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 Oct 2019 Cedric
Akshay
Why I write
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Akshay
These words are for me,
For I'm the one who's hurting,
I'm just healing myself.
I often wonder why we can't understand other's poems sometimes, but deep down it is the one who writes it knows the value of it.
 Oct 2019 Cedric
R
Fear
 Oct 2019 Cedric
R
For I

Am Afraid
To be afraid
In front of many different people

And I

Am afraid
That my vulnerability
Will only give them more

Bullets
I have too many secrets
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Huda
cessation
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Huda
My skin is ripping because my monsters are getting bigger, my troubled mind is exploding and my soul is reaching for the stars.
Am I going to survive this? I've never doubted surviving but this time is different, this time nor my monsters or my soul want to fight. We want to rest, they want to rest, I.. want to rest. I want peace.
I don't want distractions nor I am looking for them, I don't want friends nor I am looking for them.. That's exactly it, I am not looking for anything nor I am looking forward to ****. Unless it's peace but I'm not looking for that either. I am just waiting for it.
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Malia
I am
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Malia
I am not one
I am made by my experiences
I am not me
I am what happens to me.

Yet
I am the only one
That is
What I am.
 Oct 2019 Cedric
nivek
the hidden self you protect
fools you more than anyone else

simply because we are easily fooled
by ourselves more than by anyone else.
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Anjali
Love
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Anjali
Sometimes,
I just wanna leave
everything and everyone
Just to see who'll find me
In the crowd of thousands
Will ever someone actually
be bothered about my absence
I wanna sit back and watch

-   SASR
 Oct 2019 Cedric
Poetic T
My stomach a grave of dead flesh,
     I feasted on the carcass of


             The deceased
now entombed within.

There was no burial song,
       Just the ritual shredding

Of flesh.
        

I'm now content, and the bones
     I discard as if tooth picks

Of satisfaction.

  
I'm not sorrowful,
           For my belly is full.

As I gaze at the flowers,

  forna I will never desecrate
               your beauty.
Gosh this makes me hungry
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