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 510° 
Perry
I've drank the finest of wine
Down to the bottom of the bottle
Only to witness an ocean alone
Barely surviving my own hands

A fire burned through my viens
That was blew out by the wind
Breezing through the leaves
A calmness that sits with me
Before calmness dismisses me

I walked across the tallest blue sky
Where wide winged birds soar high
Til promises of white clouds turn grey
And so there I fell with the rain
Dripping through the lowest gutter

Many times I was buried, lying in dirt
Like a grave, needing no help
Finding the dark inside of myself
But I always rise with the blades
Of the greenest fresh spring grass

No matter what feeling I catch
None of them seem to everlast
 420° 
Acme
I'll die as many times as it takes to
finally meet you the next time I live.
I live in your vast night full of stars
and your gravity keeps me close to you.
 320° 
Scott Montgonery
If you wake and struggle with immediate doubt
Take one more step and figure it out
If you’re not honest and can never be
The one you keep challenging in the mirror you’ll see
 290° 
Louise
You neglected
the flowers that once
grew so high and so beautiful to
tend the weeds
growing in our garden,
while I was alone trying
to fix the flowers we grew together.
 250° 
Loser
I
HID
MY
SELF
FROM
YOU
TO
MAKE
ME
FEEL
MORE
SANE

and you did the same.
 244° 
Emma Katka
I dance with all my demons
But they’ve got no rhythm
 232° 
Thunderstorm
thunderstorms
are
why
i
live
Mmmmm
mmmm
mmm.
 231° 
JP
In
love failure
Even
mirror refuses
to show my face...
Curtains.

Sat on the sidewalk
a plugged bottle and
a soft cork,
why talk?

ah
I know
let's play truth or dare
and
you walk away to goodness
knows where and
now it's raining.

I'm not complaining
I've had my sun
and
watched as the sky ran to blue,
run to black and make its way
back and now it's raining,

forty two million heartbeats a year
will I hear the reaper when it comes
The reaper, such a charming name and whether male or female when they nail my box shut it won't matter to me.
 195° 
LJ Chaplin
Tell your lover
At least three times a week,
To use their touch
As a means to speak,
Let their fingers trace
The edge of your jaw,
Let rosy lips
Connect with yours,

Tell your lover
To speak their truths,
Behind closed doors
Or in restaurant booths,
Let them say what's on their mind,
So peaceful thoughts
Are more inclined,

Tell your lover
In the middle of the night,
Wrapped in sheets
It will be alright,
For life can be a hurricane
And you are their shelter
From the pouring rain.
© LJ Chaplin
 172° 
megan ottinger
The hidden
Lost in the shadows
With no light shone
Living lives
Away from the
World

The lights go out
You see them now
They are not
Hidden
Anymore

The lights come back
And there they are
They were never hidden
But hidden
From you
 155° 
Truckaduk
Anyway I live
Anywhere I walk
I walk alone
And live wisely

Take my hand
I'll tell you where to go
But shall you go with me
You will be my friend

As for this journey
I know my path
But not my destination
Life is short, after all
Thinking poem
 153° 
Skyler M
I had an affair with the entryway,
Touched lips with the steps,
Put my pride down the street lines,
Fell out of love,
And dropped my heart into the potted plants.
 132° 
Colette Alexia
Self discovery was the hardest part
Of loving you with my entire heart
2018
 105° 
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
 104° 
ArielMarriel
They will tell you
All poetry has been written
There is nothing new
Under the moon
But let me tell you
They don’t know you
You are as unique
As the DNA that exists
Within your frame
The ripples on your thumbprint
No one ever had the same.

Listen...

You have something to say
Say it proudly
Say it boldly
Never let them scold you.

Never let them make you go away.
I love it when someone tells me to keep writing. You should keep writing too!
 104° 
Cné
~
Love's only weakness
Is also its greatest strength:
It defies reason

~
My thoughts on Valentine’s Day
 87° 
Akshay
Teach me how to unlove you.
Just **** me already
You may say that I'm a dreamer,
but my dreams are all I have-
if they die, then so do I.
I have to try.

