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 9552ยฐ 
Kai
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
How about respect my boundaries
Respect your place
Mind your business
Stop cyber stalking me, Ryan
Before I figure out where you are and smack you in the face
NO???? IM NOT GOING TO RESPECT MY ELDERS IF THEY DONT RESPECT ME AND THATS FINAL.
 1204ยฐ 
Thomas W Case
Tomorrow is
nebulous at best.
A dream of one
who still sleeps.
You are alive now.
Awake in this fresh
green world.
In the planning, we
forget to live.

Ask the mice and men
how plans go.
There are traps and
trivialities that keep
you from carrying on.
Funny things happen on
the way to the bank.
My mom died while
grocery shopping.

Today, peers back at
you from the mirror.
Breath and heartbeat.
Desire and passion.
No one survives this
story.
You're the author and the
protagonist, write it
well.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEeNcBC_mnM
Here's a link to my You Tube channel where I read my poetry from my recently published books, available on Amazon.

I'm proud to announce the release of my newest book, Sleep Always Calls Poems due to be released later this month.
 1096ยฐ 
Amanda
BPD
I want to believe in steady things,
but even my own reflection changes
when I look too long.
Are you here?
Do you love me?
Will you stay?
I ask without asking,
watching for the answer
in the way your hands move,
the way your breath hesitates before a word.

I know I feel too much,
ask too much,
but the silence between us is louder
than anything I could say.
So I fill it.
With words, with fear, with loveโ€”
all spilling over,
all too much,
all at once.

And still, I wonder, if itโ€™s enough.
 900ยฐ 
Kai
I've been lately writing poetry!
Oh? What do I see?
A perfect poetry site waiting for me!
First poem, proud of it!
Oh? Someone in my messages?
This guy seems sweet
And he's hoping I don't get beat!
Pretty songs for me to listen to!
And a drunk man messaging me...?
โ€œYou're only making yourself a victim because you're cutting yourself"
Oh? Okay- thanks for the paragraph/drunk rant?

Shining lights on all of my latest poems?
Thank you! You're so sweet!
โ€ฆ.ohโ€ฆtalking to me about pedophilesโ€ฆgot itโ€ฆ
Why are there so many sad songs?
WHY DOES THIS MAN HAVE SO ****** MUSIC TASTE AGGGHGDGFGCC

Oh? You wrote a poem about the 764 and absolutely humiliating them?
Great! Good job!
โ€ฆBut uhhโ€ฆ why and how did they make a virus only going after your followers that are minors? Not funny!
Why is this man warning me if they threaten me? Is he trying to make me scared on purpose?
Blaming the Japanese for this virus now, huh?
Oh? Now blaming someone else named Pax to be part of the 764? Crazy

โ€ฆ. going to another website? But you're so fun!
May as well click on the link you sent me so I can join you

Drunk rants with me? That's okay!
Giving me gold so I can freely make poems?
THANK YOU SM
Daily texting
2-10 hour sessions
Why are you drinking everyday?
You're making me concerned for your health
I told you to stop drinking, papa
You promised me you'd stop
All you did was keep on drinking

Commenting on every poem I made
Oh? So suddenly I'm a โ€œnasty *****" when I have done nothing to you? ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†!
We have a suicide pact now?
I'm going off the bridge first?
Don't mind if I do

Oh? Another poetry site? Okayโ€ฆ
I really don't like the way this site works, can't we just message each other with email?
Yes? Yay!

