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 667° 
Aasiyah
finally my fantasies are real
everything i wanted to ever feel
everything i wanted you to be
now youre with me, my doll

i wanted glass
i wanted diamonds
i wanted beads
i wanted jewelry

anything that sparkles like your eyes
anything that fills me with greed
anything thats dangerously beautiful

and just be filled with

i wanted empathy
i wanted sympathy
i wanted loyalty
i wanted affection

anything that fills me with jealousy
anything that stabs so inefficiently
anything that stirs me relentlessly

like bottling a mermaids sing
anything that burns down the heavens
like ripping off an angels wing,
anything that burns down the heavens
This year taught me people will leave if you love and care about them so much.
water and trees
swaying in the wind,
airplanes and birds
taking flight
 347° 
Anastasia
"you're so beautiful,"
i told him.
he looked away
"i'm not"
he said
"you're one of the most beautiful people i've ever met,"
i said.
"no,
i'm ugly,"
he told me
"i swear, there's something about, that's just
absolutely beautiful."
i promised.
he looked up
angry tears in his eyes
"No. You don't get it. I'm hideous,"
he yelled.
"you're so beautiful to me"
i said softly as he walked away
i tell him he's beautiful, but what i think doesn't matter to him.
 309° 
hj
Our love
Is double suicide
 263° 
Corrinne Shadow
When I was small
I wrote a song.
It was as wild
As it was long.

I did not know
How to write words
And so I sang
With the morning birds.

Now I am grown,
I am depressed.
I write long things
Just to impress.

I do not sing,
I only sigh.
When I was small
I was alive.
 250° 
bess goldstein
I know when it is time to turn the light,
blow out the summer candle,
and allow winter its cold overbearing step.
logic and reason reaches my tongue,
the darkness tastes like cold
settling my body in for a long
empty sleep...

I dream of bad decisions between my fingers.
they taste like summer,
you,
and regret
after the mistakes were made.
warmth has made it so easy
to love you in my dreams...

waking up to the cold
is harder than it seems.
is loving you ever logical??? man idek
 249° 
Empire
I just... I just...
I just wanna lie in bed...
Take some more pills...
Take several more pills...
Until I drift back to sleep
Away from life
To be suspended in the unconscious
To forget
To flee
To escape
 240° 
Amanda
your eyes
still put the ocean
to shame

i just don’t want to swim in them
anymore
you are among
my most favorite
of the humans
 240° 
Lexie
These things take time
I am a heart breaker
With a broken heart
I know your energy
Before you open
Your ******* mouth
 237° 
Stephen S
Come with me tonight
my darling
and we’ll ride on beautiful rainbows
Across the expanse of a star filled sky.

The galaxy is our playground.
The majesty of all the planets
awaits us.
It’s an incredibly wondrous sight.

Even still,
I find myself unable
to shift my gaze from you.
As it was surely meant to be.
 175° 
Lost
I DON’T WANT ANYTHING
I JUST WANT
TO BE LEFT ALONE

I RESENT THAT YOU CARE

LET ME GO AND
TURN YOUR BACK ON ME
SO I CAN FIND MY PEACE

I DON’T WANT TO HURT YOU

BUT IT’S AWFUL HARD
NOT TO GET YOU CAUGHT
IN MY CROSSFIRE OF PAIN

SO LEAVE ME ALONE

YOU’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT WORRYING ABOUT ME

AND I’LL BE BETTER OFF
NOT HAVING TO RESTRAIN MY URGES
FOR YOUR SAKE

I COULD FINALLY MELT INTO MY ILLNESS
DRIPPING INTO ONE ANOTHER
UNTIL I’M UNRECOGNIZABLE

LET

ME

GO

PLEASE

YOU’D BEST BE ON YOUR WAY
OFF IN A SEPARATE DIRECTION
TOWARD BETTER THINGS AND PEOPLE

BECAUSE I AM TIRED OF FIGHTING
SO MUCH MORE THAN YOU KNOW
AND I’D LIKE TO REST SOON
 168° 
Wendy Darling
you weren’t alex
and i couldn’t be rosie
we weren’t like the movies
where there was an “us”.
there is only “you” and “me”
but now our hands are empty and are left with nothing
 164° 
tiredkoalahugs
HI?
Is that all your gonna say
Hi
Not why
Not anything else
Hi to you too.
Oh, look at that
A "Whats going on?
You good?"
Yeah
Everything is
Just
Peachy.
 163° 
eli
i am trying
to remember how to write

i can write this
can't I?
 138° 
solfang
from the way
you're staring at me,
i think I've made you
believe in
love at first sight
feels like it is going to be a series at this point.
 128° 
Sue Collins
Walking on air with that buzzing feeling all around you. Looking at people but not really seeing them.
Someone is talking. I can hear them. I realize it is me. Some odd kind of fevered chatter without approval.
My skin belongs to a stranger. It’s not mine to my touch. I’m turned inside out with no barrier of protection.
I’m a recognized bystander watching me through a kaleidoscope.  I witnessed my falls that came out of nowhere.
A slow good-by and now walking a straight line. But I have fond memories of my phase of delirium. It set me loose.
 121° 
Sehar
just because the star-
fish can grow its arms back does
not mean it didn't hurt.
______________

even though scars heal
and wounds fade it doesn't mean I
will forget the pain.
haiku.
 107° 
Skye
Sitting here alone with
a deck of cards
makes me wish
i had accepted your offer to learn solitaire
or
that you were here
and we could go to war
or maybe
i could build houses of cards
and we could
rule
a kingdom
together
 97° 
Nova
We
We’ve had promises broken
Words left unspoken

