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 Jan 2015 Magic poet
Remus
Please
 Jan 2015 Magic poet
Remus
Please write me a letter,
just respond to me.
Please text me back,
I hate being ignored.
Please walk me to class,
it shows you actually care.
Please hold my hand,
but then again I don't want that.

I want attention,
and you used to give so much.
There's nothing now,
no good morning,
a rare good night.
I tell you I love you
while you don't reply.

I'm mentally exhausted
of all these tricky games.
What ever happened to
you and me against the world?
Or did that burn up in flames?
No,

I’m not

okay

I still think about you

each

****

day

Every thing we used to
say

Is still

replaying

in

my

head.
He asked, 4 days after breaking up with me. "How are you?"
I said, "I'm fine"
 Jan 2015 Magic poet
Andy Hunter
Where the rising field
folds
under the light
horizon
taking the land out   up
into the sky
and you've no idea what lies
on the down *****
to a ditch
past a scattering
of cows;

beyond the lamp in the window
where the unshut curtain
hangs
as a figure appears pauses
bends to look at something     takes
it away and leaves
to read and read;

at the bus stop people
standing
waiting for a number
a shape

a co-incidence of time
and place;

and you've no idea who
or why:

this the axis
of the mind.
I love the way you laugh.
It sounds like a dog throwing up.

I want to run my hands through your hair.
I bet it's as soft as a chinchilla's fur.

I love your height.
How it makes you look like you're the genetic product of Nick Jonas and a giraffe.

I love your eyes.
You're so full of ****, that even your eyes are brown.
send this to your crush with no context. or someone you hate. or both. unless your crush is someone you hate.
Her wound bleeds fresh when she breathes too deep.
Her heart is hers to keep or let seep
Beneath the earth... Beneath the grave...
beneath the trees... there it lays!

Cool to the touch, and clutch by a corpse.
Her heart: eternally frozen in quartz.
Move on, my dear... he's dead.
 Jan 2015 Magic poet
Chloe C
She holds back her tears
As she stares in the mirror-
Seeing herself as everything she fears;
Fat, ugly, an utter failure.

He holds back his tears
As he stares in the mirror-
Seeing himself as everything he fears;
Scrawny, ugly, an utter failure.

Little do they know that
Mirrors can lie,
They don't show us what's truly inside.
It reflects a human's want to try,

Try be perfect in society's eyes.
 Jan 2015 Magic poet
Renee
I
 Jan 2015 Magic poet
Renee
I
I need you,*
but you needed to leave me
I had you,
but you never had me
I love you,
but did you ever love me?
I saw you,
tears, sadness, pain
laughter, happiness, gain
but did you notice?
I noticed you,
and your green eyes
opened wide,
susceptible.
I miss you,
but you don't miss me,
you have a friend of mine
that used to mean the world to me
now you're both gone
and I'm lonely
and alone, I suppose.
Soul torn open,
words dripping out,
eyes closed tightly,
tears slipping now.
let me out of this dark room.
inside this sack inside this womb.

growing fast in this dark place.
floating round in confined space.

no light or sound no company.
in nine months time i will be free

stepping out into the light.
to the world so very bright.

then at last i am free.
the world outside i will see.
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