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matt-bay-lea
I have never felt So broke and so alone Since I joined College
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Apr 28, 2014
Apr 28, 2014 at 9:08 AM UTC
College Life
Last night I had a dream I swam with sharks under the sea Last night I had a dream I was as tall as an oak tree (Anything can come) Last night I had a dream Last night I sang a song That made you want to sing along Last night I sang a song And then you said, I sang it wrong (Anything can come) Last night I sang a song Last night the credits played As underneath the stars we laid Last night the credits rolled But that could never stop our stroll (Anything can come) Last night the credits played Last night turned scarlett red I met a stranger and she said: "Dreams are only in your head Until you wake them out of bed And if the monsters do come near Just remember, I'll be here" Last night I had a dream I swam with sharks under the sea Last night I had a dream
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 12:05 PM UTC
Last Night (Dreams are only in Your Head)
Nights like these Are what makes poetry So easy, sometimes Cause when I think of my lines My head starts to smoke And I begin to choke As I remember the places And cry away the faces The more I look toward The end, I know I'm gonna crack Even though I keep pointing a finger forward I keep pointing three back
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Feb 1, 2014
Feb 1, 2014 at 9:41 PM UTC
Untitled
I've been beaten I've been bruised I've been eaten I've been used I was cremated I have cried I was sedated I have died I have starved I have lost dreams I was never carved Into trees I am in debt I have been rushed Like an insect I have been crushed I have wiped out I've been let down I have had doubt I am lost and found But just like changing the channel Does not change the weather I have been loved And that made me better
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 10:19 AM UTC
I've Been Beaten
It's crazy But I thought You would like to see me I think I Know better now Delusions of adequacy
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 10:09 AM UTC
Delusions of Adequacy
Holding the wall up, and feeling alone You pick up the receiver, but hear dial tones And suddenly stronger, you dial the phone Unwrapping the number crumpled on your desk You swim in uncertainty, but pray for the best Cause things always turn around, you'll bounce back I guess Ask if they're still hiring part time You request dollar bills, but you only make dimes As if living your life is such an awful crime Brag to the waitress, you survived another day As you throw your old poems into the ash tray Hopefully your dreams will thaw out by May But being a Winter, you feel more alone You stick to the wall, and your skin becomes stone Cause the Walls will not stand, if you decide to leave home
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Jan 24, 2014
Jan 24, 2014 at 9:58 AM UTC
Brag to the Waitress
mr bukowski if it makes you feel better I am also sad
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Jun 22, 2013
Jun 22, 2013 at 9:03 AM UTC
mr bukowski