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 Sep 2014 Clio
Mike Hauser
There's more to this,
This thing we call living.
Everyone's all about the take,
What happened to the giving?

We take what we can
And still we want for more.
Receive one or two of something
While wanting three or four


There's gotta be another way,
A way to be grateful.
But when we don't get what we want
Everyone acts so hateful

There's a feeling of being owned,
Before we've done anything
A song that needs to be sung
That we can't even sing


Lyrics to write down
To give our thanks and praise.
But instead we wallow,
Depressed for days and days.

*This might just sound like
A difficult way to live,
But wouldn't be great to take what we take
And give all we have to give.
Another wonderfully fun filled collab and poem with (The Girl Who Loved You)
 Sep 2014 Clio
kyla marie
today, my English teacher explained that poetry is a way to express
internal feelings
externally

and the sadness I felt in my mind in my heart
could be spilled by accident
sloppily on paper
and still seen as a beautiful work of art

but the happiness you make me feel,
my mind cannot fathom words
to script carefully in ink
what you make me feel

these butterflies can't escape from my stomach and land on paper

the thought of loosing you
cannot rip my skin apart
to claw out of my body
and tear my words to shreds

please
don't turn whatever we have
into something I can write about
I can smell him on my sheets
      I can taste him in my dreams
             I can still feel every inch where he's touched me
I hear his laughter echoing in the walls
             I can still see him in all these pictures I saved for
           memories

But this bed is bare
My dream's a nightmare
       I can't hear
             His laughter
       He's not near
             Enough to touch
My eyes are blinded by tears
He's killed my senses,  
      I'm no longer aware

Everything around me,  slowly fading away
His face, his scent, his laughter,  his touch
Maybe I'll just pop a few pills and sleep away the day
At least he's in my nightmares, the pain of reality is too much
He's gone...  He's in her arms now... I'm dying and crying and it's all just too much..
 Sep 2014 Clio
eunsung aka Silas
the yellow glow of the rising sun
gives me the gift of renewed hope
and gratitude for my breath and life
today
Thank you.
I love you.
I'm sorry.
Please forgive me.
 Sep 2014 Clio
Jon T Wagner
I'd give up my left arm to always be right beside her. My right arm for her to know she's what I have left and both arms to be able to hug her when's she away. I just don't think I have enough to give to get the courage to tell her when she's here.
 Jul 2014 Clio
Dennis Bielanski
Hey, have you ever tried
Really letting go of the feelings you hide
Well there's no better time to start
Please woman open up your heart

I know you don't know me well
If your heart is mine only time will tell
And in my dreams I want you to know
You won't know love until you let go

Life can be short or long
Love can be right or wrong
And if you chose to show me your heart
Our love will paint a picture of priceless art
 Jul 2014 Clio
Rahul Luthra
People say then can't do it no more
That they can't live with the strife
They gave up way too easily
And end up picking up the kitchen knife
But I do not agree
There's so much more to life
Whether it's hunting down a new burger joint
Or watching the Sunday game with the kids and the wife
Each one is born with a purpose
That purpose may be big or small
Curing cancer or bringing a smile to someone's face
How you see it is your call
Giving up is a phrase everyone should forget
It is merely an illusion
You were made to do something special
Don't let those 2 words be an intrusion
Yes, it is good to be important
But it is more important to be good
Getting hate in a few eyes to help the needy
That's an important lesson taught to us by Robin Hood
But don't get me wrong I'm not putting any pressure
You needn't cure cancer while you're here
The best thing one can do, in my opinion
Is bring out a smile from someone's tear...
 Jul 2014 Clio
Freddy Young
wrapped
 Jul 2014 Clio
Freddy Young
Tangled legs
   Under the sheets
My arm
   Our pillow
Your hair
   Flowing underneath your head
      Like golden streams leaving your scent
Your skin
   Soft as silk
Your face
   Still and peaceful
Your breath
   Slow and steady
      A prefect lullaby willing me to sleep
I drift away
Lost in your serenity
Never wanting to get up
 Jul 2014 Clio
cr
hatred,,
 Jul 2014 Clio
cr
i haven't heard from you
in six days time and i had
never felt more free
until you sent me one final
message thirty-seven
seconds ago: i hate you.

the feeling is
mutual.
 Jul 2014 Clio
Hollow
Just Stop
 Jul 2014 Clio
Hollow
To properly show you my journeys
I would have to take you back
Hop into my little car
And spin the wheels of time

My life is like a glass globe
That rolls fast along a concrete floor
All the bumps and rocks
Crack the states and memories
And I sleep with both eyes broken

All these things I've seen
Faces
And voices stuck deep within the
Winding, twisting caverns of my head
They parch my throat
And to quench this thirst
Rest?

Let me bend to you
One whisper
So that you may breathe
Similar breaths of knowing
And then...

...then you can tell me
"Keep going"
And you might realize
*She just needs to stop
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