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 330° 
Rox90
Look up to the sky
And close your eyes

Bring your feet together
In the snowing weather

Hold the gold dust tight
As it lights up bright

Blow it into the wind
And make a wish
 300° 
Isabella
There is an emptiness beside me
A numbness I can’t shake
It tries to envelop my limp body
Embracing my heart until it breaks
Darkness swallows everything
I feel my soul begin to ache
I am cold but feel the heat
Was there never a time when I was safe
Life's journey is hard for everyone,
but always try, as best as you can,
that it'd be a white-sailed ship
that will be awaiting you when
your odyssey comes to an end.

Przemyslaw Musialowski 10/25/2020
 210° 
xavier thomas
Touch me like it’s the first time

Touch me like it’s our last

Touch me like this is forever

Touch me like we moving to fast
 174° 
Nobody
Sing me a song to ease my pain ,
Gently stroke my hair.
Wipe my tears that fall like rain ,
Let me know your there.

Smile a goofy smile today.
Like you did when you were young.
Chase all the blues away ,
Before the day is done.

I hope this isn't to much a burden ,
For you to bare.
For at times like this my friend,
It helps to have you near.
 169° 
Samara
in a lawless loveland
bickering over the tempo
my darling -
am i going too slow?

- - -

pastel sunsets
shaping the sihlouette
that is you.

am i someone
you outgrew?
 135° 
Cliff Perkins
The pasture steams with dusky fog
The poet dreams of his dead dog
The fall of day the rise of night
The people pray that wrong be right

Tiptoe cross the dampened leaves
Listen for nocturnal life
Soak it up and soak it in
Silence is the only sin

Hear the drip and hear the drop
Frost has come and now the rot
Kingfisher sings crazy song
The people pray that right be wrong

Looking over lily pads
Green floats over slate grey sky
Dragon climbs out the lake
Now is time to do or die
 133° 
verwandlung
My beautiful sunflower,
of warm, yellow joy -
infectious - as sunshine
beams across our faces.

An abundance of petals,
golden in the light.
Growing toward the sun,
striving for perfection.

Our beautiful sunflower,
nurtured and thriving,
growing through my heart, warm
with happiness and love.
happiness of being in love? feels gross to read it now haha
 84° 
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!

Vanity but the computer is not correct
455 likes and loves
Beware.
 77° 
Samir Mohammed
Unity in peace is what we seek
separate, we are but lone sheep
As one, hear the words we speak
Lambs, in the wolf pit of slaughter

Not hiding, like our fathers
Chasing the highs and the cliffs steep
We are the sons and the daughters
Soaring above the skies, clouds beneath our feet
 65° 
Phoebe Hopkins
Forced me into this
Over how I look
Open up my stomach and hate what you find
Don't tell me you can fix it because no one can
 63° 
INDEED
you should have waited a little longer
just a little longer
my day was bad not my heart
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 58° 
Dawn Visits
People are magnets.
I attract,
I repel.
If you and I meet today
Do we come together,
Or move apart?
Do we find each other with a click of recognition,
Or pass as a running stream
Dancing around a rock in its path?
Do we see ourselves in each other?
And if we meet tomorrow,
In a different orientation,
Will we connect then?
Or is our fate sealed?
 56° 
Bea Autumn
Time flies by so fast then its past

Remember special moments always last

So make some memories to treasure

Each day have and give some pleasure

So when second chances do come by

To love again say yes reach for the sky

Because I love the moments in time

When you're with me and you are mine

Cherish and relish everyday while you can

Precious are the moments when love is the plan
make every moment count
 55° 
toleomato
I pen a poem
about
a beautiful
flower,
and think that maybe
it is about a woman instead.

in disgust,
i throw it away.

not that i hate her,
the contrary,
but to me,
it seems,
a flower cannot be a flower
and a woman
cannot be a woman.
 48° 
Imara Vaglez
never have i loved anybody the way i had loved you
 48° 
David P Carroll
I'm writing this poem

