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  May 2014 Someone
Joe Cole
I'm an avid reader of books,  many different books
Tolstoys War And Peace took me seven days to read
Lord Of The Rings Trylogy just 3 days
One of those books I've read just once
The other I could almost quote
word
for
word
I read some truly great works of poetry here
Some simple with a message loud and clear
easily understood
Some long but with a rhythmic flow
the sort of poem where you cant let go
Then there is the long drawn out dirge
full of metaphors and unusual words that I don't even understand
I might read it once,  try to understand then file it under done
I just write the simple stuff,  that's what I do best
But, no matter how or what you write its all good.

                           After all, poetry is not a test ~
                      it is an expression of our humanity.
  May 2014 Someone
ElizabethS
Im just a boy
They like to call gay
Ive heard all the words
They say it everyday

I can't go anywhere
Without getting some stares
They whisper in ears
The pain I can't bare

Why can't I be normal
Be like all the rest
Why can't I be straight
I pray and protest

But the prayers do not work
For theres no one around
I wait for the day
To live in the ground

I try so hard to change
I don't like myself
This isn't fair
I search for help

I find a light
That guides my path
I start to wake up
I breathe and I laugh

I know who I am
I let it be known
The darkness has left
And my spirit has grown

I hold my head high
And my feet float off the floor
Push away the sadness
I once felt before

Ive found my true love
He's just like me
Perfect in all ways
We both share are glee

I accept who I am
Im never a fake
This is who I am
So give me a break

If gay is so wrong
Let these words be sung
Your important and loved

Gifted.
Admired.
Young.
Im not gay, but I understand how it feels to be ostracized. Share this with anyone who feels like being gay is wrong, is hurting or being bullied because of their sexuality. Lets get this treading:) it can save lives
Someone May 2014
Maybe all the voices
Inside of my head
Were telling me lies.

I shouldn't have believed what they said.

Maybe all those people
Who never really liked me
Weren't worth my time.

They never got to know me.

Maybe when those people
Said that I was nothing
Were really jealous of me.

Because they knew I was going to become something.

No matter how down someone tries to make you feel,
Just remember that they don't know you.
They don't talk to you everyday.
They don't know what's going on in your life,
Or what's going on inside of your head.

Even if you have to say this to yourself everyday
To remember so that you don't just give up,
That's okay.

We're okay.

You're okay.

Everything will soon be okay.
Someone May 2014
Why would you call me,
When you have so many other people to choose from?

Why would you want to hang around with me,
When you have other things you could be doing?

Why do you want to know what i'm doing,
When my answer is always the same?

Why do you want to make plans with me,
When all I do is stand off and away from everyone else?

Why choose me?

But I know I will always choose you too.

So thank you.
Someone May 2014
Tired of fake friends.
Tired of missing chances.
Tired of listening but not being listened too.
Tired of trying and getting nowhere.
Tired of arguing.
Tired of being tired.
Someone May 2014
I love you so much. You always made my day brighter. We would go on walks together and look at the neighbors tomato plants, you would watch me and my brother roll in the grass, you would play with us and our toys, you always laughed and joked with us, and you were so sweet as you snuck us some cookies after dinner. I loved when I had time to call you. I loved hearing your voice. Even if it took you a bit to process whatever I said, I still loved you so. You meant the world to me. I wish I had more time than I did to call you and talk to you or come visit and bring you gifts. I always brought you chocolate on your birthday, because it was your favorite sweet treat to eat. I loved reading all your cards out loud to you for Christmas, your birthday, or any other occasion. I loved looking at all your old coins that you collected with you. I loved listening to you talk about them because your eyes and your voice would light up with enthusiasm and knowledge. I think you saw in my eyes too that I was listening, but maybe not getting it all, but that was okay, because you still loved to talk about it and I loved listening to your sweet and gravel like voice. I'm sorry. Sorry I didn't come see you more or make more time for you. I would read this to you, but you wouldn't even know I was there. So since I can't come say goodbye. I'm doing it now. In spirit I hope you hear it when I read it for you now. I'll sing for you too, since you loved to hear my voice. I will find a way through my tear covered and glossy eyes to picture you here with me. Hugging me. Holding me. I love you. I always did and always will. I hope you're happier soon. So this is goodbye, grandpa. I'll always remember you as mine. Forever and always. Goodbye. I love you.
Someone May 2014
I hate them.
I really do.
But sometimes
I need them.
Because feeling something
Is better than
Being numb
And unaware.
Or is it?
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