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 Jun 2014 Liz
Wes
A poem to a friend
 Jun 2014 Liz
Wes
sad*  scared  alone  depressed  It  overwhelmed  ups­et  ignorant
 irrelevant  broken  disgusting  is you  awful  rejected  numb  stupid   
unhappy  lazy­  fat  mad  that protects me from the  hopeless  cold  fear
glum  tragic  pouring rain and you shelter me from the  worked  poor
despair  big wide world and for that I owe you my soul  chubby
sick  and           I          think             that          you         are  wrong
hollow                                              B                                               shame
empty                                               e                                                 envy
anxst                                                a                                            remorse
grief                                                  u                                               greedy
poorly                                               t                                             shallow
fed up                                              i                                             beaten
bullied                                              f                                               guilty
unheard                                           u                                         unneeded
stress                                             l.                                             *bored
I don't particularly like this 'poem'. :)
Without my friend I would feel...
 Jun 2014 Liz
Margaret
Trouble
 Jun 2014 Liz
Margaret
I've gotten in trouble before
          though it hasn't been for awhile
For a shirt too low
                  or a short too short.

And I took time out of my day
For boys who couldn’t stop staring.
 Jun 2014 Liz
Mermaid
Rose petals mixed with
   cherry
   blossoms
   scent
radiates my hair
Leaves of apple tree
covers my deep eyes,
   Wild
   strawberry
   juice
is squeezed on my lips
even slight strips on
my cheeks,
   Jasmine
   flower
charming perfume
covers my shoulders
and neck,
my ******* are made
of tasty
    purple
    grapes,
Down my stomach
swirling sweetness
of peach
and orange-
forgetfulness for
absent-minded head,

I'm a composition of
many tastes and fruits.

You shouldn't eat but
only look,
you can satisfy your
hungry eyes and senses,
but not your empty hands,
the love-fruits is for you
f o r bi d d e n.

....nour....
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