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 Aug 2014 Tupelo
white coat
I just remembered I have ***** upstairs

Nevermind
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Louise
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I write,  

but I am not a poet

I feel emotions so intense
I spill them in ink across a page

but I am not a poet

I am forced to release thoughts
from my mind

but I am not a poet

my words are presented as I feel them
they do not make a poem

as I am not a poet

my senses view, smell, taste, hear and feel things
so differently from many

but I am not a poet

Phrases and images appear in my mind
I have to share these wondrous things

but I am not a poet

I am not sure what makes a poet.

This I will sit and quietly ponder,
reflect upon,
write about
because maybe,  just maybe

I am a poet

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This was inspired by deovrat commenting that he is not a poet.  I never used to refer to myself as a poet and still see others saying the same.   I think we are!!!!!!
: )
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
AllAtOnce
Language
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
AllAtOnce
Je t'aime
Te amo*
Love is always the same
If you know what to look for
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
CG
haunted (10w)
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
CG
I hope you still haunt me
once you're actually dead.
7.29.14
7:57p.m.
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Michelle
I wanted simple
I craved teardrops
which came from rain
and not my eyes.

I wanted real
I craved feelings
which were honest, true
and not only lies.

But most of all,
I craved a package
labeled "You"
and all that came with it.
5 months ago
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
nothing
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
you push me
you shove me,
past my breaking point.
until i hear the snap in my mind
feel the knives in my heart
feel the anger rip through me
and pour out of my eyes
leaving a trail of salt tears.
I loathe you
I fear you,
and you rage on.
making me bleed,
making me ache.
until i am gone
empty.
you have taken everything,
and given me nothing,
i am powerless.
*i am nothing
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
Tyler
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
you are not gone.
your life still goes on,
somewhere that's green.
beyond the torment of death
destruction
and lies,
you live.
You live in the light,
where your face is sun kissed,
beautifully illuminated,
perfectly sculpted.

your smile, still bright
your eyes, still shining
your memory, still burned in my mind,
etched in my heart,
forever burning.
Your life inspired me,
filled me with light and hope,
your death crushed me,
the mystery still kills me,
I'll always miss you,
always love you,
you'll be my Romeo forever
In loving memory of my friend Tyler who passed away suddenly a few years ago, RIP <3
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
Thin
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
I took a chance
you let me fall.
I let you in
you destroyed my walls.
I loved you once
you wore me thin.
You won my heart,
but lost the game.
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
Untitled
 Aug 2014 Tupelo
Jo
I had so many dreams about finding love
the glorious feeling of finding real love,
not the shallow kind,
the kind that lasts and never fades
the feeling that is left after the explosive passion has worn off,
so I continue my search
Alone.
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