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The beauty of pain
Stay with me
Walk with me
Remind me that

Comes with a cost
Whenever you get a chance
Be Happy!!
#pain #happines #poem #shortpoem.
If there was ever evidence of a higher power in this world
It would be the friends in my life and the man that calls me his girl

Tonight I count my lucky stars in the sky
The endorphins I’ve been collecting have got me feeling so high
David P Carroll
Let me mend your broken heart
My beautiful sweetheart
So take my hands
And come fly with me
Fly away with and fall in love with me
Let me hold you gently
Kissing you softly
And I promise I'll kiss your tears goodbye.
True Love 💖
yama verita
im mad,
mad at a lot of things,
things i shouldn't be mad at.
Maybe if I write him down
he will get out of my head
because right now
I can’t get him to leave

he has pretty eyes
green maybe
they sparkle

he makes me feel interesting
like I am something to pay attention to
he pays attention
and I pay attention

he feels big
like an entire room is just him
he is big and I am small
then he leaves and I get smaller

he leaves
and I disappear
but I shouldn’t
I am not defined by him
but I shrink
and disappear
and he grows bigger
Heart beats fast.
Heavier breathing.
Sweaty palms.
Spiralling thoughts.
open your eyes
you won't travel while they're closed
or will you?
reality or not
is the current
is it even your decision?
crisp clumpy clouds
carry you away
but you might want to stand
on your own two feet
or you might need to
you deserve the reality you wish to see
all you need to do
is escape your own imagination
and find what you are imagining
Our paths have crossed not once,
But I cannot say I don't know you
When my eyes burn to get lost in your world
   all the nerves beneath my skin crave for your touch_for the fragile cherrylips_.
   My muscles lust for the excitement when my skin kneads your delicate skin  
  I cannot say I don't you know you, when
          my hands ache to explore every inch of your diamond body.
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
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!
J-J Johnson
My grandpa
             Words he gave
                            To me once upon a full moon
“Son” he said
            “When you go into this life”
“Remember, that love is a language “
             “So find, my son, find someone”
                     “Who speaks your language “
      “So you don’t have to translate your soul”
Lee Carter
If a man needs you to believe a lie,
He will often say, "trust me."

If a man needs you to believe the truth,
He will speak it.
Carmen Jane
You're not lost, just because you didn't  trust today
I see you here, yet your thoughts are drifting away ...
You rake the leaves, with your bare hands,
You try to see, where your future stands.

You're not lost,  just because you need a break,
I see you smile, while trying to hide your heartache
You collect the dirt, under your fingernails,
As you walk barefoot and cover your trails.

I still see you, underneath the falling leaves,
I hear your voice say "thank you"  and "please"
I see your true smile, glowing in your eyes,
You're the only reason, my soul survives.
This is a repost of a dear poem of mine, it has a message that comes from the bottom of my heart, for the ones who feel lost from time to time. Also, this poem is the first one to feature in my first book of poetry, that you can find it on Amazon
You Are Not Lost: Poems of hope, love, haikus and more

Thank you for all the support I've gotten here! ❤️
dancing in the rain
the water sliding down our faces like tears
lips touch --

hands on my waist, hands on your shoulders
don't ever let me go
Poetic Eagle
In the end it's not everyone who we laugh with that stays
Random thoughts
I learned
to plant the seeds
of happiness.
There are flowers
where the scars
used to be.

Katerina Landon
I can't seem to finish a poem these days
They are all about you.
Thinking about the message that says


Love. Words. Love.
All we have is words, all we ever had was words, though all we ever have is love.
Was thinking of saying that I loved you calling me golden, but the fact is you never called me at all.
And yet


The idea.
What could have been, what we could have been. What we were. What we are.?

show you my mind and my heart
I haven't seen you in a while
Is it ok that I don't miss you?

