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 801° 
Sarah Spencer
I wish you loved me
but most of all
I wish I loved myself
I'm tired of pretty poems. My thoughts are good enough
 697° 
isabella3
her
When I met you
We clicked
We synced
Were were meant to be
You said you loved me
And only me
You were mine
I was yours
Until you stopped texting me good morning and goodnight
Until you cancelled our dates to stargaze on the roof
Until our late night deep talks turned into occasional small talk
Until you stopped saying “i love you”
Until you found “her”
The one who's puzzle piece fit yours just a little bit better than mine
We gradually turned into strangers
Because you found “her”
I used to be “her”
And so did the “her” before me
And so will the “her” after
But there is no “her”
Because none of them will be just right
 431° 
Brittany
Some friends are nice some are not .






❤️🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️😜😜😜😜😜😃😘😃😃😘😘😘
Good 👍
 250° 
Dakota J Dawson
Father, it’s gone
Glad
I am not

Forgive me
Not
Your son

Demon
And beggar
Lost

Bonds
No meaning
Without

Longing
 250° 
mickey finn
there is not enough soil
on this earth
under which
to bury You;

i will claw at the ground
until i find You,
i will exhume You
cradle You
until my rekindled warmth
reanimates You;

i will claw at the ground
and dig You out
of the grave
i buried You in
only to end up
dying in it myself.

i will.
hey all! i haven’t posted on here in just over a year (i moved to the hell that is instagram and it was one of the worst decisions i have ever made).

i don’t know who on here still posts material; it would be lovely to reconnect if i still know anybody.

but yes, i have been through much, and i have went viral and i have suffered greatly.

but please, enjoy this piece!
 238° 
Lahkeesha Ghastin
His smile never met his eyes
expressions shatter
tensions flow
lips flash a twitch, truth hides

Remember still the evil grin
Telling one lie
Leaving behind another
respect is flattering
charming

He tells you one thing,
Then decides another way
Left is right when he wishes
Where do these conversations lead?

Respect is fenced by thorns
Underneath the petaled flower
She'll draw blood if provoked
Graze the blackened storm

Its here, this hurricane

Blow by blow, these scars are torn
Pillaged memory, lost feelings
Beyond a road I don't wish to walk
The hammer stings the lonely stone
Calling our names
 181° 
Zygos
The thought of death, self inflicted or natural,
can hit you with such dedication.

Like a forest eaten by the spark of a match,
it travels to your brain.

Until it's all you can breathe or hear
and see.
Until you beg to be alive and
understand what that means.
 148° 
Satandra Asberry
Time flew by but today marks a year,
That we became husband and wife my dear
It's been a journey filled with ups and downs,
But that's the way Love is as sweet as it sounds.
Today I Love you more and more as time goes by
My Love for u is unconditional no need to ask why
U and I are going to go through the most together as we
Continue to grow stronger as for I am u and u are me
From rock bottom to the highest level we continue to grow
I Love you so much I really hope that you know
No matter what anyone else prays on our downfall
I know that us together we will stand Tall
For time goes by we don't need to hide,
I will always be down to ride
Today Last year u made me it Queen and I crowned u King
U understand why you are my rock  u are my soulmate my everything
Crazy as it gets it's like bonnie and clyde
I promise you my love forever until I die
I meant it when I said I do til death do us apart,
We belong together and u will always have my heart.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY I LOVE YOU !
Santandra and Antonio Asberry
 145° 
Sudhanshu Shardul
When James Arthur said :-

"I wanna Live with you .
Even when we're ghost
Cause you were always there for me
When I needed the most "

It reminded me of you
 124° 
Thomas Patrick
Am I happy
Am I not happy

Am I afraid
Am I not afraid

Do I believe
Do I not believe

Can I make it happen
Can I not make it happen

Is this all there is
Is this not all there is

Can someone else make me feel
Can no one else make me feel

Will I act
Will I not act

I will die
 118° 
Trin
Isn’t it funny,
The happiness we pretend to have
Is the very thing
Holding us back from living.
 109° 
Robert Watson
If we find something we are willing to die for, we truly live.
-Robert Watson
I thought of this while writing a paper.
 89° 
Aeerdna
You are Shakespeare in a world of fools,
poetry in a world of broken words and
broken feelings.

in a world full of desperate cryings
and spiteful noises,
You are the jazz instrument that
makes it quiet in my mind.