Friends say I'll climb this mountain
just to find it has no peak-
but still I have to know how high.
Still I have to try.

Others say, well most in fact,
that there's Utopia in my eye-
words they tie up with a sigh.
For them, I have to try.

I'm young, and always have been,
and that's just no way to die-
but even Icarus got to fly.
I have to try.
 81° 
Donall Dempsey
I LIKE TO SAY YOUR NAME

I like to say
your name

when you're
not here

turn you
into sound

conjure you out of
thin air

so that you appear
before me

dressed in sound
only

memory sketching in
the rest of you

as if sound
was just an outline

and love
colours you in

adding the voice last
so I can hear you say.

"Hello you..!"
and there you are

as present
as present

can be.

I like to say
your name

when you're
not there.
 81° 
Dr Peter Lim
In the empty nothing
   I have found everything
 80° 
cesario
you meant everything.
when you screamed,
shouted
and hurt,
it meant everything,
as you meant every thing.
 79° 
Left Foot Poet
~~~
for our boys
~~~

the reason we say so oft,
in whispers emboldened,

I love you

to our children
is not the utility of
its summarizing brevity

no, no.

it is because

the eloquence of simplicity
supersedes any other poem
any of us could ever write...
~~~

July 26 2015
 71° 
preservationman
Yes I am alive
Flower me while I can smell
Give me my flowers with fragrances of love
Let me enjoy the blossoms of the vintage
To be alive is a privilege
Flower me
 70° 
Mitch Prax
I see every galaxy
shining through your eyes
and every star
burning in
your smile.
 66° 
TurttleQuack
OCD
This disease struck me
Like a brick on pavement
Hard

Everything was
Perfect
Then that brick came along
And with the slightest movement
Destroyed everything

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
The voices say

Why can’t I let them go?
They keep repeating:

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Why won’t they stop

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
I don’t understand

“Count it
Perfect it
Measure it
Clean it”
Someone just HELP me understand

This disease is about
Perfection
But it's the biggest
Imperfection about me
 62° 
moon child
"I'm an open book"
She says

Written in
code.
 59° 
Ash
Time stands still
Waiting and aching
Move forward, but can’t
Hands surround me
Covering my mouth and eyes
Piercing me with sharpness
Pain is unimaginable
Hurting and screaming
My mouth fills with blood
Tasting the iron
Drip, drip, drip
The silence is loud
Sound of pain is louder
Drip, drip, drip
No, the sound of heartbreak
That’s the loudest
All it does is stain
Stain like blood
Blood that I’ve been trying to swallow
Your blood now
But it chokes me
Defeats me and leaves me
Punishes me and forgets me
Wishing I could run
I’m no longer breathing
Feet in cement
About to be buried alive
Trickles of blood slowly leave me
Drip, drip, drip
 58° 
ok okay
So many people focus on finding love
I'm too busy finding myself
 57° 
Harald Pfeffer
This is now. I am.

The very breath of life,
The pumping of the heart,
Systole and diastole,
In peace and strife,
Our binary existence,
Ying and yang,
Dark and light,
Our thoughts and mind
Full of wrong and right,
Our natural world
Is dialectical from
If to then. What is new
Is from coupling. What is,
Was, has  become, began.

I sit here in solitude
Do not care,  I listen,
Am filled with music.
This is now. I am.

Harald Edwin Pfeffer 22-2-2020
 57° 
Day
thank you
lover
-
for the
reminder
-
that no
longer
-
are they**
stronger
-
than my voice.
**anything/anyone trying to tear me down, whether mentally or situational

!!Don't forget to get out to those polls!!
Change is coming.
 48° 
MawaLin
And when you left
I overwatered all your flowers
 48° 
Re-Crafted
Please.

Catch me when I fall. Break my fall, because.

I promise, I won't bloom.
 48° 
Styles
Imagining her naked
as she stood there.
In front of me, humbly,
begging to be pleased,
physically and mentally.
It pleasured me.
 47° 
Steve
Have you ever closed your eyes,

-imagined her with you?

Opened them in wonder

-and found that it was true?
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