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atticus wilson
The alarm has been sounded
“Abandon ship, before we sink into a sea
Full of broken code
Connection errors
And unusable links”
Yet I say, let us stay
Let us go down with the ship
This ship is one built of words
Many have bonded quickly to each other
A community that will flourish despite a lack of home
We may not have much time left together,
But the time spent will be cherished
We are more than a website,
We are poets
And I say
We go down writing
They may take our website, but our quills will never dry
Mitch Prax
Dear diary;
today I
did not write,
I did not paint,
and I did not compose.
I did not live today but,
then again, I guess that's
no different to any other day.
We silently communicate
in the middle of chaos
Understanding one another
With true love between our souls
As we embrace each other in the solitude
Stained Glass
In maths: an equation
In chemistry: a reaction
In history: a war
In geography: a place
In life: everything
Harshitha Girish
She was like Christmas.
A surprise.
stefan badham
you've gone away
gone away
and made my day
I love you more than hate myself
The worst thing is you do too
Don't know what you see in me
I am so shocked that you do
If only we could trade eyes for a day
Staring into death's eye is final.
I have no need for secrets or guilt
or hate for anyone who ever hurt me.
Scars don't survive dead. Scabs on the
heart are delicate food for the worms.
Earth's a distant star where souls meet.
I'm a jar of ash on your mantle. You
think me alive until your turn to die.
I am afraid
Terrified of the future to come

Sometimes I stop
In the middle of the street
Wondering where I'm headed

But as I stand there
I know nothing's going to change
If I don't move forward

So I just wander past
The lights the people the places

And hope for a world
Where I can stop and rest
And not fear for the future
I swallow the pills
I take my medicine
I drug myself
Because it’s that bad
It’s that bad that I’ve submitted
I’ve allowed this
I’ve gotten so low
That the only way
To find any sort of light
Is to keep taking drugs
The bottles bear my name
They’re practically a part of me now
I'm not staying,
it's my blame.
I'll leave the innocent;
I'm not the same.
I've got blood on my hands.
Pressure to understand.
You're right.
You've always been.
I tend to forget.
I won't bother you,
still my existence bothers me.
My mind smothers me.
The nights scare me;
comfort is scarce.
The dark makes things worse,
and this silence hurts.
It can be so loud,
the noise of nothing.
The sounds of your thoughts,
utterly isolated.
I love y'all;
but I don't love me.
I can't live up to what you all think of me-
all feedback is welcome and appreciated!
she is a happy ending,
not everyone can wait for.
Travis Green
To be drowning in your boundless melody,
breathing in the soft sounds, let its existence
sift in my ears, entrance the fragrant fields
of my flowery physique.  Taking in the beat,
bright flesh of life, earthbound, exciting,
angled bones brightening in my mind.

Let your thrilling lips, a season of sheer bliss,
come close to mine, coffee brown eyes staring
me up and down, thick eyebrows covered
in a halo of sweet enchantment, making me
feen for your passion, crashing in infinite
waves, falling for your type, not the average
type, the genuine soul type, a smooth black man
taking me by the hand, leading me into his
glorious land, hypnotizing me all over.
heart is                                                  
A LANTERN                                              
Inside, lives a                                              
♡         ­                                       
e                   ­                 
t                       ­                       
  ­   n                                
      d                        ­                  
      ♡                                       ­             
s                                                  ­  
e                     ­             

                   bright wings
                     G L I T T E R I N G
                     with love, life and

I grow,                
S H E  R E M A I N S              
youthful, timid,              
d       ­     


                   ­                     spent days
                                          JUST  CRYING
     ­                                     feeling so lost
             ­                             ♡
                                  ­        I
       ­                                             s
                  ­                             o
                     ­          s
                    ­                              y
                                 ­                   ♡

                                           ­                             The
                                ­                                         summer
                                                          ­                OF HER HEART
                                                           ­                  became winter
                                                          ­                bleak
                                           ­                            ♡
                                                               ­                 a
                                                                ­                     n
                                                               ­                   d
                                            ­                            ♡
                                   ­                            c
                                                               ­   l
                                                            ­                d
                                                                ­                   ♡

                       with time
                          SHE MANAGED
                        to pick herself
                  ­ n
                           ­               h
      ­                           r

the help                        
O F  O T H E R                        
fellow Kings and                        
k         ­                         
♡                                      ­    
♡  ­        

                   You                                                              ­    
all have                                              
A D D E D   TO                                            
my heart's inner                                              
flame        ­                                        
n   ­                                                       
♡       ­                               
o  ­                      
e                               ­       
♡                     ­           

       Winds                                                            ­              
blow, wings                                                            ­      
NOW FLUTTER                                                          ­        
I'm ready to                                                               ­   
fly                                                              ­  
♡                                                                ­
b                                                               ­ 
y                                                              ­  
s    ­                                            
d            ­                                              
e                 ­                                                   ♡
I'm back!
So sorry everyone, the last few weeks have been... a strain on me.
I am still doing my media course and all, but mentally and emotionally,
I was slipping down into a dark place. My sleeping patterns have been messed up, my nerves have been completely out of control, my self-doubt, anxiety and depression drained me so much that I found it really hard to write, so I needed time to gather myself. It was so hard for me to pick up a pen. To do anything. My smiles were hollow and I just felt so lost.

