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 1376° 
Mia
One day I know that things will change
But until the darkest begins to fade
I guess I’ll just sit
Pondering over why the sun never stays around long enough to greet the moon.
Staring up at the nights cold black sky
Wondering why something so cold and dark
Cold bring so much peace
To and empty heart
 348° 
Emmy
I feel like my mind is racing.
Seeing all of these nostalgic faces.
Wondering why people hurt each other,
or leave one another.
Just can hug this pillow tight.
As what I care about goes out of sight.
 319° 
elle jaxsun
i always have
the urge to run.

but what is it like
to be a tree?

to be confident enough
to root yourself
and grow with
wild abandonment,
being unapologetically
you?

i'm still running,
but i wish i knew.
 290° 
Hg
wri
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threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
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 250° 
Sarah
i crave surface level people,
and surface level conversations.
for once,
i'm so sick and tired of complexity.
give me simplicity
 239° 
Johanna
the broken, ask God
not for forever.
but for another chance at love.
I think we get hurt to learn and grow. Not to run away from love.
 230° 
Sophia Li
one day
if I cannot recognize myself
that will be the time-
I shall hate myself
 226° 
Leeroj05
There he goes again
Wearing that fancy mask
Never gets tired
Of this everyday task
Convincing everyone
That everything's okay
But deep within his soul
All's in shade of gray...
 220° 
Lauramihaela
We took different paths and
I’m exhausted from trying to find
Some trace of you
In my thoughts
And in my dreams
But at least
I’m not running from myself
Anymore
 194° 
MJL
Our cupped whispers
Our blanket fort
Our candy bracelets
Our secret shh
Our tiny giggles
Our childish valentine
Grows
Time agnostic
 177° 
The Lenora
As I lay carelessly on my bed
Thinking of the times
Triggering my dread

The moonlight shines
It shines through and through my window
Dripping it’s light upon the mantel and pillows

This is the time I deserve to enjoy the dark
When I know the moon is there with me
Not a camera could capture this moment
But my eyes and record can

There’s no one I’d rather be with
At the midnight hour
Then the glorious moon
And her beautiful light
written 16 February 2019.

by The Lenora.

All rights reserved.
 175° 
allison
An
arrow
to the heart
falling to pieces
b
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b  r    o   k   e
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trying a visual one again
 162° 
Breanna Stockham
I always search, strive and change
Looking for progress, I rearrange
I try to make where I am special
But I can’t seem to settle.

I don’t want to be hard to please
I just want to find my peace
If I dont feel it when I try what I can
I look elsewhere, and gone I am.
 158° 
Janet Aitch
A lovely sunny day
shows up dust
wherever you look
 156° 
Kim Essary
Shhhhhh Listen closely as you can hear the sound of silence screaming through the air.
Why must it sound haunted and be filled with pain , and not the muse of laughter singing silently in the rain .
The sound of silence rings like a bell , one of screaching one of yell.
It doesn't twinkle oh so bright , tis the sound of silence we fear at night.
Not the sounds we may hear nor the sights we can see,
Not even the brushing limbs up in the tree
Just the sound of silence screaming loud and clear   this sound brings lonely silence oh so near.
Lonely can be your best friend as well as your worst enemy don't let the sound of silence consume you.
 155° 
q
i do not believe in god
but i do believe in poetry
and for me
maybe poetry is prayer
and the universe
is an unwavering ear
in the shape of a god
 142° 
Robert van Lingen
One flake of snow on a well-perched mountaintop,
Can make the entire moutain Drop
 107° 
Eva Aloezos
He was beautiful at my piano,
he dripped onto the keys
and it pains me to say I was in love

yet I came full circle
facing the realization
he did not love me

his wild curls
pale skin
long musician’s hands

he was glorious at my piano,
later he took me to the apex

tears flowed in my warped bathroom,
and of this I am deeply ashamed

I kissed him goodbye,
because from that day on
I would never again act as a child
 91° 
Soham Basu
सुर्ख़ियों में रहता था उनका नाम
आज बो चंद अल्फाज बन गए
खयालों में उनका बसेरा सजाके
आज हम देवदास बन गए
Pardon any errors in spelling.
Hindi is not my first language.