People bullying you on the internet? That's not okay!
Why would they accuse you of being a *******?
Letting me join an uncensored group to back you up? Great!
Sending me to a Reddit page to back you up?
Alright!
โ€ฆ.oh โ€ฆ they warned me and I didn't do anythingโ€ฆ.
******* this man is an actual *******โ€ฆ..
gotta go fast like Sonic
pack my bags and leave

Oh? I betrayed you? Crazy
We were just friends
Can you stop spitting my name everywhere?
It's like you're so obsessed with me
Stop trying to be the Eminem to my Mariah Carey
Made a poem about you and you HAD to take it down?
Never thought you'd want to hide your identity THAT hard
Oh? Betting on my suicide now, are we?
Sending me multiple emails, desperate for me to come back to him?
I'm not that ******* naive or gullible
It's crazy if you think that about me
โ€ฆI did tell you to send those photos of your cut open arms but I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D TAKE IT SERIOUSLY AND DO IT

Being racist?
โ€œJapshitโ€?
Why are you so obsessed with my Chinese genes?
โ€œI thought I can use Kai because of her Chinise genes because the Chinise was known to be very good spies. โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿค“" ใธใƒผ! Didn't know that!
Also, that's not how you spell Chinese, my fellow kind sir
Threatening people to come to America with a Katana and slice us to pieces
So envious, I see
You're just mad because we have a little bit more freedom than your drunk *** does

Ohโ€ฆ. Talking to me about ****
Got it
Thanks
I didn't need to be taught about METART or some **** like that
I'm only 12 years old
You ***** *****

Wellโ€ฆthis is the aftermath
There it goes out to all of you:
Ghost
RGH
Ryan Geoffrey Hayward
Nephilim Angel
Nephalem
Rose White
Rose Red
Jacob Lives
Hybrid Angel
Tormenter
Bread Crumbs
The Machine
Dirt-In-My-Shirt
Soul Unknown
Unicorns Passing
And etc. ENJOYERS

(Btw, all of these names are RGH's names so if you have these names, please don't feel targeted! The person knows who they are.)

EDIT: ILY ALL SM!!! I DIDN'T THINK THIS POEM WOULD GAIN THIS MUCH ATTENTION BUT I'M HAPPY THAT IT DID!! (โ โ‰งโ โ–ฝโ โ‰ฆโ ) I'M GOING TO VIRTUALLY KISS EVERYONE ON THE CHEEK ONCE THEY READ THIS... or just virtually hug you, yk, whatever you're comfortable with
 831ยฐ 
Abbott J Hardison
1+1+1
3
3-2
1+(1+1)
1+1(2)
2(2)
2x2
4
4/2
2+1+1
2+1
2
 802ยฐ 
F Elliott

******* ****** demons.. they're everywhere.
And I've known it about this site
for so ******* long.

And the witches..  Jesus Christ--
control freaks,   every one of you.

What..
do you think your creativity 'substantiates'  you?

They're   just   *******   words.
Your creativity comes with an accountability..

but you won't have any part of that..   will you?

If your demons are so ******* powerful,
why do they hide inside of you?
Like a pathetic  excuse of a man, stepfather--

Using..  using..  using.. his wife's beautiful daughter..
over and over and over and over again.

It is no different with these Unholy shitbags also..


("Oh, but don't I gather the most followers with my words?")

It's just empty ******* babble.
In the Realms,  it means nothing.

Absolutely.   *******.   Nothing.

The *******, inhabitor is just an extension of your
empty, ever-controlling..  soul stealing Mother--


   It's an extremely-closed loop, Beavis.
                End of ******* story.



******* ******* demons..
the pathetic ******* are everywhere..



Feast like pagans
never get enough

Sleep like dead men..
Wake up like dead men

And when the sun comes
try not to hate the light

Someday we'll try
to walk upright

https://youtu.be/yjiJM_Daoa0

..the **** over here,
and lets get this unholy *****  out of you.
(it per loca inaquosa, puella pulchra..)

๐Ÿ–•
 696ยฐ 
Pax
I don't know what to call You.
"Father," which should denote familiarity,
seems a foreign word to me.
May 6, 2025
 593ยฐ 
November Sky
You kept me
together
with gauzeโ€”
pressed into wounds
that you never meant to heal.

Each breath
a slow infectionโ€”
a fever you wore
just to sweat it outโ€”
cut another slice
of time.

