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 Oct 2018 Jungdok
D A W N
trapped in my slumber
our lips met, fool.
mouth clashed
perfectly to each other
like
matching puzzle pieces
but it was just
a mere
dream
such a
daunting scene
of a stranger's lips
i crave to find in reality.
deadass had a dream n it felt so real what the ****
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
Dev
sorry
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
Dev
I'm sorry for ignoring you
I'm sorry for not being there for you
I'm sorry for not 'being myself'
I'm sorry for bringing you down
I'm sorry for everything you don't understand
I'm sorry for everything I don't understand
I'm sorry for being belligerent
I'm sorry for annoying you
I'm sorry for bothering you
I'm sorry for being sorry
I'm sorry for always saying sorry
I'm sorry for everything here on out.
seems like im always apologising as of late
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
teni
q&a.
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
teni
when my therapist asked
if ive ever experienced
love
i saw your face
i felt your hands
i heard your voice.

but

when my therapist asked
if ive ever experienced
heartbreak
i saw your face
my hands went cold
my ears were ringing.
i can tell her but she wont understand.
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
Erica
never trust a poet's words
they sound sweet at first
but you'll notice the emotion in their words
it all sounds too...
fake
"i love you like the sea loves the shore"
becomes too scripted
you hear the small tinge of love actually left in their voice
hoping
hoping it could mean something
but it doesn't
it never does
it's just the way they say it
one day, after they have left
you will find their poems, and they will be the exact words that they had said to you
once long ago
please understand this poem is in a way just me talking to myself, reminding me to not trust a man who i once loved, thank you
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
No Name
Tired
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
No Name
Yes I'm tired
so very tired
restless
sleepless
but I don't care
will push through
with all the will
even if I be ill
cause hope is present
the dream is near
head held high
will climb the summit
and raise my hand
and scream
I win.
 Oct 2018 Jungdok
No Name
I'm not okay
Okay?
even if I lie I am
my face will show I'm not
for my life is in knots
all *******
and in shambles
my head is in scrambles
don't know what to do
or what can I do

I'm walking in circles
but i'm still lost
and I feel I was just a lost cost
I'm sorry I gambled
in you.
I really thought I won
but why do I feel I'm the one
who lost.
4th poem for a friend. I dont know how much can I convey but Im sorry I can only just do this.
All your crime piles up with time
But the clocks don't chime for a speaking mime
There's nothing more that I can do
A victim's story can never be true
When the guiltiest confession in all the world
Is never spoken, not a single word
After noticing my abuser was posting poetry on this site about what he did, I decided to start my own account out of spite. This poem is directed to him, and how he got away with everything he did by saying "No Comment" at the police interview. if you're reading this, I hope you never hurt anyone else like you hurt us again. Lucky you for getting away with it all.
 Sep 2018 Jungdok
Laksmi Dewi
I don't know how it all first started

All I knew was you came like the sun in rainy days

Joyful, warm, delightful

But I was too in love with the rain

Even when you shined brightly


But you didn't give it all up

You stayed

You were always there, when I locked myself in the dark

What a senseless silly girl, I was

What an ignorant person I was


I never knew that stranger could make me smile this wide again

I never knew that stranger could make me laugh this much

I never knew that stranger could make me feel loved

I never knew that...

I would fell for that person who was a stranger to me


I once told myself

I promised myself not to involve your feeling into anyone or anything

But I guess I'm just fooling myself as the clock ticking

The more we talked, the deeper I fell for you

I couldn't help myself but to let myself fell

Hoping you would catch me


But, again, I forgot that someone said that falling is hurt

But I'm loving every minute of it

I enjoyed every pieces of my heart that had been shattered

Hoping that you would heal me



But, expectation is a cruel *******

You never get what you want

It only leads you to another brokenheart

So I stay here, with every pieces left, trying to build walls

And go back to my old self
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