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 842° 
mysa
i am just
too tired
to go on
but i dont have any other choice but to continue
 700° 
Al
Her feet touch the earth,

growing like the grass.
 618° 
Dennis Parkhomenko
Love is a blessing
Two people made one
Happy ever after it seems
All in all quite impressing

Love is a curse
You cant stop thinking of them
You long to be near them
Your heart is broken, there is nothing worse

Love is simple
Like black and white
Or blue and gold
Your love glitters like a crystal

Love is a mystery
No one can understand
It hangs over us
Since the beginning of history
 426° 
JaegukLee
Have you ever felt
you loved someone that
you hated the person?

Have you ever felt
you knew everything that
you knew nothing?

Have you ever felt
the overwhelming happiness and grace that
you manifested signs of sadness?

Have you ever felt
the burning heart inside
though you are soaked outside?

Feeling feelings,
i do not fully understand
what they are
but they color the blank sheet of life –
 361° 
The Concrete Poet
A red rose you are

Five petals that long for love

A unique bouquet
 250° 
Adrasteia
It was a battle
That turned into a war
The only line of defense
Was a single warrior
She took her tin foil shield
And hope for the best
With a tear drop in her eye
She would soon be laid down to rest
 230° 
Olivia
I have reached the Promised Land to realize your honey has a bitter flavour, the milk is sour,
And your gardens are  dull- because
your skies are forever
empty.

-I Have Realized
 221° 
Laura
I was born in the northern lakes,
in a small winding wave
of unpleasant emotions.

To dream of me was a myth,
conceiving me an accident.

Yet they confide in me for comfort,
they drill me for being raw,
and take my goodness for grave abandon.

Their love is sensationalized,
asking for new leaves to shade him.

But growing up had never meant growth
and I keep on getting chopped up,
to light your dying embers.
 213° 
Madison
Not all depressed cut,
Not all sad shed tears,
Not all strong fight,
Not all monsters roar,
Not all young are innocent.
Some just work harder to maintain a mask.
We are here,
And you have reason to fear,
We are the best liars,
We can manipulate the greatest con artist without batting a single eyelash.
Watch out we are coming.
This is a dark and serious prom but that didn't change the fact that In was tempted to put "and we're *****" instead of " And you have reason to fear" ****
 207° 
Travis Green
I am a poet in the night
I am full of thoughts and
endless equations, whirling
waves and towering mountains.
I am a ship of iridescent nations.
I am transcendence.
 197° 
Abbas Dedanwala
There's two ways this could go

I could hit it
bullseye.
word for word;
the immortal poem.
and waste the rest of it
cooped up
in a small wood cabin with nothing but a few
bagels and weary eyes

Or I could meet a nice woman
Brown hair
Sunset eyes
Warm heart
and waste the rest of it
cooped up
in a small wood cabin with nothing but a few
bagels and weary eyes
One of my favorite, older poems from when I first started writing...still a fun little one that gives a chuckle every time I read it.
 166° 
Mykenzie
I don't wanna lose you
 159° 
Stephen James
dark clouds overhead—
the rain falling as the wren
braves the beating wind
a haiku
 157° 
Sophia Li
remind me,
why did i start
 143° 
Jen
What does it take,
To grow back
Your soul?

To feel a sound
Deep within
Your bones,
To hum a tune,
Arisen from
A place laid
To rest,
A place left
Forgotten,
Only to remember
What it’s like
To be
You completely,
To feel what
It’s like to
Be closer,
To whole.
 141° 
Vanessa Gatley
Such
Pollen
Rises
It
Now
Grows
 136° 
David P Carroll
You come into my heart

And our hearts softly beat

Together as the wind blows

Our hearts beat together

Feeling true love as the sound

Of love Beating together

Our hearts smiling forever

As you touch me, I Softly touch you, We smile and embrace love

Our love together as our hearts smile together beating forever

In true love.....
Love
 121° 
Lᴇ
dear my blues listen
you're not fine, it's not okay
you'll run out of breath
haiku
 119° 
Mo
ya
what if
we go through
this
bec
aus
e
he
wants
to bully us
in heaven

y
o
u
k
n
o
w
?
 113° 
Erica
i dreamed about you again
we were cuddling
and i fell asleep with you in my arms
woke up next to you
and smiled
we lived together
we were happy
but then i woke up...
and you weren't there
but what was there was adorable messages from you
making me smile
i'm head over heels for you cutie pie
 109° 
Atsillac
Life is full of crossroads,
I am standing at one now,

ARE YOU ?
 109° 
Kurt Philip Behm
Deserting your own judgment
  —the highest form of treason

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2019)
 103° 
Sam
The tragedy is
there's a prison in my mind
all the thoughts that lurk there
are ones I wish were never mine
they etch into my heart
the scars I wear so bright

They whisper wicked stories
of things that never happened
or maybe things that did
things that shouldn't create ripples
in the current in my life
but here I lay in bed
stuck awake at night
eyes cutting blankly
through the nothingness of my cold and dark bedroom
 96° 
Kierra
I don't feel special,
I'm not unique.
I want to cry
but I can't even speak.
My hands reach out,
but they cannot hold
a single thing
but the bitter cold.
Everything's frozen,
I feel lost.
Even my tears
have turned to frost.
When I cut my waist
it bleeds black.
I'm so deeply gone
there's no way back.
This is goodbye
 89° 
km
please stop
the pain is ridiculous
you ruined me
by being so meticulous

you planned every move
every step you took
you had something to prove
and i could only move like a rook

you came at an angle
and i only move in lines
you saw your chance to entangle
me, and come for my spine

you play a good game
a very good match
you knew all my moves and aims
but i think i want a rematch
March 24, 2019
 89° 
Alexandra
you aren't alright
stop lying to me
and everyone else
around you