Literal translation:
Her name used to be part of the conversation
Today it has just become a string of words
Creating her sanctuary in my thoughts,
Today I have become Devdas

allusion: Devdas
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Devdas
 90° 
mads
i continue to rattle and shake
one day i'll just fall apart
 78° 
Callie Richter
i wanna cut
my chest open
just to make sure
my hearts still
beating inside
 75° 
Amber
-In that moment she takes a deep breath and she says I’m done and it’s over
-In that moment she chooses herself over him and decides to be the strong person everyone knows her to be
-In that moment she refuses to let him see her hurting anymore she’s going to be just fine
-In that moment she is finally free
 75° 
Glen Castillo
Sabi nila,kapag nahanap mo na daw ang tunay na pag-ibig ay nahanap mo na rin ang iyong langit dito sa lupa. Kaya't naniniwala akong langit din ang maghahatid sa'yo patungo sa akin. Pero naiinip na akong maghintay,at nanghihinayang sa bawat sandaling lumilipas na hindi ko man lang magawang hawakan ang iyong mga kamay sa mga panahong kailangan mo ng karamay.Na hindi ko man lang magawang damayan ka kung dumadanas ka ng lumbay.Alam kong katulad ko,pakiramdam mo minsan ay binitawan ka na din ng mundo.Kaya't patawarin mo ako kung sa mga pagkakataong nararanasan mo yan ay wala ako d'yan para ikaw ay aking ma-salo. Kung totoong ang pag-ibig at ang langit ay may malalim na kaugnayan sa isa-t isa,malakas ang kutob ko na tayo din ay iginuhit na katulad nila. Minsan na din akong nagtanong,saang sulok ng langit ka kaya naroroon? Malapit ka kaya sa araw? O marahil nasa tabi ka lang ng buwan,na sa tuwing sasapit ang dilim ako ay binabantayan.Kaya pala kahit saan ako magpunta ako'y lagi niyang sinusundan. Pero maaari din na ika'y kapiling ng mga bituin na kay daming nais mag angkin. Kay palad kong pagdating ng araw ikaw ay napa sa-akin. Kaya habang wala ka pa,ako muna ay magiging kaisa ng mga mabubuting kawal ng ating bayan. Makikidigma kung kinakailangan,ipaglalaban kung ano ang makat'wiran. Upang sa iyong pagdating ay malaya nating tatamasahin ang payapang buhay. Kaya habang wala ka pa ako'y taos puso kung manalangin sa ating may likha. Na paghariin niya nawa ang kabutihan sa aking puso bilang isang tao at higit sa lahat ay bilang kanyang anak , upang sa sandaling tayo'y pagtagpuin ako rin sa iyo ay magiging isang mabuting kabiyak. Hindi pa man tayo nagtatagpo,nais kung malaman mo na laman kang palagi ng aking panalangin. At habambuhay kong itatangi ang iyong pag-ibig na siyang dahilan kung bakit maka ilang ulit kong nanaising mabuhay. Nais kong ipagsigawan sa mundo na iniibig kitang wagas,ngunit mas mamatamisin kong hintayin ka at kapag naglapat na ang ating mga dibdib,ibubulong ko sa'yo na ikaw ang aking daigdig. Maghihintay lang ako,habang wala ka pa.




© 2018 Glen Castillo
All Rights Reserved.
Pag-ibig sa tatlong salita (IKAW,BAYAN at DIYOS)
The problem with protecting yourself with barbed wire is
people try to get close and end up wounded.
I once asked my Mom,
"Do you think I'm
going to Heaven?"
and she replied,
"If anyone is
then it would be
you."
Call it
Mother's intuition,
but she's never
wrong.
Anyone Else But You (The Moldy Peaches) - JUNO SOUNDTRAK
 62° 
John Destalo
the same day
as yesterday

we ask no
questions
of each other

moments
do not exist

memories
are imagined

progress is
a circle

is all this
beginning

or am I
at my end

all the stars
we see
are dead

they just
don’t know it

yet
 61° 
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.
 60° 
Ethan R Mingay
The word
change
isn’t always heard right.
It doesn’t mean
bad,
evil
nor wrong.
It might mean
mad,
dashing
or bold!
But above all else
it just means
different.
Change isn't always a terrible thing; think optimistically.
 59° 
Antithetical
If I ran out
of ink?

I would write
my poetry
with my blood.

