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 Aug 2019 MisfitOfSociety
Luna
chaos
 Aug 2019 MisfitOfSociety
Luna
i accept chaos
whirling swirling chaos
all around us
we live in constant
chaos
the world is uncontrollable
so im content letting it happen
 Apr 2019 MisfitOfSociety
AM
let’s stop for a while
and find shapes in the clouds
feel the breeze on our skin
and take in the sounds

let’s take a moment
in the cool april air
forget about our problems
and last night’s affairs

can i just have this
return to nature’s call
because darling, i’m lost
and need somewhere to fall
It comes these days
were our grandparents are gone.

My parents will then be alone
except of me.

It comes these days
were my partents are gone.

Now I am sitting here
and wait for the death.

Then the death is coming
for all f us.
A twist,
A burn,
Drown, you say?

Shall I spray these letters on the page for you to read?
May I display the writhing writes that within I keep?

I slash the pen against the inside of my skull,
To write my stories...

We call this,
a poem.

but does that make me,
the poet?
A response to "I LOVE YOU" by Ramana Tandra
 Jan 2019 MisfitOfSociety
Grace E
She spun her web
Lured you in with her long legs
Injected you with her poison
And ate your heart out
Sometimes I want to take her up in my arms
and feel like a man,
because I'm a lot bigger than her
and my hands dwarf hers,
but we both know I can't.

My heart rises up to my throat
when I think of her
and it swells from the love I hold so dear
and it breaks when I remember that I can't be close to her.

I'm not close enough to stroke her knotted hair,
and I'm not close enough to make sure nobody hurts her.
She can protect herself sometimes, and I know she isn't hurt as Much as I am angry when she is insulted.

Their jokes about me loving her hardly seem like jokes now,
and I might just be a bit high on pain or hunger or maybe it's just the lonely hurt,
but I want to hold her
and love her,
but I have to know that it isn't possible.
A love between us is impossible,
however much I wish I could be a man to her, for her, just to simply be
for her.
0222 october 10 2018

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