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 405° 
Kyle
Little Raven can't fly;
Locked up in a cage full of thorns and cypress vines.
Even if little Raven tries;
Its soul will eventually die.
Its heart will also cry;
And that would be a goodbye.
 282° 
R
I learned
to plant the seeds
of happiness.
There are flowers
blooming
where the scars
used to be.

R.M.
 250° 
Suzanna Berlinsky
in the presence of nurses on a pizza break. They'd finished
the pepperoni & tucked into the extra cheese. He had
suffered from apoplexy, senility & several falls.
 190° 
DEE
There once a girl with fatal smile,
Fear was her missile,
Fury her pretense,
Adorned by wrath, scorned by violence,
Her  mischievous were pale , evoked  by grief
A girl with no shadow,
an outcast of her echo,
a forgotten culprit,
in her own somber,
 126° 
Kellin
Small moments of comfort
Were the ones
When you stood in front of me
Smiling like there's no tomorrow
When your eyes became lost in mine
And my eyes became
Lost in you
 108° 
MimiFenix
i miss the nights where i
could fill my belly with the moon
and pour it all over you
tongue out
palms down
rising with the sun
 104° 
Traveler
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!
Exclamation 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
Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!
 99° 
Krystal M Toney
And when the sun had set
the coolness embraced
her frolicking silhouette.
And it was here,
buried in the darkness of her mind
that she saw the stars
for the first time.
Sometimes a certain amount of darkness is required in order to truly appreciate the beauty and complexity of a star.
 69° 
Palak Datta
He said- "You are a rose,
Pretty to look at; But hurts when close.

I told him he was a cactus,
Words couldn't describe him; So I used my canvas.

And the desert I painted could never,
Grow both of us together!
I do love you;
Just not the way you want me to.
 63° 
Kelsey
You are
My first [puppy].
My first [dog].

I never thought
I could look at someone like you
And know,
Truly know,
That nothing else matters
But you.

That time will keep moving,
And problems will keep growing.
But what's important
Is the
Here
And Now
With you.

Thank you
For reminding me
That love
Is all I need
To be happy.
Disnt know i could love a dog as much as i do.
 59° 
Void
It terrifies me
Knowing that people
Like you
Exist in this world
 50° 
Deep Thought
When God blesses you with a gift,
use it wisely don't abuse it.
I can hear Him in my ear,
telling me to bask in the sunlight & be of good cheer.

This world has many things to offer.
But doesn't fully satisfy.

It's a beautiful thing when someone
besides yourself thinks you're worth it.
Going through old writings
 50° 
Jacob Lyons
The fire came, but the bridge wasn’t burned
Every scar I’ve had are ones I’ve earned
Deleting conversations from the earth
And the way I acted still makes me hurt
This is my fourth day in row being sober
Fourth day where I didn’t wish this was over
I’ll count my blessing like four leaf clovers
The love you gave makes the heat feel colder
 50° 
Bethany M P
The sand shifts beneath your feet,
Your heart relaxes to a quiet beat,
The waters seem to breathe day and night,
Close your eyes take it in do not fight,
The wind satisfies your soul,
Just relax now you've played your role,
Touch the sand now scoop it up,
Hold it in your hands and form a cup,
Now let it seep through towards the sandy ground,
Your soul was lost but now its found,
The weather you desire will come your way,
Just stand closer to the bay,
Soon life will be eternal for you and me,
Look beyond the ocean and tell me what you see.
                          -open heart poetry
 49° 
Eshwara Prasad
I am tired of breathing

But I have no courage to stop it.
 46° 
Keara Marie
I’ll be your galaxy,
Our love is the gravity.
Baby, let’s get high..!
Just you and I.
Let our planets intertwine,
Relax, unwind…
We illuminate like lustrous shooting stars,
Creating a Universe to call ours.
 44° 
Pepper Dove
When hopes and dreams
Are soon to come
I rise to face
The morning sun
Just when you think you will soon fall asleep, the sun decides to come out.
Sunday?
bear with me.

I must take some time to pray
a minute or two ought to do.

