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 Mar 18 Shang
Midnight
fu
 Mar 18 Shang
Midnight
fu
you laughed in my face
and blamed ME
for your problems
and i took it
and i tried
and i CRIED
and i brought the olive branch
to every family gathering
and i kept the tea
from ******* spilling
and i was never enough
and now
i see
and oh
i hate you
and your lies
and i burned the ******* olive branch
and i upset the family tea
and *******
i am enough
you vile, insensitive
horrifically, detestable
gremlin
Sorry I have been gone, my personal life has been a mess.
Before you open the bag
you feel the zing
in the back of your throat
under your tongue
Lips puckered
Mouth waters
Eyes squint
Reminds me of
the days when I was so carefree
that a piece of Sour Candy
could pause the world
halt my few childish worries
and bring out the laughter
I so dearly miss today
Bumps and ridges
and hidden faces
spots and dots
and dents in places
stars and lights
that glow and shine
strokes from brushes
that whirl and wind
these things I notice
while my mind is reeling
help me calm down

my bedroom ceiling
I finally feel
like I'm me again
I haven't felt this good
Since I don't know when
My heart is not heavy
my mind is not spinning
My soul is uplifted
my life rebeginning
My future looks brighter
The path is made clear
My family is closer
My friends are more dear
I’ve learned many lessons
That got me to this place
But the greatest of all
Is to give myself grace
 Mar 18 Shang
guy scutellaro
you are the moonflower,
and the sweet fragrance
of night blooming jasmine.

the mysterious, magical beauty
of a single night.

It is the passionate night that holds you.

nothing lives forever,
not the stars scattered in the skies
nor the sadness reflected in your eyes.

hold my hand, blue flower.
hold my wistful heart
tangled and intimate
in our distant romance.

the oak trees rustling in the wind.
there is something cold in the air...
the fleeting bloom of the night's flower.

oh, flower of the night,
the night will never release you.

a solitary tear falls. I draw the shades.
 Mar 17 Shang
Julia Bridget
What do you want me to do, So I can see that smile once more? I’ll shine the stars, I’ll hang the moon, I’ll sweep the ocean floor.

I’ll count each ring in every tree, I’ll bottle up your dreams. Give you a life so full and plenty It’s bursting at the seams.

I’ll chase away the death and grief and sadness that befall, Just to see that smile again? Darling, I’d do it all.

But for now, let us just stay here, Laying side by side. My heart and soul decided, We have nothing left to hide
This is my first poem that I've deemed good enough to even be called a poem. I now realise what was missing from all my poems before was raw emotion, because I wrote this the night after I met the most beautiful boy my world will ever know.
I invite you, Water.
Douse this searing fire.
Quench what is scorched.
Soothe what is cauterized,
picked raw, and researed
in the heat of forgetting.

Let scabs decompose to mud.
Let me be Earth--
steady, grounded, whole.

Yet I am Wind,
caught in flame,
lifting embers before they cool,
scattering what was,
before it settles into dust.
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