I stayedโ€”
stitched beneath your silence
warming the decayโ€”
not knowing
I was the wound
all along.
 365ยฐ 
lia
I say Iโ€™m fine,
Itโ€™s just easier that way,
No questions asked,
No truth to betray.

I smile and nod,
While Iโ€™m breaking inside,
Too scared to speak,
So I run and hide.

Iโ€™m tired of lying,
Tired of pain,
Wishing this silence
Would wash away like rain.
I canโ€™t keep it in anymore and I know it. But I just canโ€™t speak out the words.
 317ยฐ 
NostalgicFeeling
Lips together, pressed,
as if you were the one dead,
"Wake up"-your only prayer,
but death doesn't care.
Now you can only choke,
on words you never spoke.
28/4/25
 277ยฐ 
B C Stan
a cat, they say
both dead and alive, in a sway
trapped in the box
become a metaphysical paradox

a flask of death, a trigger tick
a game of chance, so cold, so sick
they call me life, they call me death
but no one asks to hear my breath

a man, I say
become the halfway
let his atoms hum and twitch
become the theoristโ€™s broken glitch

see how you like the in-between
will you then be so keen
maybe then youโ€™ll see the cost,
see the life lost

seal the box, install the locks
put a man in that box
 218ยฐ 
bulletcookie
emerald waters
lap, sun soaked white sands, palms shade
tus labios beso

-cec
 185ยฐ 
Hemendra
As time slipped,
my will unraveled.
Fingers failedโ€”
nothing left
but a core,
flickering, baffled.

The void bowed,
whispered:
"Welcome to the fore."
"Sire," it hissed,
coiled like promise.
Its eyes found mineโ€”
a hush,
a sacred war.

I woke sweating ash,
no blade to lift,
no beast to bleed,
no venom leftโ€”
just infinity
crawling where I breathe.
This evocative free verse poem delves into a profound experience of inner struggle and transformation, where a sense of dwindling personal power gives way to an encounter with an overwhelming, perhaps cosmic, force. The speaker journeys from a state of depleted will to a confrontation with the "void," leaving them in a newly awakened state.
 180ยฐ 
Joss Lennox
Grounded on the rocks--
Growing through the pavement,
Seeds begin to sprout.
musings in haiku form about resilience and hope while pursuing your goals and pushing through obstacles in life.
 175ยฐ 
Julie Grenness
Sinners we're all afire,
Immersed in our desire,
Naught can impact flame,
No one really to blame,
Earthy, human embers,
Revival, age remembers,
Sensual, our Decembers!
Feedback welcome.
 131ยฐ 
ghost girl
did you know
i dreamed of you
almost every night?

dreamed of chasing you,
begging you,
an almost pathetic longing

for years and years
until i finally
fell out of love with you.

i still dream of you
once in awhile,

but it's not me
giving chase anymore,

it's you.
and i'm always running out of places to hide
 124ยฐ 
Heixz
I'm sorry but I'm officially quiting poetry I ended things with the girl that I love the most and at that moment not only I lost my muse but I also lost my reasons for writing poetry.
 116ยฐ 
Jimmy silker
When the wind gets all Omen like
When Gregory Peck
Takes Lee  Remick
For his wife
Then the jackels
Offer an way out
David Warner
Takes the lead
Until
He gets his head cut off
And the press proclaim that
That was
The video nasty
Funny
Till we
Go all normioplasty.
 98ยฐ 
Talon Robinson
Why cant I stop?
I fear
to have you
in my head.
I don't want you to leave,
Please dont go!
No worries, because
You wont,
No, on purpose mind you...
Just things remind me
of you.
And then you are stuck...
But no I shouldnt
no I really cant!
I need to get over you but,
I fear you,
flying too far away
I couldn't get myself to write with more detail hopefully there will be a follow-up :)
 89ยฐ 
kohu
my old bandage
soft, frayed edges,
threadbare, worn thin
by restless hands, restless nights,

maroon patches
like cowhide on cotton,
each stain a quiet record
of battles no one saw

years of ache
woven into its threads,
dried blood stiff
like a childhood teddy
clutched too hard,

and still โ€“
i rinse it gently,
silent and thinking,
afraid the water
will wash away
what held me together
 88ยฐ 
Ciara
What does courage mean
when you can't say
the words you mean?