Done
and my faith restored,
the tablets Moses gave to me
turned out to be
paracetamol

everyone's a shill for someone thinking
that they will one day get down on knees to pray
bear with me,

if it works,
it's fine
if not
then all you've wasted
is some time
He
Broke my wings
So I couldn’t

Fly

So I stole his soul
So he couldn’t

Die
 42° 
Santana
My own internal clock stopped ticking
Emitting
Transmitting
Is this a new beginning
The phone keeps ringing
I keep on tripping
I’m quickly sprinting
Slowly Forgiving
I found my meaning
Read top to bottom and then bottom to top
 37° 
Giuliana Modugno
Now you got part of my soul now—
J2020
 34° 
Puds
On A Broken Landscape There Is A
Little Moor
With Sentinels And Their Shadows
On A Sun Washed Floor
Now If You Turn That Landscape
And Go Across The Heath
Youll Find A Mosaic Of Colour Under
Every Leaf
 34° 
Tom Dodd
I think
therefore I question
I question
therefore I anguish
I anguish
therefore I tremble
I tremble
At the the thought
of the answer
 33° 
kate
They are made of stars. Made of celestial beings, ever-present and never failing to make people gape at them in awe. There’s that unwavering need - itching under my skin - of desire to be selfish. To linger my hands on their flawed, moonlit skin. To be able to cup their heavenly face, to be able to peer into their starry eyes up close; I have never kissed a constellation but I would very much like to. Maybe my love for them is planetary and astronomical and maybe all I can do is orbit around them
 33° 
keila skie
I know
You care about me
10 more people do
Yet I can't get rid
Of this feeling
Of doom

I know
I have you
10 more people too
Yet I can't find a person
To talk to
late at night
 32° 
Erin Riley
You asked why
it’s so hard
for me
to speak up
for myself.

I looked
into your eyes,
took a breath
that swallowed
you whole.

Inside is a girl
asking questions
and looking
for answers
her smile
would never
talk about.
Why do you do this to me?
You're just in my head but you're towering over me
Like a tyrant
So hellbent
On taking away what's important to me
I'm chained to you
But you're following me
Like a panther preparing to pounce
There are times I feel safe but that safety runs out like the tick and the tock of a grandfather clock and I jump at the littlest sounds
The silence is unnerving
Why am I so undeserving
Of the peace of mind you hide behind until you find a way in covertly
And pull the rug out from under me
And as I'm laying in the mud you look down and say,
"You can't get rid of me that easily."
We all are fighting
Invisible war
We don’t know who’s winning
But we all see everyone losing
While you’ve been smiling
I’ve been dying.

While you’ve been laughing
I’ve been crying.

While you’ve been kissing her
I’ve remained alone.

While you’ve been talking with her
I’ve been drowning in silence.

While you’ve been dreaming
I’ve been thinking of you.

While you’ve been happy
I’ve been writing stupid poems
And wishing death upon myself
Because I see no light at the end of the tunnel.
Like 3 of my poems were too long and I feel like not many peeps read them bc of that, so I decided to break them up as best as I could into chunked single poems.
 30° 
misha
your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you
if only i could chase you with pizza but shots don't work like that
 27° 
Abby
Not everything needs a poem
Sometimes
it’s already

good enough.
 27° 
l b d
37
there was a dawn
floating over the odds
out of sight
where many had rusted

he hovered above
the ominous plaster,

and the fear he caused began
A friend of mine told me
I write when I’m sad
She said it is as if I am in pain
And I said when I write it rains
When I put the pen on paper the clouds get dark
And when I stop
The birds of the sky sings
Coming out to play as the sun is out
 26° 
Singata
Is where I wake up in the evening
Is where I sleep in the morning
Is where I meet faceless hearts, souls, minds and special beings
Beings from different backgrounds, peasants and queens
Sharing their worsts and their bests as well as their dreams
Escaping the world that was not what it seemed.
 25° 
Rupert Pip
Break my bones;
cut my throat.
Pull me open,
learn the ropes.

Breath me in;
taste the fear.
Shank my skin;
stand and cheer.

Kick my head;
let me bleed.
Unbolt my veins;
enjoy the read.

Gouge my eyes;
punch my face.
Wrap me up
in your embrace.
Get to know me like I do you; inside and out.
 25° 
REY
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 like *******.
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.
 24° 
Vee
Why do you
always
let me hear
your melody
If you never
let me read
the lyrics?
Why do you
always
come to me
If you never
stay?
I want to swim
but you keep me
floating
upon the surface.
 24° 
Alya Adzkia
you are as cold
as winter
yet i am longing
for a warm spring

i knew we are different
but i was still willing
to take the aftermath

even though
i lost myself
along the road
i don't recognize myself anymore.
 23° 
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.

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