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 967° 
Pain and Rain
Two lovers
Chasing each other in circles
Able to meet
At a nonexistent corner
 459° 
Chantell Wild
Your eyes lit up the skies
Tonight,
Dark curtains
Torn open
by the light of you
Shining so brightly
Oh, what you mean to me.
Heart quickens
When you smile at me.
 458° 
Raj Bhandari
Boy, you've got to pay, real big,
prices,
Especially when going through
crises!!
 454° 
Shamai
Today
I decided to write a poem
To put words together
In such a way
As to express
My innermost feelings

And I lost the words
And my thoughts drifted
And my computer keys stuck
And nothing came forward

So
Perhaps tomorrow
I will write a poem
To express my life
And for today
Perhaps
I’ll just go
Outside
To play
 444° 
Abhijeeth
All my friends are leaving,
they are looking for life's meaning,
chasing dreams or being chased by fears,
I truly hope they get their heart's desires.
I try but I can't shake this feeling.
I feel guilty, I am a selfish being.
Internal conflict, don't want to lose these friendships.
I am selfish, for my dreams I too would jump ship.
Doesn't mean I have to be okay when it ends,
An open secret, not good at making new friends.
My greatest fear is coming true,
What happens when you're left with only you?
We will still talk, we will keep in touch.
Until life takes over and we don't talk that much.
I understand moving on is human,
hate people leaving is so common.
It's okay, this is what life is,
lots of people you're gonna miss.
So cheers to a new beginning,
inevitably, will have the same ending.
Add to that list of people we knew,
look for the same things in someone new.
As we grow older our friends start moving away, this poem is my way of releasing my emotions about it.
 261° 
emeraldine087
There are no words to describe
how much I hate you
when you hurt me.
You don't intend it;
it happens anyway.

And yet. And yet. And yet.

I love you with all that I am
even when you hurt me--
even when your darkness
attempts to engulf my light.

Because it is with you,
in you, around you,
in the darkness of the days
when I both hate and love you

That I shine.

*(c) emeraldine087
 220° 
CL Fjell
I've made a mistake
Left for my own sake
Now I'm alone
Beaten to bone
And here my heart does ache
The distance between us is too far
You're sharp
I missed you as stars miss the shadow
I remember daily emotions you had surfed on words
& daily poetry I had checking on my mail index
How hard this exists
Secretly talking
Exactley happy
I wish I don't follow you
But you decide to leave
 204° 
Rochelle Foles
sitting
                     in the quagmire of her self contempt
                     a flame ignites beneath
                     the blackened caldron


like
                      a frog
                      set to cook in a *** of tepid water

she
                      was clueless
                      she was being devoured
                      from the inside out
the things we do to ourselves...
 173° 
regina
Senyummu, tersimpan manis di benakku.
Tatapmu, terkenang indah di pikiranku.
Gerikmu, terbayang di memoriku.
Tetapi,
Hatikku, kosong tersimpan di ragamu.
Perasaanku, terbawa oleh sosokmu.
Memoriku, hanya kamu.
it's been 10 months and it's always been you
 166° 
Temporal Fugue
I know I won't get to all
but ******, I'm gonna try
thumb up to every comment
up until the day I die

I can't react to every line and word
but ****** I can try
thumbs up to ever poet/poetess
maybe no one has, to cry

I'm just a singularity
but ****** all too ****
we, as a community
stand up, and hear the yell

I'm not you, and you're not me
but when you see thumbs down
chime in with words and thumbs
chase the trolls, outta HP town
Thumbs down has no other purpose that to provide trolls with a mechanism to pester and put forth their hate. REMOVE it! You can't control how many accounts people have here (it's not realistic to assume you can) so remove their reason for creating them!
Nothing really left to say :(
 154° 
thesa
---
i knew you were gone
when i suddenly felt alone in your arms
 126° 
Crow
we do not write poetry
we write mirrors
which are held up
to curious faces
who read
looking for their
own reflections
 119° 
JoJo

I want to pick you up
and carry you in my pocket
for the rest of my days.

little did I know that
you'd be the one to
carry me for the rest
of my days.

For God, my Redeemer lives.
 119° 
Yan F
here..
counting the  
rhythym  
of passing            
heartbeats
chasing      
fleeting  
car seats.        
everything      
r      
e                
d                        
drifting...
this has been sitting in my drafts kinda too long now and it took me a while looking at this to say that this is already a complete poem. i hope.