You are love in the middle of
this war i am fighting with myself.

Your lips, pure art,
You are the smile
that brings colour
in this black-and-white world.

You
a dance in a summer rain,
You
a rebel lost in a world of rules,
a free bird,
a mystery,
You
the richest wine,
that makes my dark feelings
numb.

You,
beautiful as Vincent's Starry Night,
Your eyes are two blue moons
i get lost in
You,
the one who has a shelter in my mind,
You,
the purest feet that have ever stepped on my heart.

You,
the voice that lifts me from the abyss
whenever i fall.


To be or not to be is no longer a question,
to be with You
is the only answer.
 77° 
Kawa
“Falling in love” is a contradiction in itself, because in love there is only the rising, the ascending, not the falling.
You can not fall in love, but rather, rise.
 71° 
Max
She said "I'm falling in love."

I said "I'm falling apart."
What's the difference?
 49° 
kg
we spent the day together yesterday
going to old haunts and drudging up
old memories
when you got in the car you hugged me
and said you missed me

you went out on a ledge
that before i would never had
gone on
but i followed you anyway

i told you things that i was scared
to say before and
you apologized
we held each other and my heart
yearned for more

we went into an abandoned building
and climbed to the top
drinking our beers
inside we you held me while
i rambled and when i turned to face
you there was a pause

i could feel the electricity
and the alarms went off as i leaned in
heavy breathing, hesitation
until lips collided, gently, nervous
before we fell into each other
hands covering one another
discovering lost territory

i had to peel myself from you
to take a moment to breathe
have a cigarette and talk about
what happened
we decided we didn't want anyone else
and we would take it slow
i said my fear of you changing your mind
in the morning
but you said you wouldn't and
i trust you
 46° 
Mariazyka
ramdam ang kalungkutan
'di tumitila
ang pagbuhos ng ulan
 43° 
shianne rose
there are two types of sadness

there’s the kind of sadness
we ignore and
try to get rid of it
by finding new things to do
or we find someone to talk to
by blatantly avoiding any type of conversation
about feeling sad
about having any feelings at all
and then there’s that kind of sadness
that takes over
and it consumes any activity we do
we know it’s there
and there’s no possible way to avoid it
so we feed it exactly what it wants
it craves the sad music
it craves the isolation
it craves the anxiousness
and the sadness comes storming in
it has no manners
here we are calling sadness, an “it”
when all it is
is a feeling
that most people
call home
 34° 
Mikayla Ratliff
I spend.
I drink.
I rationalize.
I think.
No filter.
I speak.
Hypocrite.
I leak.
Overdrive.
Can’t stop.
Socialize.
I shop.
   Mentality.
No breaks.
Try to heal.
I ache.
Pray.
For sanity.
Vanish.
Vanity.
Love.
Conditions.
        Strive.
Submission.
All is fine.
Squander.
Why?
I wonder.
Stand up.
I pledge.
        Not worth the fight.
Allege.
        Drained.
Mentally.
Stained.
Fundamentally.
Saved.
Eternal.
Grateful.
External.
Unchanging.
All praise.
Loved.
Unfazed.
 32° 
Traveler
Whether a comma, or colon:
Punctuation slows my rolling
I need no period. When I end
no Capitalization when I begin
Rulelessly I flow my art
  Not a single!
Exclamation mark
Are you not the one
Who'll know?
Where a question mark
No longer goes

Warp the structure
Bend the lines
Put in repeat
Let emotion unwind
Make yourself
Your poetry's the best
Be your own ruler
Pass your own test

Take your own road
Where ever it leads
Lover or hater
It's all poetry!
Traveler Tim
.


Hay
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect!

