Sam: Favorites

Dec 2017 Sam

Q

let it run down your spine like a shiver
and wrap round your wrists like rope
let it climb up your veins like vines
and fill up your throat till you choke.

are you waiting for someone to find you?
are you thinking of your other half?
does the want trip up your daily struggle
with dreams of a something that lasts?

then, let it tear up your heart like a lost lover
let it catapult you higher like hope
let it guide you along like road signs
let it wash your expectations like soap.

Dec 2017 Sam

To the poets of this lovely site.

Dec 2017 Sam

Iska

To the poets of this lovely site.

to me you are a star of gold
a glowing asterisk
I wish I could hold
though you seem so far away
I truly wish we could meet some day
but alas we shall only meet
through our words,
spilling and falling across this page.
we are the unseen family
bound by art
which is better
because we dwell in the heart

Nov 2017 Sam

Just A Fraction Of Myself

Nov 2017 Sam

John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo

Just A Fraction Of Myself

In old worn-out lines we gather to collect dust phased only by our recollections of what never was meant to be.
I have come to terms with the emptiness that resides within us all.
Hollowed out is the shell is but a point.
It's standing merely a display.

Weathered hands broken egos have we all not felt the burn and then been left cold by yet another winters rain?
Old songs over bridges of memory some more weathered than others.

Deception leads to bitterness thoughts merely plague my reality.
Loneliness leads to weakness but I haven't found a better route yet.

The wolves howl hauntingly in the distance is my thoughts bleed trapped within this prison of reflection.
I'm far from over but don't let the rest of the ******* know that.

The reader is but a viewer to another man's soul, lurking within the confines of safety and warmth.
True depth is experienced never read.

Sometimes we all fall down my friends.

#anger #life #sadness #art #existance

Nov 2017 Sam

Dont Be Suprised When

Nov 2017 Sam

John Patrick Robbins Aka Gonzo

Dont Be Suprised When

I lingred upon the edge as early morning and no replies have found a truth only the darkness can grasp.

Pills taken and hours spent the moment won't matter as it all is forgotten just the same.

In chased chords the tune clings to the heart if only I could do the same.
We saw the ending and now it is I whom stands alone.

They are all false truths were told the high so vast when you come down they will all judge you just the same.

I am a space taken and nothing more.
You played in the shadows and found the depths not shallow as you hoped it to be my dear.

We shared vices and nothing more
To you I say good riddance.
And a sincere *******!.

Why bury the past when you can allow those demons to run free?
Push it a little further and embrace the decay.

You probably won't be shocked when you hear.

Course you know what they say about opinions.

And a space will be available soon.

#poetry #life #death #******* #f #art #the #existance #road

Nov 2017 Sam

to the boy whose poem i saved

Nov 2017 Sam

alex

to the boy whose poem i saved

when a boy shows you his hands
bare except for the dust
he’s begging you to look past
take them in yours.
squeeze them once.
twice.
say without speaking
that you understand that the valleys
in his palms were meant to cradle
shooting star wishes
that he’s allowed to still hope for.
when a boy shows you his eyes
of milk and crimson and melanin
a bloodshot vein for every night he can’t sleep
let him shut his eyelids.
say without speaking
that you understand that the black hole pinpricks
of his irises hold more than the universe
should allow.
when a boy shows you his soul
shivering but still working toward friction
iced over but still working toward melting
let him come to rest next to yours.
say without speaking
that you understand that he is lonely
and that his silence speaks volumes
and that you kept his treasure close
because you love him.
when a boy shows you his hands
show him your hands.
when a boy shows you his eyes
show him your eyes.
when a boy shows you his soul
show him that
this is a comfortable place to rest it.
when a boy shows you the hardness that shaped him
show him the softness
that you have in store.

k

#love #friendship #boy #poetry #kindness

Nov 2017 Sam

titled

Nov 2017 Sam

anon

titled

this poem
has a title
so that all who read it
know
that this poem has a meaning

because without something to reference
a name
or a title
things are left behind

just like me
in all the years
i tried to remain
untitled

rather

anonymous

untitled people
like me
are given no
second glances
no
first chances
no
social advances

nothing

left behind
like a poem
without
a name

#title #untitled #alone #anonymous #nothing #anonymity #ranting #idk

Nov 2017 Sam

Why I write?

Nov 2017 Sam

Maggie Gonzalez

Why I write?

I write because I hate the sound of my voice
My mind sounds better
I can scream
I can yell
I can do the impossible
in my head
My words can be read louder than any spoken word
So just shut up and write
I write because I can't speak
My opinions are usually seen as
minuscule, unorthodox, and pointless
but when I write
I have meaning
I'm attempting to cultivate the perfect group of terms to move an audience I can't see
To show someone a thousand miles away from me that there not alone
I write to express myself
I write to allow my emotions to spew on to digitized pixels on a computer screen
I write to appease my need to let go
I write because I know no one is going to care
I write because it's my life and I do as I please

#poetry #write #tired #dead #emotions #rant

Nov 2017 Sam

My loving mother

Nov 2017 Sam

Iska

My loving mother

My dearest mother

do you see it?
that's the space put between us,
filled with unspoken words and heartache.

can you hear it?
that's the defining silence,
filled with quiet disappointment and shattered dreams,
because I'm not the girl you hoped I'd be...

#mom #sad #dissapointed #depression #daughter

Nov 2017 Sam

Im Sorry Mama

Nov 2017 Sam

LISH

Im Sorry Mama

I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
for those heart broken nights I kept a secret
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
For when we had to stretch a dollar and I acted like I was full, but I really wasn't
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you mama
That during those times that you locked yourself in your room and the cried acting like I didn't know, I already did
I'm wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
For not being the girl that you wish I was to be
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because my heart has been broken so many times and I won't dare tell you
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because the biggest secret I have kept is one that is hardest to speak
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
for those nights that I locked myself in the room and cried silently so you wouldn't know
I wanted to say I'm sorry to your Mama
Because you do not know the reason why those tears rolled down my face
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because you will not know that shadow of my past haunts me at night
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
That my ankles are chained to a wall of self-doubt and regret
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because you don't know a man's words is what made me like that
I wanted to say I'm sorry to you Mama
Because I have no idea how to say all of that

Sometimes what I wish I can say

#mom #sorry #hidden #feelings #mama #wanted