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 May 2019 Pulse
Star BG
Definitions
 May 2019 Pulse
Star BG
Definition of a poet  (1)
One who scrapes their knee and writes about it.

Definition of a poet (2)
A person who is an expert in playing
their heart stringed instrument.

Definition of a poet (3)
One who can recognize another poet and bows.

Definition of a Poet (4)
finds inspiration inside the breeze
and behind a memory.
This is dedicated to Dr. Paul Lim A master in the art of poetry that supplies insights. Number three is for you.
 Apr 2019 Pulse
Penguin Poems
namelessly, I am a lighter.
used to ignite, and then ignored.
namelessly, I am a writer.
picking up a pen whenever I’m bored.
namelessly, I am a heater.
warming those around me in their darkest hour.
namelessly, I don’t work well either:
and sooner or later I’ll run out of power.
“Without your name, who are you?” -escapril prompt
 Apr 2019 Pulse
Laura Duran
I need you to know some thing
I love you
I do
But....

Losing you won't end me
I love you
I do
But.....

I don't need you to love me
I don't need you
I don't
But....

I will never forget you
I won't forget
I won't
But....

I will let you go
I'll let go
I will
But....

I love you
 Apr 2019 Pulse
Yuki
I have tasted cold stars (and burned under your kiss)

I have seen fire pits of stars blazing in your eyes, felt them in the lining of your skin (and died in each one)

I have loved and hated you (and now I trace each scar with careful fingers)

And there’s only everything left in memory of you. Each piece of me.

(You are gone, but has never left)
 Apr 2019 Pulse
Yuki
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 Apr 2019 Pulse
Yuki
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Is it laughable, how I’m still clinging on, still hanging on to what’s already fallen?Pathetically and desperately clinging on air.

Is it laughable?

Do you mock me?

(I do. Every single time.)
what do you want
i can give only so much
you ask and i sacrifice
but it's still not enough
i'd give you the truth
but i know you'd hate it
stripping you of your lies
weak and naked
i'd give you some space
but you need my attention
without it you would crumble
validation dependent
i'd give you my opinion
but to you it doesn't matter
but god forbid yours goes unheard
someone will hear about it after
tired of giving a ****
nothing i do seems worthy anyways
i'm giving you my resignation
and i'm giving back your hate
 Apr 2019 Pulse
unwritten
ghost
 Apr 2019 Pulse
unwritten
some people don't believe in ghosts,
but i am not one of those people,
because you are a ghost
in every sense of the word.

//

i am sorry
for breaking you,
and i know
that i can say "i'm sorry"
until my lungs run dry
and my heart slows to a stop,
and even then
it will not be enough.

how can you apologize
for tearing someone's heart apart,
and walking away
as the tattered strings litter the ground?

how can you apologize
for bringing someone up
out of the murky depths
only to, just as quickly, loosen your grip
and let them fall back under
once more?

how can you apologize
for carving your name into the core of someone's heart
with a knife,
then leaving,
with that aching carving being the only lingering trace?

how can i apologize
for what i've done?

//

some people don't believe in ghosts,
but i stabbed you in the heart
and left you to bleed out
as i walked away and turned a blind eye
to your sorrow.

some people don't believe in ghosts,
but i know i deserve this haunting.

(a.m.)
1 a.m. thoughts
i'm sorry
 Mar 2019 Pulse
Maryrose Alarcos
I'm sorry* for not being perfect
I was only being me
I guess it was not enough
To make you stay forever

I'm sorry for not telling you earlier
I just don't want you to worry
I guess it bothered you too much
To make you leave without a trace

I'm sorry for being such a coward
I was just too scared to hurt you
I guess I did anyway
By saying such beautiful lies

I'm sorry for being selfish
I just don't want you to get involved
I guess that upset you a lot
By blowing such harsh words to me

I'm sorry for not being there
I just don't want to see your crying face
I guess I was not meant to see it anyway
Because it would only hurt you more

I'm sorry for not showing how much I cared
I just love you in a way even I can't understand
I guess that love blinded me
That it had to lead us into this painful state

I'm sorry, I'm not perfect
But please know that I love you so much
It won't ever change
 Mar 2019 Pulse
Nick Durbin
It’s like spreading your arms in hopes of flight –
Catching the wind and holding it just right…
Every subtle gust grasping your body like a sail,
Winning the battle against gravity without fail,
Fighting through the impossibilities, the improbable,
And entering the realm of weightless freedom - unstoppable…
Soaring above the clouds of an orange sky,
On passed the day and into the night we fly –
From here to the moon and beyond the stars,
Floating through the cosmos - leaving the world afar…
Gliding passed this adventure like an epic dream,
Not bound to conventional rationality, or so it may seem…
We find each other dancing amongst the clouds,
Circumnavigating the universe like gods, reckless and proud –
Revelations of astronomic proportions are manifested…
Escalating our feelings, as we now become more invested,
An Armageddon of emotion, epically destroying the world; vying,
For your love – for my Darling, your love? Well, it’s like flying.
Wrote this for Amber, she is my ray of light.
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