Jay M: Favorites

Dec 2020 Jay M

YES.

Dec 2020 Jay M

White Widow

YES.

You were Peter Pan
To my Wendy.

A Lost Boy.

Who only wanted to know...
that His Voice
Mattered.

For it meant...
He was finally
Loved.

And that meant ...
It was safe to mature.

I never let you down.

Dec 2020 Jay M

Dreams

Dec 2020 Jay M

Shubhankar Mathur

Dreams

If they disappear,
before they reappear
would you have them?

Also applies to people.

#dreams #meaning #night #ephemeral

Dec 2020 Jay M

Immortalised

Dec 2020 Jay M

Traveler

Immortalised

If the bottom of your feet
have such a foul stench
Then I would suggested
you’ve been walking in
The putrid pastures
of immorality.
My advice
Wear boots!

Traveler Tim

The title has nothing to do with the poem.
I just like the word period creativity has no rules

#traveler

Dec 2020 Jay M

im sick

Dec 2020 Jay M

Parker

im sick

i feel sick.
i feel tired, and empty.
i feel my eyes moving in their sockets.
i feel the blood coursing through my veins.
i feel my lungs slowly filling.
i feel me.
i feel every piece of me.
im sick.
and im tired.
i dont want to feel.
why do i feel anyway?

Dec 2020 Jay M

Poetry

Dec 2020 Jay M

Naceur Ben Mesbah

Poetry

Poetry is a world.
Enlightened people
Are its dwellers.
Not all dwellers are poets

Dec 2020 Jay M

Still into you

Dec 2020 Jay M

Alex

Still into you

I still like you
Even after almost six months
Or maybe a little over that
And I don’t think that will ever
Change

Dec 2020 Jay M

Time

Dec 2020 Jay M

Alex

Time

I’ll give you time
As much as you need
Maybe one day you’ll return my feelings
Or stop ignoring me
Find my letters
The necklace I gave you
I’m not going to give up
Because you mean so much
To me
So I’ll give it
Time

Dec 2020 Jay M

Tears

Dec 2020 Jay M

Alex

Tears

I dont cry very often
At least not when it comes to people
But I miss you
And its hard feeling
Alone
I keep checking up on here hoping for a message
But i never get one
Because you cant talk
and ill still wait
Till you can

Dec 2020 Jay M

Wasted

Dec 2020 Jay M

Alex

Wasted

I feel wasted not drunk
Just sad
I miss you
And it hurts
Because when im alone
I think of how we cant talk
Or text
or do anything
Because im wasted
From the loneliness
And the sadness
I cant explain
But
I just feel
Tired
Drowning
In my sorrows..