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 Sep 2020 Jen
Marilyn
This room, a void, its too hot
Its too cold, layers on and off
Sweat shivers out my pores
Now i'm open to the black
Black lace black hair black air, even
Not pressing down but
congealing
Around me
Like tar, ******* further into the pit
I could probably climb out
Limbs clutching, tugging, struggling at
that black.
Endless black.
Heart aches, mind races, it chases and
Hunts me, gathers me, sees me
Me
For what I am,
for what I always will be
A cold blooded, hot skinned star
Stuck in the spaces between the dark.
 Sep 2020 Jen
Kriti Gupta
despondent
 Sep 2020 Jen
Kriti Gupta
Lately I’ve been reaching out
and my heart hits roadblocks
before I’ve had a chance to shout

The world spins faster
i’ve lost my seat
who here is left fighting for me
 Sep 2020 Jen
Pinelle Bikouta
They
Say we're all
Just apples on trees.
The best ones are on top,
at the peak. They sit there and
look down hoping one day, someone
will come up and just try to reach. The good ones are always on the top–
hoping
that one day they'll be loved. Offer all themselves, ask not too much.
But it seems that the
lovers don't want
such.

They seem too scared to go ahead and climb.
Make the rotten ones the apple of their eyes. Get hurt and wonder why they've become blind. And the good ones look at all of this and cry.

Asking,
how far am I
up the apple tree,
for it to be so hard to
be picked? How far
must
I fall from the tree,
For love to come
and let me
feel it?
First poem in a long time.
 Sep 2020 Jen
Bullet
Except Me
 Sep 2020 Jen
Bullet
Don’t forget to lock up when you go out
Keep it close to the vest and never open up

My heart speaks but everybody just leaves
I’m told my house is the only thing that’ll accept me
Except me
 Sep 2020 Jen
Radhika Lusted
Shining a light through
To a place i cannot see
Searching through the darkness
To find the light in me

It comes and goes in waves
As they crash beyond the sea
Illuminating barriers  
That are longing to be free
 Sep 2020 Jen
Morgan Mercury
Today I felt alone.
The kind of alone where all you
want is to talk to someone
- to make you feel whole again.

But I was never empty without them.
Just a little hollow.
A type of hollowness that everyone struggles through at some point
- no matter the mind or body.

I don't want to rely on others,
but I feel my ego is too powerful
right now to think anything else.

But let us think positive.
I do not feel sad - just slow.
Just quiet.
Just still.
Just like nature.

We are never alone when we have nature.
We just are deconstructing the concept of busyness, speed, and time.

Don't worry your mind.
This all shall pass,
but in this moment
just be still.
2020
 Sep 2020 Jen
John Destalo
we all have songs
we can’t sing
out loud
they speak for us
they feel for us
they have the
softest hands
that reach so deep
they know things
about us
we don’t want others
to know
they can rip us
apart from the first
note
 Sep 2020 Jen
Sarita Aditya Verma
The lake shimmers in golden velveteen

A gift from the sun, at sundown

The palm trees lined up in rows

The birds flew into the branches

For the gala evening show


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