What does clarity mean
when you don't mean
the words you say?

Did you say anything at all?
Nothing you didnโ€™t already know โ€”
at least, thatโ€™s what they say.

โ€œDonโ€™t question and answer yourself,โ€
they warn.
โ€œItโ€™s just circles
with tangents
that promise escape
but never really leave the center.โ€

Labyrinth.
Nature of madness.

I think my own reason is flawed
to make sense.

Blinded
by the light of the moment โ€”
so yes,
I can say
itโ€™s dark inside.
 82ยฐ 
silvervi
We never know how what we are experiencing now might help us in the future. Every experience is valid and may be useful. Let's embrace everything and trust.
Trust in life. Looking back I realize how much I have learned even though I labelled certain experiences a failure or a waste of time in the past.
 81ยฐ 
Elizabeth Kelly
Today,
there was pain
and work
and realization.

Tomorrow will be the same.

Iโ€™ll allocate any deviation
to be microwaved into tea or stew
and consumed by a select few.

The contents of my self
are delicate and subject to change,
are easily manipulated and fragile and strange.

So I lay it all out
And walk away.
Tomorrow is another day.
This is the only corner I feel comfortable enough to stay messy, throw it all at the wall and see what sticks.
 80ยฐ 
Sophie d'Arbouville
Eh bien ! que fais-tu donc, รด Mรฉmoire infidรจle ?
Tu ne sais plus ces vers, poรฉsie immortelle,
Consacrรฉs par la gloire et redits en tous lieux !
Ces sublimes accents au rythme harmonieux,
Oรน d'un poรจte aimรฉ le gรฉnie รฉtincelle,
Mรฉmoire, que fuis-tu, si tu ne les retiens ?
ยซ Je me souviens !

ยซ Mais, passant ร  travers les grands bruits de la terre,
Qui doit se souvenir, hรฉlas ! a trop ร  faire.
Contre moi, chaque jour, combat l'oubli jaloux :
Je ne puis tout garder, et je choisis pour vous.
Du rayon qui donna la plus fraรฎche lumiรจre,
D'un suave parfum, de sons รฉoliens,
Je me souviens.

ยซ Souvent, abandonnant au burin de l'histoire,
Tout ce qui tient en main le sceptre de la gloire,
Je laisse ร  tout hasard, au ****, errer mes pas,
Dans des sentiers obscurs oรน l'on chante tout bas.
Plus attentive alors, moi, pauvre humble Mรฉmoire,
D'espoirs, de doux pensers, rรชves aรฉriens,
Je me souviens.

ยซ Si parfois un ami, triste et rempli d'alarme,
Vient chercher prรจs de vous quelque espoir qui le charme ;
Sa main dans votre main, quand s'entr'ouvre son cล“ur,
- Le cล“ur, qui sait si bien parler de la douleur ! -
Du mal de votre ami, d'un regard, d'une larme,
De tout ce qui s'รฉchappe en vos longs entretiens,
Je me souviens.

ยซ ร€ tout ce qui gรฉmit et pleure dans la vie,
Je prรชte, en cheminant, une oreille attendrie ;
J'รฉcoute mieux encor ceux qui ne parlent plus,
Les amis d'autrefois au tombeau descendus :
Je fais revivre en moi l'รขme qui s'est enfuie ;
Des nล“uds qui sont rompus rattachant les liens,
Je me souviens !