Specially for you

Because sweetheart

You mean everything to me

Always and forever

You mean everything to me and

You'll be my beautiful sweetheart in life

And I dream of holding you

In my arms so tight

And every night I softly kiss you

Good night.
My Poem About You ❤️❤️❤️
 43° 
amanda
amanda
amand
aman
ama
am
i
allowed to admit
these letters
are losing meaning
everyday?
some days
i don't want to be me

some days i don't want
to be a person
The time of loving fall loathing is slowly closing
dark heavy doors slamming in a slow slow hearted way
I jump up , I wont stay
on this red couch slouched out
brine water shrimp line my pockets
not now
but hopefully
when this sand dollar heart gives out
when this cancer love sick crab drowns out
pisces is a fresh water fish
my water stays brackish for love
I love him from stars up above
but there is no up and no down
my moon child wants to fly
but he will learn to swim
 37° 
Edward
You are so Loved and wanted , and cherished.
By the only True Savior that exist everywhere.
He wants you to not only see his love here.
But to feel it in the deepest part of your heart.
He really wants to bless you and care for you.
He wants to hold you where you are hurting too.
He wants to touch your heart, your life and heal you.
He really wants you to know that you truly are loved.
That you are really special he wants to heal you.
From your hurt, your addiction, and your sorrows too.
 36° 
nadia yahya
The stars shine, the sun rises.
The moon lights and the sky cries.
Even in dream, even in real life.
Even when the living is full of lies.
As day goes by.

—n.y
 35° 
Anna
You've been playing me,
And now I know,
How come I was acting like that,
But now that I'm not blindfold,
Hurts so much that loosing sight would be a delight.
 32° 
Heather
Him
His face
The sight brings a smile to yours
His eyes
You can stare into them forever
His lips
You wish you can kiss them
His hands
You wish you can intertwine them with yours
His mind
It intrigues you
His soul
You can love it for eternity
His heart
It doesn't belong to you
 32° 
Poetic T
Never be what some one
             wishes you

To be.

Be the genie,
and show
    Them your wishes.

Trust, friendship & empathy.
 32° 
Łëïçkî
I want you to say my name.
I want it to spill past your lips while I run my fingers along the bend of your jaw.
I want you to grab my waist and pull me into you like the world might  take me away at any moment.
I want to feel you gasp as I slide my fingers from the nape of your neck into your soft hair.
I want to make you desperate for me in so many ways aside from physical.
I want to be the reason you shudder, sigh and surrender.
Let me be the one, let me be the thought in your head that keeps you up at night.
I want you to be the reason I am needed.
 31° 
colorfulSmoke
Oh...
Oh how I wish...
I had been a longer chapter in the story of your life.
 31° 
M
Place your hands over my body
Let your touch get me high
Man this feels just like heaven
The best time of my life
The knots know no reason
They come and go
Loosened or tightened
At will or not
They know no reason
For their being
And existence
Depends
 28° 
ali
perhaps I talk too much to the moon
and don’t listen enough to the universe

for I long for a love
too extraterrestrial
to ever find on this planet

perhaps a poet’s true fate
lies in solitude

for we yearn for connection
too shakespearean
to ever survive this modern day
I turn 21 on Saturday but feel around 70 if i’m honest.
 27° 
Shy
You were
My sigh of relief
And now
You’re gone
And I’m sitting here
Gasping for air
Will my
heart
be open
to
accept the
love
given to
me?

I don't
know.
 26° 
elaine
you never asked to read my poetry
maybe that was the sign.
i told you i wrote for fun,
you shrugged and moved on.
red flags went up everywhere, but i didn’t bother looking
 25° 
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
 25° 
Saudia R
Let my silence teach you

what my words

did not
This year, do not explain yourself (especially repeatedly) to someone who does not listen. Let your silence be your response. Let your happiness be your response. Let your peace be your authenticity.
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