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monique-isom
monique-isom
American I may not be very good at writing, but i'm only 15! :) / My poems are not my life stories, in fact, most of them have nothing to do with me. Either way, I hope they connect to someone who reads them :)
I stood there, as the weeds of misfortune dawned upon me I stood there, strong as a tree, yet fragile as a leaf and I waited and waited for the rain to stop and the sun to come out oh, that blissful hope I yearned for so but the roots of hope that were so deeply embedded into the ground slowly began to part with their foundation I drifted into the sky as the branches of misfortune engulfed me wrapping around my heart and capsizing my body, scratching my brown fragile being
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May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
Weeds of Misfortune
Can you imagine a world in which violence Is an uncanny thing?
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Mar 23, 2015
Mar 23, 2015 at 11:03 PM UTC
Can You Imagine...
Love is like darkness, Love is like the light, It envelopes you in shadows, Blinding your genuine sight This love can be an evil thing, But with the chance it turns out right, There is nothing better in the world then The light of Love
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Feb 28, 2015
Feb 28, 2015 at 1:43 AM UTC
Love
you saw me, you saw me,  you saw me standing there waiting for you patiently, to  honestly confess you saw me, you saw me,  you saw me standing there my love you saw , you saw  it snuggled in a little nest, and you saw my love that once was nurtured, for you it was manifest, slowly become a mess, of                               painful                                     happiness
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
You saw me
*Don't allow yourself to feel "dumb" or "stupid" based on your inability to achieve something you care little about. -Joseph B Schneider*
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Nov 1, 2014
Nov 1, 2014 at 4:32 PM UTC
Quote #4
Can you see me bleeding? Can you see me pleading? Lying on the floor, begging you for no more. Can you see me bruising? This battle I am loosing, it's not supposed to end this way, yet all i have to say is.... i'm fine
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Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 4:38 PM UTC
"I'm Fine"
Do you feel us slowly driftng apart? The days go by and new habits start. With each little habit there's a difference or similarity, And between us, this glue, is giving up on me and you. The ones that pull you away, you'll realize one day, that these were **The ones in which you changed for, revealed, and rearranged for, the ones in which you admired, and their acceptance; you desired. They're the ones who've caused you great dire, and in my heart, a wrath of fire.** Those everlasting memories we tell, can leave us to burn in hell, for the one i trusted so well, has caused me to retreat in my shell. Do you feel us slowly drifting a   p     a          r           t?
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Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC
Drifting A p a r t
She cringes at night, recalling the  indelible days where she lie curled in a ball, hiding from the scoundrel who attacked her mind, her heart, and her soul, leaving her with nothing but rancid memories of a living hell, but even though she appeared live and well dreary darkness loomed in the body of                      Scared
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 7:59 PM UTC
Scared
To trust is a delicate thing, it's putting a heavy heart on a birds wings, and hoping it has the strength to fly, To trust is a fragile thing, like a heart, once stabbed, can destroy an entire being To trust is like giving away a sentiment, so precious, unique, irriplaceable, once forgotten is a lifetime forgotton
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Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 7:35 PM UTC
~To Trust~
can it just stop? this pain, well can it? if one more time it wins thid game, i swear to you i will drop, this wretched life and all the bads this pain will never pass, so thannkful yet im still mad, so when will this ordeal pass? can it just stop?
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 10:52 PM UTC
STOP