This second quarantine is just fine
I don't mind the distance

You keep on telling me every day
That you want to see me

But I am good
I don't know why

This feeling is new to me
I've never felt so empty

At times I almost forget
Of your existence

I hear your voice
A midst some others, louder

I don't feel good
I don't know why
Palak Datta
☆                                  ☆                             ☆  

T                            H                          E
c r             own   I      we            ar
  c a        n  not  b e     s  e      en;
T h e   K i  n  g   d     o m     I  
    r u l e     stays      hid den.  
  c         a       V      i     t       y
  created by my Queen;
Depicts   the    LOVE
 that was forbidden.
Love is a tragedy!
Ariana Solo
My love was like a candle

Too hot for you to handle

J Poggi
I wanted to hear more

but I brought myself
to close the door

I don’t like to
hear you cry,

or your voice
break on the call

I’ll pull
myself together

before my own
tears fall

The price of being alive
Is coping with the memories of what I nearly
Didn't survive.
I attend college in an apocalypse
I'm planning for a future that doesn't exist
Paying these grandiose establishments
So they can give me a piece of paper
A modern day participation award
this was in my drafts and I don't love it but I'm posting it anyways
Diya soni
You know what?
He's not just a boy
He's the only evidence of God that I can find on this entire planet!
Broke my wings
So I couldn’t


So I stole his soul
So he couldn’t

My mind is swirling
Lost in the blinding black.
Colors ricochet throughout my mind’s chambers,
My innermost gardens and intimate places.

Tenderly you touch me there,
And blushing I flee, ashamed.
To know that you see even these private places,
Even the ones which I truly hate.

My shame, my very own ridicule,
It has become a religion to me.
Nay, not religion, simply ritual.
The simple motions I follow through,
As a trained monkey,
Constantly dancing the routines.

Dreamer in Hell
"I am so sick of escaping from reality!" he screamed loudly and went to take a nap.
Anti- anti- social I cry,
Don’t even try,
Scream my nights by
Mrs Anybody
i know
that we
never were

but you
still broke
my heart
the worst kind of heartbreak

also check out my other poems!  :)
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
Oskar Erikson
he who reaches into
the core of a heart
and makes
its cavities

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about

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
Write your hearts out.
Tap dance on mean streets
throwing sparks into never.
Your words die wordlessly
rejected corpses buried in
The New Yorker's graveyard.
I'm also Acme. I'm ******.
She was loyal while you cheated
She motivated you when you discouraged her
She held you up when you put her down
She lost good friends behind you and you slept with yours behind her
She gave you everything you wanted and you ignored everything she needed
She spoiled you in every way while you neglected her emotionally
She fought your demons with you and you threw your demons on her
She made sacrifices when you couldnt make compromises
She stood up for a relationship that you disrespected on a daily
She changed for you while you changed up on her
She wiped away your tears while you placed new ones on her face
She planned a future with you while you planned one with someone else
She put you first while you put her last
She made you an priority while you made her an option
sunset blood drains
from transient clouds
as the bone-white moon
hangs in haughty defiance
over a jaundiced prairie

and as the life-giving sun
descends into its earthly grave
centuries of ghosts
whisper their hollow secrets
on the northern wind

they speak only of yesterday
amid the coagulating darkness
having long forgotten
the radiant life of today
and the promise of tomorrow
written for the beautifully empty sunset of 9/27/2020
Black Cocoon
My feet tease the path
as I dare to venture
deeper into my own
simple pleasures.

Beckoning to the trees
to sing the melodies
of our tired ancestors
as the wind flows through their leaves
like fingers over a harp's strings.

The hawk dances with the shadows,
daring the sun's rays to cut in,
hand outstretched, shinning and asking
may I have this dance?

The owls hoot the language
of muzzled tribes.
Low and deep,
filling the forest with the vibrations
of forgotten souls.

And as the world calls,
the armadillo crosses my path.
It follows me to the ledge.
It offers me it's armor
and pushes me off the edge.
In honor of the armadillo that crossed my path not once BUT twice. May your visits continue to remind me that the forest is not only alive BUT LIVING.
I want to scream, at you,
I want to see you move,
Just a flinch.
Why won't you move?
Why won't you run?
Run, away from me.
Stop looking at me.
With that look in your eye,
My eye.
I want to run away.
Run away, with me,
Stop holding me here.
I need to scream,
I need to stop screaming at me.
Do you hate knowing that the enemy is you? The person stopping you saying hi to that guy you like, or reaching out to your father, getting out of bed. I do, but I can't bring myself to say no.
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
To write of love
Is to be naked
To be seen

To be open
And vulnerable
It is terrifying
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