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 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
Bassam A
You know if you are generous
and your read this poem
Please click the love button

It's love as easy as
One two three

Why are we stingy
When it comes to love

We are worried
The other person is
going to break our heart

Let's free up
ourselves and love
without conditions

I dare you click
the love button

If you read this far
then you are
a poetry fanatic

or some addict
of some sort

Release your anger
on the love button
and let it splurge

Thank you for your time
I hope you enjoyed my spam
An awesome book
a sumptuous chair
plump cushions
silence
my perfect
Sunday afternoon
 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
Rupal
Sorry
 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
Rupal
Some people
are apologetic
when they
break things...

Some people
break hearts
and pretend
nothing happened...
 Nov 2014 Grace Pickard
Hinata
I can't breathe anymore,
It feels like I'm in a cage.
I can't deal with it, it's too much, no more!
I can feel all my sorrow and my rage.
I feel like my soul is being torn limb from limb,
I feel my heart being torn inside out.
My once ever so strong spirit has suddenly run thin,
I can feel all the emotions and everything inside start to pour out.
Why must I ruin everything I touch?
Why must I ruin everything for everyone?
Why must I love so much?
Why must I ruin all the fun?
My head is splitting upon the wall of my own solitude,
My body seems almost lifeless with no energy or life.
I feel naked and ****,
Their words cut into me sharply like a knife.
Everything is falling,
I can't go on.
They hear me calling,
But they just continue to move on.
I just wanted everyone to be happy,
I just wanted to be loved.
But here I am, unhappy,
Simply pushed away and shoved.
I feel my heart lose it's warmth,
Tears run coldly down my face.
Here I lie on my bed, suffering in my own storm,
Feeling like a disgrace.
Where is my love?
Where is my strength?
I can no longer hear the angels above,
Even darkness holds me at arms length.
I'm alone,
I feel so cold.
My heart has been kicked around like a stone,
The pieces of my life is the only thing I hold.
No one can hear me scream,
No one will help me.
This isn't a dream,
This is my ultimate reality.
My double edged sword,
My very own love,
Have pierced me without a word,
And left me to rot.
Snows on winter lake,
Downy drops, water landing,
White swans flying in.
I think about her insipid facade
How I never wanted to be like her
Aloof introvert in a masquerade

I think about him and his sight all blur
He was a mess but had her in his lure

I end up next to her, being her, refrained
Sharing bed, lacing shoes, we're both insane
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