Tears on our cheeks
Lonely weeks

And yet
It still surprised me when you left me.
 84° 
Chelsea
Someone asked me to draw
Draw what heartbreak looks like
I finally got tired of drawing a broken heart
And I started drawing you
 81° 
Dr Baljit Singh
Some earn little some earn more
But the rule remains the same
The victim shall always be you
So don’t get away with

One riot takes many
As crime joins the hand
It does not matter; even if
You are a policeman

We concise to a place
Traits do not change
And place remains the same
The man affects the human being

Don’t take my previous poem desperation
Rather, I aware you
To live you need luck despite being secure
The girl did not know crime waiting with a rod

Poets write many ways.

Dr Baljit Singh
Saturday 14 December 2019
 75° 
Ameed
what was written by
Fire and Blood
will never be erased by
Water or Ice
 75° 
Stephen E Yocum
It happened again today,
as it does too often.
A super sized new roll of
toilet paper unwound off
the wall in a heap upon
the floor.

She followed me into the
bathroom and sat slyly
staring to gage my reaction.
I thought I could actually
discern a slight smile on
her enchanting face.

What is it about a house
cat that makes them do that,
unroll all the Toilet Paper?
Are they merely mischievous
or inherently evil? I am in a
quandary to know the difference.
Though it's a nuisance to reroll,
it always make me laugh.
But I never let her know that.
I would let her sleep on my bed
but you know what they say
about cats, she might just steal
my breath in the night.
 75° 
Sarah Spencer
You see the slump in my shoulders
the way I carry myself
the burdens of boulders
that threaten my health.

When you ask what's wrong
I pull up my guard
don't want your pity or sad song
won't tell you why life's hard.

So if you want to know
I'll bottle it inside
wrap up all remains in a black bow
and tell you I'm fine.
 73° 
Sanjana
If life has taught me anything
It is to wander

It is better to leave than be left
So it's better to be the goner

Nothing is permanent
And nothing will stay

Sure there are limits
And you'll have to go away

But you'll protect yourself first
And maybe you won't get hurt along the way

So sometimes you'll have to break
And have to be the traitor

But if that's what it takes to survive
"Just so we're clear, I'm a solo player"
Quote: Kirito from SAO I
 73° 
laoda
You talk lots about Love
But what does it look like?
As pretty as you,
Or as kind?

*

Like   the painting in the mirror
In       your favorite nightclub
Like   the unrobed reflection
In       your  morning bathtub

Raw,   unreservedly charming

Like     the towel, clung around your waist
That     while you walked to the bed, sliding
Like     the heavenly lips of yours
That     parted when pleased, singing
This was originally posted on my twitter. Also in a collection where lovers talk nonsense so....
 72° 
ranveer joshua
i creased the cover of my book today,
my heart shattered at the sight.
 66° 
mal frost
hey, me
i hope you smile
and beam with glee
for every mile
that you shall see
is all worthwhile
for you are me
and i
love
you
to be read in 23 hours and something minutes
 65° 
Sanaa
Dear beautiful evergreen
rooted down in the field
strongly upholding itself
like it has an impenetrable shield

The one that has experienced blazing summers
and freezing winters
not only seen warfare
but watched it from the center
winds blew it west and east
but it never went left or right
had blood on its leaves
but never got into a fight

Dear beautiful evergreen
That stands there all yearlong
keep your roots rooted
and continue to be strong
 63° 
Anya
Today my friend told me
I was acting strange
I gave her the
excuse
of a sugar high
But really,
...
I was just being
myself
Do you think a girl could love a boy who writes for her a million poems?  That's what I plan to do.
 61° 
sydney
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
 60° 
Jacob Pitcher
For as long as I can remember, I've been waging a losing war against timing.

Still, I wanted to ask - will you join me?
 60° 
Sophia
" Cut yourself"

Just a cut
Just a scratch
"What's that mark?"
"It was the cat."
Just an excuse
Just a lie
"What's with all the bracelets?"
" Just fashion, why?"
Just a tear
Just a scream
" Why were you crying?"
"Just a bad dream."
But it's not just a cut, or a tear, or a lie
It's 'just one more' until you die
this poem is about me
 60° 
Hunter
I struggle to find the reason.
Why I’m pushing though pain.
Turning life,
Into survival.
 59° 
دema
Accept change
with open arms,
I promise you
that the road is
not that bumpy
and that you
will be just alright
 57° 
A
one day
i might forget
the things you did
to me

and one day
i might not hate you
anymore

but when that day comes
i’m afraid
i might love you
all over again

a.g
 56° 
Akvpoems
3 THINGS I REALIZED..

1. You fear of spiders but you can carry a snake?
2. You're so good in singing and dancing but I didn't know you're not good in painting abstract, tho I love your confidence. You're proud of your artwork and you said for you, it's a masterpiece.
3. You would rather buy a furniture than build one..(You know the DIY thing).
Anyway, I like you still. You're human, after all. I like you more after I realized this. You're perfectly imperfect and that's what I like most.
why oh why
 53° 
Kirsten Claire
I use a suppression
To the ADD
I call it depression

12/13/2019
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