Vanity
All is vanity
The meanings of passion
The aesthetic expression
The lines we draw and stay within
Even love is beyond intent
Vanity transcends
Flowing from our pens
And so we breathe again
 31° 
GrumpyTurtle
my pencil strokes are visible
my paint is cracking away,
from the day i was created
pain is all i could portray;
im my own little art form
either words or art attire,
yet, no matter the brush im using
im a masterpiece i cant admire
 30° 
labyrinth
Please stop the time dear
I wanna get off right here
 30° 
Lucas
When the winds blow
free
The tree loses
a leaf
But the leaf loses
an entire tree
 28° 
tranquil
they buried a poet
sprinkled his words over coffin
tossed a book into dirt alongside
and waited few decades
to have a leaf sprout
for winds to carry his lines
far
to one with open ears
another circle in a world of squares
have phrases strain down the cheeks
into ink smeared on paper


buried in a trashcan
in a diary
in a library
in dirt
everywhere really...
circles
 28° 
Kim Denise
It's 11:11
and for the first time
after a very long time
I'm wishing for myself
and not for you
 27° 
noor
i am not lazy
im just a little hazy
because lately its daily
where im drained

i am not lazy
i am just gloomy
cause its so lonely

i am not lazy
im just drowning
all i hear is shouting
all i see is frowning

i am not lazy
im just crying
im just dying

i am not lazy
i am just stressed
  pressed
depressed
this seems to be a downward spiral into depression
 27° 
Crummy
The snow may fall

But I'll hold my tears
Alone I face my haunting fears

The snow may fall

Against my tongue
But I feel nothing, all is numb

The snow may fall

Atop my home
Unlike those flakes, I'm all alone

The snow may fall

Yet never land
For this is it, my final stand.
The snow outside my window inspired this one.
 26° 
Erik Luo
Slow walking
in the street
with the rain
singing my praise

not for my joy
nor my sadness
but only to prove
my existence
 25° 
Biskut
Inside
I am a pirate reckless
A six foot seductress,
snake lithe
And a five year old child
Consumed with delight
At the funny tilt
Of a cat's ears.
This shell
Is quasimodo
A regret
Poor muse
To epic's knight
But inside
Inside,
I am dew, I am air, I am love, I am light.
 25° 
aya
you remind me
of something
that never happened
i find it hard to open up to him which really ***** because it ends up hurting both of us
 25° 
Aphasia
Oh, not too bad
(I haven't slept)
Y'know, on and off
(I mean this week I haven't wept)
It used to be worse
(I'm not in despair)
I'm holding up
(I won't let myself go there).
Some days are hard
(I feel so drained)
I think everyone's struggling
(I've numbed the pain)
Yeah, I'm okay
(I can't keep pace)
Thanks, I'm alright
(I miss my okay place).
 25° 
Traveler
Life can be
Such a mess
So get out there
And do your best

You fell down
Well, get back up
I never meant
To be so rough

The world is fast
And it ain't fair
Love is hard
And it's cold out there

Life can be such a mess
It's up to you
To do your best...
 25° 
Universe Poems
Goodbye
Tears don't,
shed,
they were put,
to bed
The Ice Maiden said


© 2021 Carol Natasha Diviney
 24° 
Mimmi
The night I hurt myself

No one knew

The room was full

But no one saw

I was right there

But also not there

No one knew

No one saw

More or less I bled in silence

In front of them

But in hiding

No one knew

No one saw

(Maybe no one really cared.)
Self harm, is a bad thing, for good people trying their best to survive.
 23° 
ro
i fell in love,
with the idea,
of you,
and not you.
 21° 
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
 21° 
Jessica B
You are not the love of my life,
You are the life of my love ❤️
 21° 
Sav
In a world of dreamers,
are you awake or asleep?

In a realm of promises,
which do you keep?

In a land of tomorrows,
when does he beseech?

Within thoughts of conclusion,
does she retreat?

In the be all end all,
why does she screech.

I think we're all dead now,
we weep
we
weep.
 21° 
REY
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 like *******.
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.
 20° 
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.

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