I see the tears you left on your pillow
from crying yourself to sleep
I see the pain behind your eyes
you want so desperately to hide

I can hear the screams
you keep inside your head
I can feel the emotions
storming away in your mind

I understand what you are going through
I go through it myself
I need you to talk to me
because I need to help you

you want to lose your mind
and I can't let you
because losing your mind
isn't the answer, I promise.
 79° 
Hg
wri
ting is
threading
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
secrets
you'll
get
po
ke
d
a
l
i
t
t
l
e
.
©Hg
 61° 
Eloise Rose
I opened up to you,
about my struggles, my destructive behaviors
and you said just don't do it.
If i could "just not do it",
I wouldn't have any secrets to be sharing with you.
I wouldn't be so depressed that I needed you.
 58° 
Dean
i held you for a night
and now things are different

what changed?
god I'm so confused
 57° 
Chante Coutinho
I always felt there was something
Missing from my heart
A gap found within my being
My soul with a missing part

I wonder if it will become complete
Or if a part of me is destined to be lost
Did a thief come to steal it at night
And sell it at no cost

Used to being incomplete
And knowing no other way
I eventually stopped searching
And felt that I would be okay

But silently I heard
The lost piece sing
Crying out my name
In the depths of the wind
 53° 
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.
 53° 
Mohannie

You're more beautiful
And more outstanding and bright
Than you'll ever know.

You're worth more than you'll know. Just a reminder.
it’s a beautiful thing
this day and age
with bubbling permafrost
with drug-resistance
with obesity treatments
with technological advancements
with scientific discoveries
with silent wars
with blue lava
with bleeding glaciers
with divorce
with sensitivity
with my generation
of people believing
this new generation
is completely and
utterly clueless as a
common occurrence

but let’s think about
what these kids are
into nowadays.

let’s think about who
invented these inane
things for the kids.

my generation of people.

so the kids of today are
the ones who are ******
for liking the things
that we’ve created?

I’m sorry but we have to
be the ones who are obtuse
for believing such things,
oblivious for not
realizing them and
showing the world
we have
little or no imagination
anymore.

the generation before us
has lied to us and
thought us to lie
to the generation
after.

whether it’s the gods
or holidays
or what not.

the youth of the today
are autonomous.
they can not take
responsibility for
their actions nor do
they understand and
just go along
with the trends,
much like,
all the generations
before them
but we need a scapegoat
to cover up our own
farce implementations.

the truth of the matter is..
we’re all a little vacuous
in our own way
especially the ones with
an answer for everything.
living in an imperfect world
where there’s always room
for improvement
nothing for us
or against us
wrapped up in our
congratulatory
self-contradictory
and illogical theories
and as useless as
exploding appendix.

the lost generation
the interbellum generation
the silent generation
the baby boomers
generation x
the millennials

a strong admixture
of imbecility and
self-assurance
filled with belief
and unawareness
to a senseless world

like hate
like blame
like gossip
like jealousy
like being offended
like being impressive
like the punk rock dream
like hospital waiting rooms
like fundraisers and charity events
like your co-worker to the right and
the left of you
and their families
and their families before
them

our greatest creation
our strongest aide

to deconstruct
 49° 
Nyx
My heart pounds eagerly
Awaiting the outcomes of the morrow
What is awaiting me
Love, hatred or sorrow?

Fear and anticipation
All wrapped into one
Securely tied with a ribbon
Now we wait for the sun

Marching on to the time
Allowing fate to lead the way
My heartbeat is all I can hear
Let's see what's awaiting me today.
 47° 
Poetry
Lick my lips
Cradle my face
Gaze into my eyes
And tell me I'm safe
 46° 
Sanny
With time the distance grew.

Prepared myself for weeks.

Like ripping of a band-aid, it had to be done.

Every breath, every hit on that button felt like a stab to my heart.

I heard your laugh, saw your smile in my head for one last time.

I close my eyes and remember.

I need you to be gone.

Fully and completely.

Keeping you means losing me.

For the last time..

..Delete.
a (the) woman’s body (pretty pleasing)

is my reciprocal

her waist is my happy place

her neck is my doorway

the rest is
best when she is mirror accessorizing,
preening, **** upon first rising,
tallying the gains and the losses

unaware of my watching,
never satisfied she, tho she is 98% unadmitting contented,
as she shifts her weight,
from knee to knee extended alternating
with slow delicacy

for the pleasure is trebled
for her imagine image reverberates
throughout the house

for ever mirror is pre-positioned
accidentally angled just so

she doesn’t know and asks why I’m grinning,
answer is
no confessionary, no telling I’m sinning,

eyes scheming-dreaming of her reciprocity

she smiles and says  
“good morning bad boy”

maybe she does know
but you won’t tell her,
we, you and me,
are pretty pleasing

she is 1/me
she is won over me
 43° 
JoJo

her heart has been broken
so many times she wonders
if it's beyond repair.

the walls she once loathed
now surround her heart,
unapproachable by man.

each night she lies
awake wondering if
anyone hears her cries.

but He hears her
and tells her heart to be still
for He will dry her tears,
take her and restore
her broken heart.
for she is His bride.

 43° 
Nizaam Jeftha
The truth is that I liked you from the start...
The truth is ,I can't imagine us apart..
The truth is ,it feels like someday I'll be left with a broken heart..
The truth is that I've always wanted to tell you...
The truth is that if I do,will u still see me the same?
The truth is ,I keep wondering if I leave ,will u still remember my name...
The only lie I told, is that I like you...
Cause The truth is that I'm deeply in love with you ...
 42° 
Annika J
My poetry is always written
In the heat of the moment

The big picture is often neglected
It is but
One moment in all my life

The perspective might be messed up
And the feelings exaggerated
But it's nice to have that moment captured
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