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 Nov 2017 Lexi
Imran Islam
You are my mirror
and my open door
You're my morning
and my rousing
but I am so poor.

I'm glad you like me
and enjoy my work
I'm lucky you help me
though I'm in the dark.

I had just some words
You made them sound good
I was just a dusty dreamer,
and you inspired me to be a writer.
 Nov 2017 Lexi
Lior Gavra
The moment you forget.
Mind wanders with regret.
Eyes blurred, lose focus.
“What’s my current purpose?”

Is spontaneous enough?
Chasing a dream, tough.
As a child we rushed,
what was all the fuss?

The lost moment finds.
The lost moment unwinds.
The lost moment reminds.
Messes with our minds.

In that moment there is clarity.
We connect with our reality.
Understand humanity.
Endless possibilities.
Test our comfortability.

A chance to breathe.
Rebirth and see.
Are we where
we want to be?

Take that lost moment,
to reset your focus.
To find yourself and
your new found purpose.
 Nov 2017 Lexi
Mysidian Bard
Before it was ever broken
I'd give to you my word,
so clear and legible on the page
but now the lines are blurred.

Before it was ever broken
I'd give to you my dreams,
but the fantasy that we had woven
was tearing at the seams.

Before it was ever broken
I'd give to you my trust,
but the knives we held into our backs
were begging us to ******.

Before it was ever broken
I'd give to you my chain,
but the bonds have since come apart
left rusting in the rain;

and even though we're broken
I'd still go back to the start,
when before it was ever broken
I'd give to you my heart.
 Nov 2017 Lexi
Krista DelleFemine
Cigarettes are so expensive
Yet, I buy them; I've still got my pride
I want everyone to know
I can afford my own slow suicide
 Nov 2017 Lexi
Krista DelleFemine
I'm about to reveal to you the worst rhyme ever uttered...
Get ready, here it comes
And please avoid excited jitters
The worst rhyme ever uttered is....
"Spitters are quitters"
 Nov 2017 Lexi
Krista DelleFemine
He's got a bunch of other  interests
He keeps on the side
But according to her logic
He cares, because he lied
If he didn't love her
He'd shove it in her face
And she's just so **** happy
She's "winning" in first place
 Nov 2017 Lexi
Krista DelleFemine
We elected a president
Who screamed "make America great again"
Maybe it's just me, and of course, I am too late
But why would we elect a leader
Who doesn't think we're great?
Warmth passed when the flame was taken from light
The chills of quite hours
the beat that  is communication and song, in sound,  my heart..
it's the only voice  
around
that ever  speaks to me.
My breaths are  the only additional voices that I hear
That are  steady and bright

Blood flows through my veins
The draft of the fall weather flows from the cracks in the windows

These things are guaranteed and something you can depend on..
When everyone else seem to  be  way too important
over you
Pain remains in the heart....deep stains.

Another year  and another lost soul
The circle of People's Temporary Presence
Like the clock
It measures time until the end of the day.
A never ending repetitive way
like the spinning of the Earth
where one stays weak and quiet
Years take their toll.
Another fork in the road
leading to another sunny way.

You have no where to go.
If you had a way to get to them or go somewhere
Where would one go?
When the curtain of the act
when you arrive for your part in the play
is already at the end of the show.

Walking down highways
of travels life's souls...
Most you see are able to be together.
Like billboards they advertise their wonderful gift
of love
as you are the loner being advertised a product
One you never seem to have the resources to obtain.. such ..
in no matter of once thought of successful processes
taken
to acquire the needed assets.

The products fail to be affordable in stock or available on the selected love's store  shelves
in what means that are negotiable
for purchase from  the store's stock
or  negotiable for sale's ways.

Trust of the system
which love or friendship is disbursed
is questioned.
Limited quantities or lack of credit ..to obtain such
Beats your knee caps like the baseball bat of misery
Until you need a crutch.

You brave the storms and try again.
It is a demonstrator vehicle
Which you must return to love's dealership
after the timer on the sale's representative's clocks
Marks the end of short lived beloved travels
Walking, once again, nobody gives you the needed credit
because of the fights to survive or the constant
fights to prove you are the brighter one
From which you've travelled such roads and have been.
The way to earn the scores...
The fail to measure such....
As a one sided dice
Such never offers a game
to  ever have been a possible   win ...seen

The successful love economy brokers tell you how it is done
how you must do the steps to earn what you need
You sign the contract
However, the small type, at the bottom of the now signed pages
in the limitation section
and exceptions portion of such
Prevent you from obtaining the credit to earn that special someone.
 Nov 2017 Lexi
Chloe
I wake up just in time to watch the sun set on the horizon.
I stay up all night to watch it rise again.
3:00am is when I demons start to roam,
And before I know it my sadness becomes my home.
I self medicate with drugs and alcohol that I know I don't need.
I do it to stop the craving of wanting to watch myself bleed.
I look at the scars that cover my skin.
They mock me, I'm trying so hard not to give in.
I sleep all day so I don't have to fake a smile.
I wish happiness was a mood that stayed for a while.

I wake up just in time to watch the sun set on the horizon.
I stay up all night to watch it rise again.
A poem about my struggle with mental illness, addiction, and self harm.
 Nov 2017 Lexi
LISH
Im Sorry Mama
 Nov 2017 Lexi
LISH
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
for those heart broken nights I kept a secret
 I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
For when we had to stretch a dollar and I acted like I was full, but I really wasn't
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you mama
That during those times that you locked yourself in your room and the cried acting like I didn't know, I already did
 I'm wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
For not being the girl that you wish I was to be
 I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because my heart has been broken so many times and I won't dare tell you
 I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because the biggest secret I have kept is one that is hardest to speak
 I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
 for those nights that I locked myself in the room and cried silently so you wouldn't know
 I wanted to say I'm sorry to your Mama
Because you do not know the reason why those tears rolled down my face
 I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because you will not know that shadow of my past haunts me at night
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
 That my ankles are chained to a wall of self-doubt and regret
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because you don't know a man's words is what made me like that
 I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because I have no idea how to say all of that
Sometimes what I wish I can say
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