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 Mar 2014 Zara
Mauri Pollard
Empty
 Mar 2014 Zara
Mauri Pollard
I wanted to write a poem about the empty way I feel today.
I tried but after minutes of staring at a blank sheet of paper that's how it ended up.
Empty.
You're breaking me.
 Mar 2014 Zara
Elizabeth P
Life puts a dent in the armor
It makes someone sour,
Spiteful and rude

The delicate line of life becomes crooked
Swindlers happen
***** drowns hundreds

They are faithless
They speak of pain
Revenge and all that hogwash

They try to call themselves rebels
I think they're just weak
Because they can't handle life
Like the rest of us

Last words to remember:
Be smart.
Be kind.
Be fierce.
 Mar 2014 Zara
Seán Mac Falls
Otters slide down hill,
Gliding into snow melt creek,
Swimming in the sun.
 Mar 2014 Zara
Faith
his words 2
 Mar 2014 Zara
Faith
"you're like an earthquake
making cracks in the earths crust,
and i'm in the aftershock"

and i cried.
 Mar 2014 Zara
Madisen Kuhn
hope
 Mar 2014 Zara
Madisen Kuhn
hope is beautiful
and can be destructive
at the same time
it keeps us hanging on,
but sometimes
for things
that will never come
 Mar 2014 Zara
Chris
Still am.
 Mar 2014 Zara
Chris
Here I am, looking up causes for headaches
at 1 am
when I know it will always come back to you.
My hands found the bottom of the ocean
as I cleaned old movie tickets out of my car today.
I can see your honesty from here.
It took my composure on its way out the door.
I’m not bitter anymore.
I’m just tired.
And I’m tired of being so tired.
I’m sorry you didn’t stay.
I’m sorry that I apologize
for all the times you didn’t.
I keep forgetting these things
are not one-sided,
and so,
I’m sorry I gave you everything
for nothing in return.
You tasted like love,
and I was parched.
Still am.
It's terrible, but it needed to make its way out
 Mar 2014 Zara
berry
nobody warns you about the first boy who tells you he wants to marry you.

nobody warns you about the tangible shift in the universe when he parts his lips to smile.

nobody warns you about the poetry he'll write you or how your knees will weaken or the melancholy hidden between the layers of his laughter.

nobody warns you that miles will morph into lightyears and you will curse the ocean for being the only thing that keeps his fingers from resting between yours.

nobody warns you about the day his sweater doesn't smell like him anymore.

nobody warns you that human hands are incapable of holding a person together.

nobody warns you that sometimes love is not enough, no matter how much you wish it was.

nobody warns you about the crippling nostalgia that renders you breathless.

nobody warns you about the nights when silence screams for your blood.

nobody warns you about the crater that forms in your chest in the middle of the night when he doesn't answer.

nobody warns you about how it's going to feel when he tells you he's in love with someone else.

nobody warns you that forever is a lie.

- m.f.

— The End —