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Thomas Burge
You and me wasn't meant to be we
I get that, I'm not blind I can see
Don't make me jealous don't make me sad
No matter what you do you know I'll get mad
Stop please I asked but you won't
I know I love you but clearly you don't
Aaliyah Houvener
I sat down to write a suicide note
So many people  to apologize  to
But the only words on my final paper is
Say I am sorry to my sisters for not being  strong  anymore
Tell my friends and family, I love them
Carmen Jane
Most green is ebbing away,
Only to reveal true colors
The red and the yellows,
They brighten my day

The green wicked witch
Hid her true colors,
Using hate and powers
Never had time to switch

Have you seen the bravery?
Have you seen the love
It's not trendy or it's unsavory
It's all hidden, thereof

Words are dancing aleatory
No one  jumps so high to catch them
They prefer an allegory
Using words they get from scrum.
Y..... it’s me
I crave your love
Your understanding, your words, your eyes, your arms they are mine
You shine on me like a neon light in the pouring rain
You always hold my hand
We’re always together, dozing off in this ocean of warmth and purity
When I still had it in me to loose your eyes I saw eternal bliss and I love you endlessly
Nothing before or after has ever carried me as your love. Only your fingers through my hair gave meaning and understanding to everything I ever craved
I am crazy for you but crazy I am not
Richard Barnes
Love expressed through the heart’s pen
empties my soul on yellowed paper,
not just lines of ink, but living as blood
through my veins that validates this feeling
of madding unrest as it
expresses love’s feeling for you.
By my passionate heart; You devour all of me.
Limem ALi
Nothing i say
Nothing i do
Not even a sorry
Neither an excuse, nor a sentence
Will change years of silence

Now, all is meaningless
All in the past
The scene was set and
The page have been turned

There is nothing
Nothing will do
The case is closed
No me and you
the sun she hides,
cease the birdsong call
the leaves frozen, frail

the darkness long,
quiet river weeps
silence but scurry, settle

lay still to rest,
flaxen unfold
dying carefully, cautious
I haven't written in so long so just a little piece of whatever about the weather and stuff
Renn Powell
and if i never find another soul to love, i'll be okay with yours being the last.
Des Nicole
I've been through a lot
If that makes me weird
So be it..
im sorry if i made you feel like
the pain i felt loving you
was your fault  

i kept
pouring myself into your palms
even as i watched
all that i was
leak right through your fingers

i love(d) you too much to care
that i was slipping through the cracks
My wings were clipped the day I was born
I was put under the pressure of a billion eyes
My dreams ripped my skies torn
My life was built on a faithful lie

The shadows of my imagination
feared the glare of their expectations
My broken bones, My shattered heart
Sang the stories of me being torn apart
Can we be best friends in love dear
Can we grow old together?
I wanna be by your side for the years and years to come
Can we fall like feathers
Falling softly for one another
I wanna be here for you through the good and the bad my love

-Abbey Glover
I wanted to learn

so last night my fourth grade teacher
tore my eyelids off

and sat me near a television screen
that showed my mother dying
over and over
and over again.

I left as a cavity
of a boy,

collapsing at the sound of passing cars

as I searched for a payphone where
I could speak to the static about Gabriel.

(where is he?)

When I look at my brother and father

I beg for my eyes to be caressed until they’re scarred

with every daytime matinee
and curtsy on the train platform

that built me into this mosaic
of a “man”.
deeply personal. would appreciate kind words and condolences. my mother is alive but a part of me has died.
One day
One day soon
Happiness will arrive
Warming you from
The inside out
It will arrive
Consuming you entirely
Wrapping you up
Never letting you go

One day it will come
I promise
One day
One day soon
All will be okay
One day
One day soon

Hi as HP stopped
selective daily poems
Thought I’d asked..that’s all
Hey the last daily poem was selected on 27th June there’s been no more since x
I still remember the last time I saw you
and I remember the day I realized
it was really over

but life goes on, as things do
however, I still find myself
thinking about you

I’ve seen other people,
I’m sure you have too
but still, I really, truly do
myss you
This is why I don't
share my opinions-
They won't listen.
They think I'm strange.
They think that they're always right.
They make me feel guilty
even though I didn't do anything wrong.
But still,
I won't stop.
Flower C
Vestal white roses,
Shed their serrated surface,
Then tainted in red.
A Greek goddess, love, roses, and blood.
Ever since the pink
of sunrise
was realized in His hands,
God knew
there need to be souls
in awe
and reverent
of His new masterpiece;
a miracle that would
arise every day
gracing His new world
with its ever-changing beauty.

