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Ten letters,
Won't make your life better,

Ten letters
Will make you batter

Loss of all sensation
Mitch Prax
Maybe it's lust or
maybe it's her pheromones-
All I know is that when
I bury my head
into her velvet locks,
time seems to stop
and I must worship
this goddess beside me.
I have ink in me
and a clean slate of paper
but my hands won't move
Makayla Jordan
my heart hurt
and i pressed on it
and on it i pressed
to see if it would numb the pain
but instead it left a bruise
the bruise it left
Hush now
It’s all right
You will forget
The taste of my blood

It was funny when
you took a bite
I knew you will choke
on my poisoned heart

My vein is still pulsing
I can feel your teeth
piercing through my skin

Look, now our blood is mixed
A creation of a new disease

Hush now, don’t cry
You will forget the pain
in time

Just close your eyes
and count to five

Now, you are mine
His kiss was the second serving I was to embarrassed to ask for
Prison mind prison mind
Free everyone
you're hurting me
My mind is rotting with their flesh
t's time to leave
How'd I find myself here
In July
This winter lasts forever
and colours don't sing to me anymore
I tell the circle of trust
I don't want to 'be'
I guess that's just Twenty Nineteen

Another write off
When will my hard work
pay me out
I made promises to myself
that haven't come true
all because of you
Christina S
Didn't mean to break your heart
Didn't mean to make you cry
Wasn't prepared for the look on your face
When you turned to me and asked "why?"

Sometimes things aren't meant to be
And I wasn't trying to be cruel
Seems like we were more friendly
I wasn't taking you for a fool
Sometimes it's just best to be honest even when it hurts. This seems like a lifetime ago.
Anna Freshour
You’ll never know
just how much I loved you.
My dear, I’m afraid that
you will never understand.
Alex B
If I die prematurely
Don’t make me go through a breakup too
you soak me through the
sunlight and sometimes i
think when i walk the shady
streets here that the trees are doing me a
thoughts from shady belgrade streets
Crown Shyness
Your face
Your eyes
I think about all the time

The moment
The picture
I keep replaying it in the future

I'm awake
I can't sleep
It feels like a dream

But I know it's not
I can't remember
They're blurring memories
"It's past midnight right now, I can't stop thinking, remembering, everything that scares me and everything I want. I think so much that I can't remember what's real and what's not; how something feels, like emotions and such..."
You reached for the stars
and put them in my eyes

I keep them locked
behind my eyelids


that you´ll change
your mind
It’s a terrible affliction
You’re my addiction
But maybe I’ll have a better mood tomorrow
Poetic Eagle
some people break your heart just to see you bleed
keep your eyes closed love.

           e     t      
       m           i
    o                 m
s                        e  
                            s     all you have to
                                                                ­ l                  is to what the sound
                                                           ­      i            n
                                                  ­                s           e
                                                               ­          t

                                                              ­                               v
                                                               ­                         a        e
                             ­                                          of the  w               s
                         ­                                                                 ­            tells  you
                                                                ­                                        to do.
"keep your eyes closed love. sometimes all you have to listen is to what the sound of the waves tells you to do"

When I was much younger, beaches were my second favorite places. I still love watching waves as they go by, crashing against each other and the whole process repeating all over again.
I’m scared
But most of all
With what
I see
in the
Its called a hyperbole, please don’t take this too seriously
I didn't feel like writing today.
I was afraid I'd say the unsaid.
I dont wanna face the truth,
I dont wanna give up on us.
Why cant you come back to me,
And be the way it's supposed to be?
But alas I'm a poet. I must write.
Adarsh Jaiswal
Well Darling!
Even the Night doesn't exist
without Light.
It is 11:11 a.m on my time clock
Memories left on my brain lock
If I could emprison you with a iron lock
It might not be a shock, I put an end to my breathe - No
For this love I birth for you is like a rock

Gushing tears,
Hands pressed on my mouth so not even the devil can't hear me, so he can't laugh at me,
Neither the strength to say, "God help me!"

