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 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Mr Xelle
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 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Mr Xelle
Okay I can do this.
Okay I can make better peom then the last
When all I want to talk about
Is ….
Holding you or making memories between countries flask
As were drunk off seeing different cities and states
I would wake you up with pancakes from Albuquerque.
Somewhere in the sand of time where hidden trails would engulf us…
And sense I know you love the beach I would stay for a while in the water just to see your smile.
Okay I can do this
Okay I can make a better poem if you ever read this
 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Emma
He eats at my soul with a lover's slow hand,

Each bite a hymn, each wound carefully planned.

His silence, a gospel, his shadow a prayer,

I light every candle, but he's always there.

A feast in the dark where no one can stand.
 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Emma
raindrop
 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Emma
sky’s tear softly falls,
cradled in the leaf’s embrace—
whispers of the dawn.

breath of quiet earth,
awakes in the morning light,
life stirs, tenderly.
 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Emma
boundaries
 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Emma
finger-painting walls,
soft whispers guard fragile light,
hope flickers within.

brushstrokes of my trust,
boundaries bloom like wild fields,
strength begins to grow.

abstract shadows fade,
in colors, I find my voice,
the self stands aglow.
 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Bree17
I                                                                ­                                              
don't                                                            ­                                        
       scream                                                           ­                             
                   for                                                              ­                      
                       help...                                                          ­              

but
whisper                                                         ­                                                                 ­              


my                                                            ­ 
    words
              so                      
                  soft...               ­                                                                 ­  

small                                                  


as to not lose my voice
                         on such a meaningless task 
                                                     that will go unheard anyways
I'm done asking for help because in the end I'm empty handed
The more I cry out for help, the quieter I feel
So what's the point?
 Dec 2024 Khoisan
Rick
I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

I hide my behavior
to keep you safe.

I keep quiet
not to offend you.

I agree with you
to keep you happy.

I walk on eggshells
for you and
it’s never enough.

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

but when the truth
arrives at that
final moment;

jaws will drop
plates will shatter
dogs will growl

and
you’ll be long gone
after seeing what
a ghastly beast
I am

but for now

I lie
and
I lie
and
I lie

to keep us
together.
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