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MSunspoken Sep 2020
Bristling leaves
Blue skies
Blowing trees
All a relief
Apon my skin
After a Summer long
Fall has come
Filling the air
Fretting my hair
Reminding me
Rebuilding my heart
Refilling the gaps
Now full of happiness
MSunspoken Sep 2020
Sometimes
I really can’t help
But hate you

Everyday
I see you always
So fake

Forever
Vying for perfection
It’s sick

Once
I even saw you
Look into a mirror

Always
You will be the very worst
Version of me
MSunspoken Sep 2020
A shoestring girl
Curled up in an attic
Who’s remembering a family
That’s picture-perfect
Using the dust
To form a father
A lively one
Who’s supportive
That hugs a doll
Made of scraps
A mother
Who loves
Without condition
That’s always scolding
Two brothers
A pair of woodchips
Who run all-day
On a concrete drive
Which lays in front
Of a cookie-cutter
Home
Whose neighbors laugh
And play outside
Where everyone smiles
Free of worries
About the future
Or what will change
Because the memories
Of that shoestring girl
Were morphed to be
Picture-perfect
Through an adolescent
Mind
Full of ignorance
MSunspoken Jul 2020
Reinforced glass
Lay upon my sill
A shield built into
My keep
Unbeknownst
To everyone
But me
A precaution
Firewall so to speak
Caging
what lay inside
A rotting house
An overgrown beast
Riddled with landmines
Dangerous
And never to be
Seen
Though it continues
To creak and crumble
Taunting me
To walk back down
Those corroded
Stones
And open the door
Unleashing
The secrets
Of a house
Never home to me
For clarification- the poem starts from within my mind, not the "house" .
MSunspoken Jul 2020
A tip of my hat
To the cumulus that looms
A prowling lion in the clouds
Signifies my doom

Now amidst the fog
All six senses ***** the air
Something must be lurking
-I reason a cat, but fear a bear

I cast aside my shadow
A cloak I once hand stitched
-My reason clatters to the ground
Patience snubbed into abyss

I curse my aching feet
Starting to lose their ground
-Yet not a bench within a mile
And not a soul to be found

My feet berate the dirt
Blindly running until I’m lost
I sit within the rain    
My mind jumbled in a knot

But then a second look
I see a peek of sky
Tonight the stars were silent
And now I see them shine
This was the poem I used for an ongoing contest. It was hard because I haven't felt motivated to write- but you won't see"the stars"shine unless you look up.
MSunspoken May 2020
Moonlight dancing off my cheeks
A reflection of my heart
-tonight I will remember
how you tore me apart

Somehow
The sun shined different in your eyes
-a good front
for all your nasty lies

Every day
I marvel in the warmth that you made
-I thought you
could take my pain away

It was you
That gave me the world after all
-too bad shiny pearls
couldn’t break my fall

So close
For all my growing years
-as it turns out
nothing was that crystal clear

Your front fell
The moment I reached out my arms
-I was too late
to hear the alarms

If it wasn’t me
You’d be called out for your crimes
-never again
will you see what’s on my mind

But this new dawn is a bright one
Not even you can bring shade
-so in the end
I hope you’re still doing okay
This one can be perceived in many ways-
but always it comes back to a road you can look back on with a smile.
Better to remember how your past helped mold you into who you are- then dwell on what once ruined you.
MSunspoken May 2020
You aren’t broken
Emotions are a constant flow from you
-a growing stain on your perspective

You aren’t sad
Tears may leak you a river
But you haven’t looked up in ages

You aren’t lonely
Always surrounded by onlookers
-you just don’t feel involved

You aren’t depressed
A cloud has only passed over your head
Raining down on your conscience

You aren’t scared
What even is fear to someone
Who always has the electric bill paid

You aren’t a liar
Experience just hasn’t caught you yet
Wait until what you say is true-
Naive-don't say what you don't know.
A universal word.
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