He knew
the sun’s alchemy
upon the sky
would not bring tears
to the eyes of His angels.
This world
would be wasted
on them,
for they would
strip down
this Earth
to its mechanics,
oblivious to its magic.

So He conceived,
of humans,
whose faults
and flaws
would not allow
them to understand
the depth of His creations
but would allow
them to perceive
the splendor of each
and the bleeding watercolors
of each sunset.

15 September 2019

The leader smiled.

If you seek etenity,
Be just like me.
Religion is almost free.

It's not too late,
As you wait,
Pay your tithe.
Here's your date.

Tis an endeavor,
I find clever.
In all economic weather.
the scent of incense
hangs heavy in the air
the constant murmer of voices
comes crashing like waves
but your eyes meet mine
and the faces disappear
the voices die,
all that remains
is an unspoken invitation
from my lips
willing yours to kiss them
and yours happily
meet their request
leaving our love tasting
like oranges
tenderly plucked
from moonlight lips.
F A Pacelli
together we walk 
to our deaths
in this thing called life 
but somehow we forget 
we are in this thing
Kirsten Claire
I gave them fickle fables
Far from forging truths
Fair young women
With facades cast over
Their fear-filled eyes
As they realize
There is no fairy tail
For fabricated dreams
No Prince Charming
Will fall for them
It is the princess fallout
That happens to
All folly young women

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.
I wore black
Event hough
I am still breathing
I am no longer

Dimas Sadewo
Menimangnya akan membuat ia menangis semakin kencang namun melepaskanya akan membuatmu kehilangan.

Ia adalah buah hati dari pernikahanmu dengan penyesalan.
He eats me up like a dinner at a five star restaurant
Can’t deny that my taste is flavorful
No need to make reservations
When I’m all he’s craving for
Devouring this feast
Had to tell him to slow down
The plate in front of him wasn’t going anywhere
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.
elisha belle
just a little more,
I should wait.
just a little more,
I will strive.
just a little more,
I will fight.


just a little more,
I will stop.
just a little more,
I will give up.
just a little more,
I will die.

just a little more,
just a little more.
whatever hardships we face, there is always an end. we just have to go on, just a little more.
Levi Johnson
I just have to look
at you
to feel it.

To know it
I have to look

Like the pages
of a book

Fragments of
information, the pieces
all out of place.


I believe you
beg to be
Lips that have never been kissed
Hair that's never been brushed back
Cheeks that have never been caressed
Hands that have never been held

Yes, I know I dont need a boy
But it gets kind of lonely
These days I spend my time in wistful dreams
John Dewberry

We are merely writers
Of lives passed lived
when writing writs  ‘rights’  wrong writings
rightful rites
are signed over with the blood of fallacy
By intellectuals and cynics alike
Who’ve given up
Rights within us wrongfully appear in dissonance
Reflecting the stories from the past
taken for education but lessons ignored
The system has failed you
Histories created

And we remain
None the wiser
You sleep well,
While my heart cry.
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.
I’m scared as f*ck
to want you.

But here
I am,

Still wanting you
I could walk out this door right now
I could start walking
                           and walking
                                          and walking
Til my throat runs dry
Til my feet begin to bleed and blister
Til my legs give out
And still never stop

And find a place
Where the sun smiles down
And the world is full of color
And breathing comes naturally

But I won't
I'll stay
I’ll unwillingly persevere
Because I have nowhere else to go
Until I'm allowed to leave
I wrote this awhile back
elijah hightower
My control became a variable.
My stability became improbable.
Please come back
ting is
your           life
thro             ugh
a ne           edle
and         if
you sew
What if
You have been fighting
A losing battle
All along
What if
The silence
Within you
Is only
The calm
Before the strom
It is going to be a fight
You just cannot

my biggest fear.
Sundering into nihility
Undecided if I should
  I think it's for the best
   Can't go on
    I think it's for the best
     Don't give up
      Eventually, it will get better.
If you or a loved one are experiencing suicidal thoughts, you can call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline 24 hours, 7 days a week: 1 (800) 273-8255.
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