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 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Ray Dunn
Your Name
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Ray Dunn
Let me speak your name,
tune birds sung for centuries—
my morning lullaby
Do y’all pronounce lullaby as two or three syllables? I say it in two but my friend says it as three but we’re gonna pretend it’s two so this poem works. My dad’s from upstate so he says a lot of things pretty weird, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s an upstate thing tbh
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Ray Dunn
Begging
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Ray Dunn
I’m begging you—
don’t give up on me

please
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Ray Dunn
Ah, what a life for me!
Everything and nothing—
both to the extreme!
I need to write more I’ve fallen off the wagon
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Zaza
Unanswered
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Zaza
I don't know what hurts more

Watching you walk away

Knowing that you can

Or knowing that you should
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
bella
Untitled
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
bella
you will never forget me,
i’m the one who’s name will stain your lips and
the memory of me is as
vivid as neon lights
my touch will give you goose bumps when i’m gone and
the sound of my voice will ring like bells everywhere you go.
you can’t forget me.
Say my name. Let it cut the air into diamonds.
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Ivan Brooks Sr
We are all here today
Courtesy of yesterday.
So fear not tomorrow,
It's a gift from God to borrow.

Take a look at everything,
Do you miss anything?
Everything, everyone here today,
Began their journies yesterday.
  
Fear not what tomorrow brings,
It could be some good or bad things.
Things allowed by yesterday
Just to manifest themselves today.

Yesterday is the same as today,
It's just a day that has passed away.
Though it takes a part of us with it,
Tomorrow is what we all await.

©IvanBrooksPoetry
21/8/2018
Fear not yesterday, its a broken arrow.
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Chris Balase
It wasn't explained
And you were left
Thinking it was all your fault
Or that you didn't measure up
To her expectation.

So you stand there amazed, aghast, alone.
As the trauma hits you slowly.
You wanted to cry, or to shout, or to do both.
Yet you remain still...
Trying to comprehend
The reality you are now forced into.
As tears gently kiss your cheeks
Down to your shrivelled lips
Mumbling sounds
Trembling chest of unbelief
As your heart wants to break out of his cage
And try to run into her arms
As she slips away

It was too much

So you end up making
Your own sense of this nonsense
And try to rationalize the gravity of this predicament.
 Apr 2019 Katelyn
Mariam Shittu
Twenty years later
but I still remember
that horrid smell
your smell

Twenty years later
and I still haven’t  
told my story to anyone
willing to listen

Twenty years later
and I still hate you
and pray you aren’t
hurting someone else

Twenty years later
but I still remember
your smirk
and your wicked smile

Twenty years later
but it feels like today
you broke me
and left me scarred for life
More poems on www.mariamshittu.com
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