My heart is just on a death - knock!!!
Jackson Thomas
We say "Light-hearted"
Funny, for a heart of gold
is too heavy for even
the strongest to uphold
When the dawn races to dusk
And the light of the mind refuses to stay,
the light-footed ride the storm
and the light-headed fade away

A safe place to stay,
I long for a hideaway
Someday, yes, someday
Scott Willers
you sleep so close
but you feel so far
you sleep on your side
with me to your back
no more conversations being exchanged
just a cold shoulder when you sleep
Hannah Lanayru
Don't listen to that voice
The one within your mind
That tells you everything is going to be okay

Because it's not

You know it's not

You struggle every day and every night
Always tired of this fight
It draws you in and lures you too far
Then you're trapped and there's no going back
So why bother?

Why bother?
Why care?
It's not like anyone is there
To hear you cry out for help
Or to see you reach out desperately

So you sit there and you cry

Until the one you truly love comes along
To pull you back from the depths of the hell within your head
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.
Poetry Addict
The lightening sky extends itself in violent exaltation towards the future sun.
A one sentence prose poem. Vaguely inspired by how often the sun is featured in The Stranger (by Camus) not that I could ever claim to be a good a writer as Camus!
Antigone Awkward
There's a cat's paw on the end of my pen,
Hold my breath, count to ten.
Mr Stabs... not fair,
Black cat... hard stare,
Lots of work to get done,
Worky, worky, no fun,
Need to work all night - but then...
There's a cat's paw on the end of my pen.
Lovely Nobody
Sometimes I wish I was born as a boy
my late-night strolls wouldn't be seen as coy.
Sometimes I wish I was born as a boy
at least I wouldn't be reduced to a mere toy.

Sometimes I wish wasn't born as a female
my life story would have been a tellable tale.
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born as a female
my journey wouldn't have been filled with storms and hail.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't born at all
coz there nothing I hate more than being a life-size doll.
I went to the love of my life's wedding today

I listened to her say the words that i would never be able to say,
he was the object of the love that i craved.
she looked at him with the same affectionate eyes that i gazed,
he was the one hearing: "for the rest of my days".

i went to the love of my life's wedding today
you wrote your soul
on my skin
with a silken paintbrush
and sky blue paint––

i'm sorry.

i wrote my soul
on your skin
with a sharpened knife
and blood red paint––

i'm sorry.
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.
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
I think the music has been lying
Love isn’t like the melodies
Of the songs on the radio
It’s hard and disappointing
And no one ever stays for long
I wish I never believed
Those stupid love songs
Because maybe if
I never heard them
No one would’ve never let me down
Niki Gray
Pain is better than numbness,
because at least I can feel
my life not just move through it.
Thank you for taking the time to read my poetry.  Also a thank you to all my family and friends that remind me to be the best me I can be.  Thank you Sheela, Courtney, Christian, Favour, my daughter Sydney and my son James.  Also, a big thank you to my husband Jim.
everything falls right into place
with you.
Raj Bhandari
Man, it is, really very easy, to criticise,
Instead,try being a human being,wise!
Perhaps one day I'll look up and see
The same stars that you do
But for now, I'll settle for
That strange light in your eyes
Du du du...
I could say
that I know what I want from life

I could say
that I want life

I could say
that I know what I want

But I don’t
Antigone Awkward
Where's the harm?
She reads a palm,
Turns a Tarot card,
Healing crystals,
Black lace, big bristols,
But I have to come down hard,
Coz it's my patch,
So spit 'n' scratch,
Let someone else make room,
Rings clip,
Fat lip,
Tabitha's on 'er broom.
Sam Clemens
Where do they all go
the unspoken words
Do they melt, into nothingness
burning in the backs of our throats
Or delve into the blue deepness of our thoughts
a sunken treasure
I think they hitch rides
with the hopeless
and the heartbroken
Sitting heavy on shoulders

And I'm walking with the weight of the world
and I'm walking with the weight of the world
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