Cause,

I pull muses
through my
home's walls.

I pull muses
from a
quiet room,
the stale air.

I pull muses
through my
television screen,
from the lyrics
of song.

I pull muses
from everywhere
and
everything.

So,
I need ink.

Let's hope that
I never run out
of ink.
 59° 
Bianca Reyes
do you ever ponder me
blue
from being in love with
you
do you ever dream me
yours
hand in hand through life's
course
 58° 
Rockwood
I don't want your pretty words,
I don't want your charming eyes,
I don't want your smooth approach,
I don't want your blatant lies.
The truth is that I want it all,
Every single bit.
But the truth is that it's all a front,
And nothing ever fits.
I want to hear your small talk
I want to see your tears
I want to sit close at your side
I want to stay for years.
But the truth is that you're killing me,
Every single bit.
The truth is that I come running back,
Even after every hit.
I don't want to be hurt by you
I don't want to have to cry
I don't like the way you're treating me
But I'll love you until I die.
The truth is soon, I'll have to go,
And make the end of it.
But in truth, I still love your soul,
Every single bit.
 58° 
Piyush Gahlot
That pure innocent smile,
Your childish face and that side profile,
Your silky hair and that perfect hairstyle,
Would never forget you.
**** I miss you!

The touch of your smooth skin,
That beautiful little chin,
Your blushy cheeks and that grin,
Still I adore you.
**** I miss you!

Those big dope eyes,
That ****** nose ,
Those size 7 feet and pinky toes.
Your medications and Ayurvedic dose.
Wish again to feel you.
**** I miss you!

Baby I still remember,
that freezy December,
The day we fell off the scooter,
Your ****** buggy computer.
Our first date and the perfect kiss,
That raining night we spent in balcony
When you burnt the toast and macrony,
That birthday card you made me,
Helping in projects and assignments,
You taking care when I got sick,
I recall all those perfect memories of you,
still there's a place for you,
**** I miss you!

I wish you would have waited,
I would have come back,
But I can't blame you,
It was me who needed the space,
The fault is my OWN!
So I am the one left ALONE! :'(
I miss every cell of your body,
every second spent with you,
every moment in your arms,
Every bite I had with you.
I ******* miss the whole of YOU.
.
real love does not exist
 57° 
mel
Love is fake
Romance is a lie
I will be alone
Until the day I die
I'm always going to be alone.
 56° 
mariella
you
made me cloudy.

you
made me different.

all I wanted was
to be yours.
 56° 
Tanay Sengupta
Rain on me,
For I have been longing to be free.
Lost in my world, needlessly.

Rain on me,
For I am too tired and I need sleep.
This world is a herd and I cannot be its sheep.

Rain on me,
And show me the way.
This place is empty and I cannot stay.

Rain on me,
It has been too long.
I am sick and tired of pretending to be strong.

Rain on me,
I want to see the lightning pierce the sky.
As the thunder roars and the clouds fly.

Rain on me,
Let the winds take my mind to another land.
No one needs to know and no one needs to understand.







Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2018. All Rights Reserved.
I came up with this while I was watching the rain from my window, a few days back. I hope you like it.
 55° 
슬기
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.
 55° 
Lee Aaun
My heart whispers
in a tune,
which only
you can
understand.
 55° 
Nikole L
Pasensya na
Hindi kita hinahayaang tumitig
Tumitig sa mga matang mapang-akit

Pasensya na
Dahil hinahadlangan kita
Hinahadlangang ngumiti dahil sa kanya

Pasensya na
Hindi kita napagbibigyan
Pinagbibigyang kiligin

Pasensya na
Hindi mo sya pwedeng kausapin
Baka mahulog ka

Pasensya na
Kung paulit-ulit kitang pinipigilan
Pinipigilang mag-mahal.
Mag-isa mula '97
 55° 
julianna
What’s my worth?
Am I as bad as I think?
Am I as good as they say?
 52° 
Laura Trueman
She's bespoke
A quieted name
A stinging thorn
Of a bee on a rose on a sword
A warrior of time
With a new definition of a word
Never used before
Caution
She is sharp
A new definition I created of beespoke/bespoke spelled either way really means who is important and or difficult to mention in conversation, someone’s name that is quieted in conversation, said under someone's breath
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