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I drink myself to death
then retire to my bed
satisfied my life lived
wake in morning dead.
 Jan 2023 SUDHANSHU KUMAR
eileen
I think I clench my teeth
when I'm half asleep

does it always hurt this much
when you leave somebody

I hope
I'm loveable

I'm scared I'll forever
eat my breakfast, lunch, dinner alone

if I stretch both of my arms
I cover my entire bed
a spot no one ever lays

I always have a song stuck in my head
in the morning
at five thirty

I don't want to be happy alone
laughing all by myself

I'll love again
days I'll open my heart
The  purple ripples in the air
Advise you that there’s anger there
Anger that is not contained
By someone who was anger trained.

Listen to the things he shouts
He’s mad as hell without a doubt.
Here he comes towards your door
What is he so ******* for.

You didn’t barge into his lane -
To cut him off would be insane.
You only gently honked your horn
And now you get his shouting scorn.

He bangs the window of your car
And you now know he’ll go too far.
It’s clear he is a total ***
So stomp your foot down on the gas.

Leave him in a cloud of smoke
And give yourself the final joke.
Leave him shouting in the street
And tell yourself “Revenge is sweet”
ljm
Just messing around with  rhymes.
The
        sudden chill
    that marked
the
     end
  of last
         month
      surprised me
   because
   the weather
     forecast
  said
      it would stay
warm
  perhaps
warmer than
  was
   comfortable
     for
   this time
    of my year
I was surprised
but not
dismayed
       because my
   summer
   clothes
      were packed
     away a long
   long time ago
   and
I was not
          sure
If I’d find
something
safe for me
             to wear.
     ljm
Well, The algorithm totally fricked up my format and won't let me fix it. WHYP? Why can't it print it like I type it in???? It's correct in the edit phase, but when I hit save it moves half the lines to the left.This is me tearing out my hair and wondering why I don't just use margin left and be done with it.
we walk
under a canopy
of wasps drunk
on rotten apples

a second away from
a sting in the neck
that would put an end
to our feet tracing the

path to our destiny
What will this world be
Now that I can’t hear the melody
The song that was out there
Never more.
Intense sadness
Robbery of joy
Missed chance of knowing you
Leaving an emptiness inside.

Loving friends
Like music, giving extra meaning to be
Happiness to have a song inside
To share
a smile or tear.
Now that you’ve left silently
tears are falling.



Shell ✨🐚
Sometimes you make friends online, talking to them without meeting and then they die.
Ready wherever you go,
And whoever you meet,
Mete out kindness,
Though some may hurt you,
You will still be remembered as a fond memory.
9/1/2023
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