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What I really want
What I really really want
Is to die
Nights may seem long,
but day must come eventually.
Ylang Ylang
‌  ‌
  ‌The room on fire
‌  ‌fires, flames, burning
‌  ‌A young man rushes through
‌  ‌-A war-time lover
‌  ‌Few decades later to
‌  ‌be recalled, by his girl
‌  ‌-Old lady, by then-
‌  ‌He dances, runs amidst
‌  ‌the flames
‌  ‌coat swirling
‌  ‌"freedom!"
‌  ‌he yells
‌  ‌"freedom!"
‌  ‌yells everything
‌  ‌bells
‌  ‌winter winds
‌  ‌turn day to night
‌  ‌a ship sinking
‌  ‌movie tape running
‌  ‌and running
‌  ‌in an empty
‌  ‌hall
‌  ‌cinema set ablaze
‌  ‌    Mirrors now
‌  ‌ 7 of them
‌  ‌or I can't see the rest
‌  ‌    I'm not sure
‌  ‌ sounds meandering
‌  ‌     need the rest
‌  ‌  don't forget the flower
‌  ‌       follow the footsteps
‌  ‌ stay on search

‌ Finally
‌ I can recognize
‌ my reflection

‌  ‌
Did you hear of the girl
That ran away with her Lover?

Did you hear of the spark they caused
When it was all over?

Did you wish it was you?
Behind the curtains,
You watched as they lived out their perfect life..

I wished it was me
Hearts racing fast
Into the deep of the woods
Alone we are at last

Nothing can stop us
No mountain can block us
The rivers will steer us

I wish it was me
Me and my lover...
One minute i'll throw all care into the wind and the next i'm trying to get it back.
I cough words
onto a page,
and hold it up to the world.
They call it art, they call it poetry.
Sitting on the ledge,
Admiring the view.
From the thirteenth floor,
Where everything seems so miniscule.

Breathe in and out,
Take in the sights.
The wind blowing,
I might just take flight. . .
Nizaam Jeftha
Late at night I look up at the sky....
And think about all the reasons why....
I love you and I realised that soon I'll have to say goodbye..

Late at night ,I wonder why you don't feel the same...
And think to myself ,I had feelings for u ever since u came....
And now all I'm feeling is pain....

Late at night,I think about when you u gone...
And wonder how am I going to to move on...
Cause I have no clue ,what am I going to do....
Knowing that I keep falling deeper in love with you...
I found myself right next to you
A stranger but with some kind of connection towards me
You were in black jeans, in a nice blue hoodie on top of a white T
You took me to your cozy room
I hugged you and felt your delicious warmth as your heart beats skipped
I touched your soft brown hair as you gazed at me with your gentle blue eyes
You kissed my neck and clutched my small hand
My heart fluttered but as it did my eyes opened up to reality
Seeing that my clock was at 2:57 am
Then only realizing it was a dream, a lucid dream
My heart almost stopped beating
  poet's words
are their



    the world
the angel of justice

has her blindfold

loosed, and drawn

across her eyes.

while appearing to be

firmly affixed.

it's involved enough

to pull off the illusion

while keeping it on.

balanced scales have

already freed her.
The evening orange sunset
Its peels running over the sky
You and I in an arabesque cafe
Coffee mixed with first love
Hanging in the air all around
That smell of your perfume
Overpowering like your eyes
And your lips after each sip
Your every breath, tantalizing
Radiating our love each second
Maybe the night never comes
And I can see you forever then
Watching the sun glow your face
Chris Balase
I don't care anymore
Since this is the only language
My heart can truly speak
Since it seems like caring for you
Or caring for us
Only chockes your precious freedom.

You want me to change
Yet when I plea for you to do the same
You make me feel worse.

So I don't care if we crash
I don't care if you cheat
I don't care if you hurt

I will simply don't care.
Will "I love you be" enough
past temptations of kissing
of holding you tight?
I want this to last
not a second too soon.
Will my carefully crafted words carry you too far?
tempt imagination to run free
lead you through my darkness
where nothing left survives

Will "I love you" be enough
when I've broken your heart
and left you in the cold?
When I'm not warm enough
to breath into you and give you life
When my hands caressing your waist
move effortlessly
to your throat

Can I tell myself "I love you" is enough
when your pain is sent from my hands
Energy surges
My body
Roots deep
As the universal
Set me free