a little fitting right? sometimes the things we keep chasing all turn out as red lights in the end...
 106° 
sierrawasNOThere
everyday
i wake up
in pain
emotional
physical
the kind i can't explain
why don't you see
why don't you care
just expecting me to move on
from yesterdays failures
all of my underachievements
my potential wrongs
and i probably would
if you didn't constantly
bring them up
being around you
is a reminder of why
i'm not enough
and i have tried
to numb myself
but it hurts just the same
but i'll keep it to myself
you don't care to
hear me complain
i just wish you understood
but i can't expect you
to know
being around you willingly
taking
blow after blow
bruised after you're done
accepting the way
things are
to you i am
just another
bleeding heart
 95° 
Diya
I wasn't born
With this hole in my heart
But it developed gradually
When pain drilled my chest to cling it's art.
Oh! I was smiling radiating the usual rainbow colours!
But just then, I was grayed and torn
Just like  withered flowers!
The pain! Yes the pain
Is unbearable
My tears all are in vain
They are just emotional fool , being unstoppable!
I am fed up of emotional breakdown
My soul became mournful, being lost in the ghost town!
I know, sorrows are part of life
But how can I frequently bear the pain that cut deeper than the knife!
I try my best to just forget and move on
But what shall I do when I am trapped in the useless emotion?
Just in a process of getting relieve from the feeling of being hurt! It's really difficult...
Sorry,my poem sounded somewhat boring but I really meant what I said .
 85° 
Oliver O'Connor
The screams of my insides
become shrilling,
The veins in my body scream to
see light,
I didn't know what they wanted
me to do,
So I listened,
Giving up on our fight.
 84° 
Hg
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
.
©Hg
 82° 
Amy byrne
My love for you burns
deep
within my
core
My heart lay
dormant
untill i met you
We convirged like
two tectonic plates
You caused me to
rupture  
what was first
magma
is now
molten lava
boiling through my veins
 78° 
Thorns
Oof
Life is an
Oof
 78° 
David Adamson
The language I learned from you
was the wordless speech
that tongue teaches tongue
that eye flicks to eye
that skin lets through
 77° 
Pagan Paul
.
And so he sits
once more
folding his life
into an origami box.
Paper walls,
cellophane ceilings.
Counting out syllables.
Sequenced
to twist-**** the mind.
And quietly
he sits
ghosting the room.




© Pagan Paul (04/03/19)
.
An extra piece to my poem Fool's Diary posted 2 days ago.
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 70° 
lX0st
Paint me a picture
Of your skin
Does it bronze beneath the sun?
Or sizzle and blush
Like your cheeks
When you’re in love?
Is it soft to the touch
Like when your palms graze
The smooth surface of water?
Or rough around the edges
Like your favorite book
And its lovingly worn corners?
Does it melt in the heat
Like sweet syrupy treats
Dripping through your fingers?
Or does it welcome the winter
With wide open arms
As if greeting a lover?
Paint me a picture
Of your skin
 69° 
Mariam Shittu
You always find
a solution
to every problem

You always know
what to say
to make it all okay

You always show up
no matter
the time or place

You always get me
even when
I don’t get myself

You always know
because
you know me
www.mariamshittu.com
 68° 
b e mccomb
i dread the day you learn
for the first time that
you can't just love all
the darkness in me away

and no matter how much
you care i will still toss
and turn at night and scars
might still appear on my skin

i dread the day you realize
that you can't cure me
and sometimes all you can do
is stand next to me and
hold my hand through fog
pouring out of my ears so black
and thick we can't even see
each other's faces

i dread the days i can't
get out of bed
the days you want to
take me out and all
i can manage is a prettified
shell of myself

i dread the day you learn
that sometimes no matter
how hard i try i still can't
pull myself together

the day you learn that
there isn't an answer
you can give that will
save me from my fears

you aren't the first person
who has tried to love the
darkness inside away
my family and friends
have given it their all
but someday you too will learn
that if love could
cure mental illness
the world would be
a much better place
copyright 8/6/18 b. e. mccomb
 62° 
Shame
Formulated.
You think I
don't think ahead
and plan what to say.

Inebriated.
You think I
walk in like this
accidentally.

Cultivated.
You think I
look like someone
you could use or need.

Find me, then, please.
I hope for it.
Find me. Search me
over. I could find
nothing.
 57° 
Poetry
Lick my lips
Cradle my face
Gaze into my eyes
And tell me I'm safe
 55° 
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.
 46° 
Iskra
Laying in my bed curled up
Acid in my throat because I didn’t eat
Clenching my fists around my blankets because I can’t sleep

Are you thinking of me?
Laying in a tent, uncomfortably,
Snuggling close to your fluffy white dog or your younger brother to stay warm.

Are you missing me?
No. Not the way I’m missing you
You’re not thinking of me the way I’m thinking of you
And though it means the world to me that a beautiful soul like yours is friends with a storm cloud like me, it shatters my heart into thousands of sharp, jagged pieces that you’re
~ just ~
my friend.

“I’m sorry but I need to know, is it mutual? It’s alright if it’s a no, I can handle it, I just want you...to be honest”
A pause...
Then the raindrop falls.
“Right now, it’s a no”

Ripples.
Right now.
Right now.
Right now.
No.
No.
No.
STOP.
I care about you so much, I know I need to let you go, so you would never read this, and I would never show anyone this.
It’s all swirling around in my chest, faster and faster until it explodes, word ***** and tears.
I love you.