I just wanted to apologise, I didn't mean to worry anyone. I'm truly touched by the out-pour of support for me. I got so many messages asking if I was alright. I can't express how much that warmed my heart. I'm so used to people being angry at me for my silence that it usually scares me to come back. By nature, with everything I've experienced, it's made me more and more of an isolationist. To all of those people, truly, thank you so so much for staying and just being kind to me...
Really. Thank you T-T
And thank you to all my followers, old and new.
245 followers... I can't even... T-T
I'm sorry if I sound like a broken record but thank you.
I'm back now, and I'm feeling better.
It's easier to hold my pen so I will resume spilling my ink.

I'll continue the Masked Bard on Thursday, I'm free the whole day.
I have no idea of my schedule the coming week.
Again, I appreciate everyone one of you.
Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts.
Thank you for staying with someone like me.
With much love,
Lyn ***
the great orange orb came to visit
rolled over the sea

we met there, in the light
a prayer on our lips-
(for goodness sake).
Katja Pullinen
By playing you will feed your ego. By doubting, you will give him win.
By lying, you will see illusions.
By expectations, he will get a seed.
I do not expect anything from you.
when a heart broken
pours out all
her feelings and
translates them onto
words. something
beautiful gets created.
appreciated by many but
never the one
she's always written her
heart out for.
Ryan O'Leary
I witnessed a Vegan lady
•)(• feed her baby, surely
it's contrary to philosophy !
how do you name
this kind of strength?

the thing she loves most
shatters her, irreparably

shards sink to the depths
drowning she dies there

then recreates herself,
returning to care for it
I talk to God about you
I ask Him how He created you
Someone as nearly perfect
To be living in such a fragile world
With a heart too pure for it.
I thank Him for having me cross your path
And every night, I have prayed for you.
you are wonderful
Do you ever think
of a poem
that's amazing

and you're sure you'll remember
to write it down

but you won't
This is kind of my mood right now.
Its the days when you don’t cry,
But you don’t smile either.

It’s the days when you’re quieter than usual,
And people notice.

It’s the days when you aren’t quite thinking about anything.

But if someone asked you what was wrong,
You wouldn’t know where to start.
Rich Hues
A battered old paperback
She sprawls on the cover,
A Venusian princess
And in a micron I love her,
Cat-eyed, semi-naked,
Surprisingly pert
She puts the purr
At the start of my vert,
A pitiless tyrant
In her alien palace,
Her ray-gun shaped
Like an angry, red phallus.

But these days, science fiction
Is an LGBT joke,
Star Wars and Star Trek
Are all about being woke,
I want the old days,
I want her extraterrestial charms
And I want to be crushed
By her tentacled arms.
Like a tree’s tangled branches is the tale of one’s life
All gnarled, bent and twisted
weather-worn by spent strife.
Blustered by storm’s which test our deep roots
And pull hard at our souls in bitterest dispute.
Yet when moments of sunlight shimmer on our leaves
We stretch for the heavens and thank God for reprieve
you get one day to cry
but tomorrow
it’s time to fix your crown
trees are changing their robes;
on misty mornings
I am sitting on my porch.
a book  
I've found in a vintage bookstore
at the corner of my street
is lying in my lap

drinking a tea
wrapped into my favorite blanket
and watching my neighbors
carving their pumpkins

smelling the scent
of firewood
while also listening to
Frank Sinatra

autumn, oh autumn
where have you been?
Sea's End
When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
I wonder what it feels like
To hold the world in your hands
And let it slip from your grasp

Suppose I'll never know
Mahal, oras na para ika’y matulog
nang mahimbing
Kasing himbing ng iyong malalim
na pagtulog ang pagpikit
ng iyong  damdaming
Sabay nating ibubulong sa hangin
Gray, grey, gray, grey, gray, grey
Mixed in everything
And she looks dazed
The sky is dark
Clouds float around her
And her hair
One mass of dark
Rough edges but everything melts together
mum's in the big bed
da's on the living room couch
i'm the hall between
Is there any buddy out there?

Am I the only one?

Could this be the end?

Is this site said and done?

Shall I post 1 million words and read them to myself

Shall I write 1 million poems and place them on a shelf

Within the womb
With in the mother
Have I yet to discover
Light beyond the darkness
Forcing me to breathe
Is there anybody out there
Or am I all alone
Life is but a dream
We cannot control
Anna Bell
“i love you”
those words
                                      from his lips
i believed his deceitful manner
his charisma, it was alluring
I think most people take this as an s.o. but it could be anyone who stopped loving you a friend, a parent to just deceive you to get what they want from you. I also thought of the devil as I wrote this, he deceives you and feeds you with lies to follow him.
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 too *******.
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.
It's odd losing everything you lose
Cause it hurts your heart
Just as much as the pills you can't stop taking
Even though you've taken enough to do the trick
It's not my fault
that you've stolen my heart.
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.
Harald Pfeffer

There is really only
One journey. It leads
Deeper and within,
Like to the center
Of the earth
Where it is dark,
Where secrets hide,
Where you are alone.

Harald Edwin Pfeffer 26-1-2020
think of
all those
before you.

now you,
been here
"If it weren't for you,

I never would've danced at all"
p.tchaikovsky - pas de deux (the nutcracker)
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