget to get out to those polls!!
Change is coming.
 101° 
Donall Dempsey
I LIKE TO SAY YOUR NAME

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound
only

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.
 94° 
Frida
I wanna get you close to me
I wanna be your Annabel Lee
I wanna hear you say my name
I wanna see this burning flamme
I wanna be your every dream
I wanna you to be my king
I wanna have it all
Get to your mind and soul
Run my fingers on your skin
And taste your fever,
What do I mean ?;)
 91° 
ok okay
So many people focus on finding love
I'm too busy finding myself
 90° 
Betthia Mae
words replayed
(re)minded me of pain.
I’m just a game to be played.
 86° 
Ryan Joseph
She was like a black rose,
such a beauty in a sadness.
by: S.M. Pastore
 81° 
moon child
"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.
 79° 
Sue Collins
I would like to live.
 77° 
Elizabeth
Everyone says love is freeing
Everyone says love is revered
Everyone says love is between a man and woman

Which means this can’t be love

Because this is condemning
Because this is detested
Because this is NOT between a man and woman

Yet it still feels like it

So maybe they’re wrong
Maybe not all story’s are the same
Maybe this is love
 73° 
susurri
all the fireflies have gone
and I am abandoned in darkness
here, I can feel the emptiness
of where love used to live
You died that day.
No, your heart beat on--
But you died that day.
I watched your soul break
And I broke too.
I don't fear the death of me,
I fear the death of you.
 56° 
MawaLin
And when you left
I overwatered all your flowers
 55° 
Johnfrancis
My child,
Do not fall in love with a poet,
Their words are empty, its deceive.

Do not fall for the words of a poet,
They are just fragment of their imagination,
They are not real.

Their words are just like the wind,
That comes and go.
When it's gone,
You will be left In the heat of a broken heart💔

Until today,
I still hear her voice,
As I pen
Is there anything like love at first sight?..
 55° 
Cynthia Jean
Character
is developed
in the tough times
when you're
not
getting your way
but
you keep on doing
the right thing.

Cynthia Jean

copyright 2.8.2020
~
you were my moon and stars
but the moon fades
and the stars die
just like your love for me did
was i that easy to replace?
 54° 
Emily
You don't know
why the dog is
afraid of you:
I do.
You don't like the fear? Do something about it.
 53° 
kailee cardinal
I'VE been crying

JUST quit hurting

TRIED to live on

TO you

FORGET the hurt

i've just tried to forget
 50° 
MisfitOfSociety
Standing right behind me,
Just out of view.
In direct sunlight,
I cast a shadow of you.

I draw you back under my feet.
Where I can't see you.
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