I didn’t tell you I loved you, only that I had feelings for you.
Why bother? It would’ve made things more painful for me, more bitter for you.

But I can’t show you this.
I don’t want you to change.
I don’t want you to change the way you speak to me, to change your mind when you’re about to type a heart emoji,
to stop yourself after just saying “goodnight” and leave out the “baby”

This is my undoing, not yours, and I want you to keep letting me be your anchor, your shoulder, your shield, my open arms waiting to catch you when you tumble from your flight.
I can’t keep loving you, I can’t stop loving you.
I want to stop feeling at all.
Thank you all so much for all your compassion and the amazing comments. Your kindness brought me to tears. I’d send hugs and healing (if I could) to those of you who commented because you’re experiencing the same thing right now, and I promise you, even though it hurts like **** now, it does get better.
 44° 
Traveler
Did you ever look
Into an addict's eyes
And see the reflection
Of your own ghost

All your judgment
All your abuse
Dangling there
A noose
Around your own throat

Deeper than human despair
The soul gone missing
Into thin air
Did your spirit ever grow tired
  Of existing here...

Did you ever wonder
If there was anything left
Did you ever catch
Your last breath?
Traveler Tim

I recovered long ago, I feel for all the still suffering souls!!!
 44° 
Joliver
If there was one word
One word, isolated by itself
That I cannot stand above all others
It would have to be "Okay"
I despise "Okay"
"Okay"
Is how your millionth day at work went
"Okay"
Is off-brand raisin bran
"Okay"
Is how you say school is going
When you don't want to admit you spend
Every second of it
Wanting to die

"Okay"
Is packed to the brim with
Hidden implications
Like a treasure chest
Filled with bottles
With little subliminal hatreds
Written on tiny slips of paper
Passively aggressively pushed inside
To discover later
As I pull out a treasure map
And try to decipher
Where I went wrong

"Okay"
Is a one word dismissal
That feels like an essay a thousand pages long
"Okay"
Is a poison dripping with disinterest
When I dared to share with you
Something I thought might make you smile
"Okay"
Is like trying to talk to a wall
While watching the paint on it dry
"Okay"
Takes two seconds to write
Yet I waited days
For that dreaded word
To grace my notifications
"Okay"
Should be used sparingly
As if each time you send it
You **** the receiver just a little bit
"Okay"
Should not be said so often that
I know what you're about to say
Like I saw it in a crystal ball
"Okay"
Is not looking up from your phone
When I tell you about my day
"Okay"
Is not the proper response
To "I love you"

They say that the opposite of love isn't hatred
It's indifference
And I can't think of a response
More indifferent to pouring out
My heart into your hands
Than "Okay"
At least the last thing you said to me
Before we parted ways
Showed that you cared
At least a little bit
"I hate you"
Stung less
Than the thousands of times
Over our countless conversations
You responded
"Okay"
Okay?
 42° 
Débijonne
Almost asleep when my phone ticked;
'A notification,' it says.
Your name was there, you liked my photo.
And my stomach drowned in butterflies—
Scratch that—moths, surely they're moths.
Stronger, buzzier, like your power
To occupy and stay in my brain
With that single heart emoji beside your name.
Thinking that the double tap
Is as if you love me just the same.
Shoutout to those whose crushes follow them on instagram. Mine doesn't. :( HAHAHA
 40° 
Sydney Victoria
I love it when she’s blue,
I love it when she’s gold,
I love it when she’s silver,
I love it when she’s cold,
I love it when she’s quiet,
I love it when she’s bold,
I love it when she’s calm,
I love it when she folds
I love her for her secrets,
I love her for her songs,
I love her for her rights,
I love her for her wrongs,
I love it when she moves me,
When she pulls me,
When she soothes me,
I love it when she’s red,
I love it when she’s gray,
I love it when she’s mine,
I love it when she strays,
I love her for her warmth,
I love her for her stare,
I love her for her depths,
I love her for her care.
I’m in love with ocean. Her beauty, her grace. The secrets she harbors, the life she gives to all creatures. I love the way she holds me & makes me feel free. I am euphoric, I can see her now. No caps because I am truly meek in her presence.
 39° 
Regan
Bury me in the
Yellow Flowers
As my thoughts
drift away.
this is my first poem to hit the top of front page! thank you all for the support! <3 :)
 39° 
Sudeep Soparkar
Sorry I failed
I didn't wish to hurt you this way
You wanted me to be strong
I just couldn't handle it well

Sorry I failed
I wanted to be everything to you
I tried making efforts
But I took too long

Sorry I failed
I always want to see you happy
My actions never spoke my intentions
Justification became my language

Sorry I failed
Life became a living **** for you
I don't wish to be forgiven
But just wish to be yours forever

Sorry I failed
I really love you from all my heart
My bad I fail to express
My bad I made you see this day

Sorry I failed....

- Sudeep G. Soparkar
 39° 
jünø
alone in my room,
i search myself for comfort.
i can't find my heart
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