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  Oct 2016 Poetria
mk
;
it was a raindrop
it was a tear

it was all the reasons
i wish you were here
  Oct 2016 Poetria
chasing vapors
just because
it doesn't leave
a single line
doesn't mean
it's not a poem

just because
it doesn't rhyme
doesn't mean
you're not a poet

because a poem
is not merely
about the style
but solely
about the soul
  Oct 2016 Poetria
Alina
We had no perfect flow that let us float peacefully down the river at sunset
Our time together has been an unpredictable ride of rough waters and smooth bends
Sailing down the river at dawn and not stopping
Even when the stars come out and all we see are the white caps of hell
Pushing and pulling, trying to wash us from the safety of our raft
We persist on against the odds and negative tongue of others
Because even though the ride has been almost too much
We still cling together with a death grip of our slippery hands
Knowing somewhere along the line the sun will rise and the bend will be smooth
Opening up into something so worthwhile
That we'd go through this hell of a ride again and again
Because what we have has always been worth it
Poetria Oct 2016
I was never good with letting go,
always caught hoarding my belongings
and stacking up my secrets
in a safe little box.

I was never good with letting go,
always storing my candy in a jar under my bed,
making sure I had plenty left to spare.

I was never good with letting go,
playing the same old children's games
much longer than the other children my age.

I was never good with letting go,
hallucinating about the people I lose
for a year or so after they're gone.

I was never good with letting go,*
I remember telling you in our confessional,
the diary we wrote in two years ago.

*I was never good with letting go,
and you were the only person I ever told.
The music you sent me is mocking me too.
  Oct 2016 Poetria
curlygirl
the hardest
part of
letting someone
you love
go is
making yourself
stay away
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