I am woman
Because you helped me realise my true form, my true nature, my endlessness.
Jason James
You let me down in my dreams
Just like you let me down in real life,
Your presence their is just a remembrance
And a chance to leave you
All over again.
you’re still afraid of it
like a wild dog you’ve frightened off with a friend
it returns when they’ve left
or it grows courageous
you fear the day you grow weak
you fear the day that dog rears its fangs once more

you’ve begun to falter
your steps muddled
you see its approach
you feel it
you’re still afraid of it

yet you are persistent on fighting it again alone
you were always arrogant
Tobe Rune
Google maps says
it will take me
21 days to
walk to you.
Just enough time
to break the habit
of thinking
that I need to.
You played me like a poker game
Your love was a bad hand of cards
“Bet it all”
Said the dealer
“Be my queen of hearts”
I handed myself over
Hoping I’d be enough
I wish I could’ve seen it
I wish I called your bluff
I am nothing to begin with
I am the end of everything

I am the creator
I will be the destroyer

I am the escape
I am the Maze
I am the question
I am the answer

Try to control me
I am the controller
Try to destroy me
I am in the destroyer

Everything is born from me
Everything will fall into me
I am the one beyond time
I am the one that is trapped inside
Accept me for who I am
I am the CHAOS
Just trying something new
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!
Explanation 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
No matter who you are
You have my deepest respect
I love you all!!

Welcome aboard newbies!!!

Who said explanation marks were merely laughing at your own joke?!

Actually my grand daughter gave me this poem!
Does he cheer you up when you're down?
Does he join you to your favorite places in town?
Does he wipe away your tears?
Does he love you the way I did?

I know he don't.
'Cause he's just the guy you cheated with,
When all I did was care for you.
He never will be the man I am
when I am still inlove with you.
Chloe Haas
My periods turn to semicolons
My suicide notes to poetry
My goodbyes become hellos
The blades turn to sunflowers
And the bullets, a rose
My heart still is broken
But the pieces have been found
Death isn’t for me anymore
What is, in the here and now
I still don’t feel enough
But I am alive
And that’s enough to say
Today is not the day I die.
Jo Pietersen
the wrong one
will find you in peace
and end up leaving you in pieces

only the right one
can find you in pieces
and guide you to peace
Yuri Saad
There is a young crow,
soaring with a flock of pigeons,
flying from its sorrows,
far away from its prison.

There is a young crow,
No boundaries to fly,
yet he wanders in silence,
across the gloomy sky,
for his pigeons,
they die.

There is a young crow,
flying low, feeling unsure,
astonished and in disbelief,
left alone and insecure,
Becauseause he never wanted,
To leave.
This is for people battling with insecurities and anxiety. Let's keep flying low to be back up again, one small step at a time.
your lips drip
full of sweet nectar
to lure me into
your wasteful,
love, aura.

you can learn how to actually save bees here:
Because the earth’s round
Doesn’t mean it’s  having a ball.

Because waves crash
Doesn’t mean that they aren’t in control.

Because the sea is deep
Doesn’t mean that it’s thoughtful

Because land meets the sea
Doesn’t mean that they agree

Because you float my boat
Doesn’t make me the captain.
Five little ten worders to ponder.
Whit Howland
your face
in abstract shades

solid features like
eyes ears and nose

fell prey
to brush and blender

transformed now
into degrees of moon glow

Whit Howland © 2019
Abstract Word  Painting. De-personification of the moon.
Maciej Miernik
Nothing much to say,
time flows at its fastest pace,
when I love you hard.
Why oh why
Can’t I be  perfect
Like you
Why oh why
Do I have to be
Plain old me
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.
Fake smile
Dried eyes
Scratched wrists
Bruised thighs
White pills
Rope tied
Gun loaded
Ashly Kocher
The moment when
Everything is
But yet it’s
Into place
When the sun is down
The moon comes around to try & hug her
Night & day are lovers
Forever chasing each other
An endless endeavour like no other
They are meant for one another
Hiding their feelings behind the Earth's cover
During dusk & dawn, they blend their colours
It's their love they utter
The moon adores the sun more during summer
In awe of her in her element
Surrounded by stars, he stays celibate
Astounded by her being above par
Far above, yet still with benevolence
No one comes close, they're irrelevant
Shines so bright, she must be heaven sent
Ray Dunn
your heart
breaks different
when it beats
idk something that just popped into my head
Allison Wonder
Crimson rolling down her leg
another day she tried to escape
but the demons, they just beg
must go deeper to run from ****
Word Count: 24
Contest 25 words or less
Jim Musics
To hear your kind dreams
Is a strengthening Soul drink
Glimmering dew drops
Carmen Jane helped me hear this
Thanks CJ!
Jake Welsh
and why would it?

expecting something from chaos
knelt on knees, as if words formed silently upon wishful lips
will create the world for you tomorrow

lives are spent
on absolutely nothing
all the time
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.
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.
These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.
I often wonder why we can't understand other's poems sometimes, but deep down it is the one who writes it knows the value of it.
Mrs Anybody
in my head
i know what to say

but then
i sit next to you
look into your eyes

and the words
won't come out
of my mouth.

i'm speechless.
part 6
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