ยซ Assez d'autres sans moi garderont souvenance
De ces vers tant aimรฉs ; qu'importe mon silence !
Quand la gloire a parlรฉ, mes soins sont superflus. ยป
- C'est bien ! je suis contente, et ne veux rien de plus
Si, n'oubliant jamais ni bonheur ni souffrance,
Lorsque je vois s'enfuir les plus chers de mes biens,
Tu te souviens !
 79ยฐ 
TheLees
Listen.
Stop not listening.

Iโ€™ve been tapped.
Sap bleeds.
It stings where sweetness lives.

Give me your ears.
Iโ€™ll torch โ€˜em to caramel.
I donโ€™t need your lips,
your yowls, your static.
But taste.

Just ******* syrup.

Your screech gnaws
at the stem of my melody.

Eat the fruit.
Chew the pit.
Dear reader, chew the pit.
 79ยฐ 
Dr Peter Lim
Please do, please judge me
I've never claimed infallibility
 79ยฐ 
badwords
Amid the clamor of self-assured minds,
Where the knowing parade their truths refined,
A quieter echo hums, profound and true:
The wisdom of those who confess, "I don't know."

Socrates walked where shadows spoke,
Challenging sages with questions that broke
The fragile veneer of their certain loreโ€”
Truth's light reveals we know far less, not more.

To claim "I know" is to build a wall,
A citadel guarding knowledge small.
Yet cracks appear where hubris reigns,
And truth escapes through humility's pains.

The unknowing few, with open eyes,
Gaze past the clouds of prideful lies.
They ask, they doubt, they sift, they weigh,
In search of dawn where night holds sway.

Euthyphro claims divinity's hand,
Yet falters when truths shift like sand.
Crito pleads for escape to the day,
But justice demands the law's heavy sway.

Phaedo weeps at the prisonโ€™s gate,
Yet Socrates drinks the hemlock of fate.
In questions that turn the soul to flame,
The unknowing walk a nobler aim.

To know is to cease, to doubt is to grow;
The river flows where the winds dare blow.
For wisdom, dear friends, begins to take flight
Not in the sun, but in yearning for light.
Another one spun in a mutual dialog.
 78ยฐ 
Shambhavi
Hello poetry says,
"To support this poem buy suns".
Dear hello poetry,
I don't even have money, to buy buns.
My parents gonna beat ****t out of me if i told them i want money for poetry๐Ÿฅฒ
 70ยฐ 
Akriti
Happy families, smiling,
enjoying time together,
atmosphere filled with their laughter.

And then -

in a moment of madness,
all silenced.

Bullets took over,
dead bodies lying all around.

Terror strikes the land
we call "Paradise on Earth."
 69ยฐ 
Michael Sean Maloney
the trees
the powerlines

and the crows
are all silhouetted

stone heavy
and tethered gray

we pull ourselves along
seeking the sun

or the stars
do you ever miss

your wild life?
washed in light

and rinsed in wind?
donโ€™t you wish

to hear your name
whispered once more

in the crashing waves?
๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—•๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฑ๐—ถ๐—ฑ ๐—ฅ๐—˜๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—ก๐—ง ๐—œ๐—ก ๐—ง๐—ข๐—ฅ๐— ๐—˜๐—ก๐—ง! ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—•๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐˜†? ๐——๐—ผ๐—ป'๐˜ ๐˜†๐—ผ๐˜‚ ๐—บ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—•๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐˜†? ๐—ก๐—ผ, ๐—ง๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐˜„๐—ฎ๐˜€ ๐—บ๐˜† ๐—ฏ๐˜‚๐—ฑ๐—ฑ๐˜† ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ. ๐—ช๐—ฒ ๐—ต๐—ฎ๐—ฑ ๐—ฏ๐—ฎ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€ ๐˜๐—ผ๐—ด๐—ฒ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ๐—ฟ, ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ณ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜€, ๐˜€๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ฒ ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ผ๐—ป๐—ฒ ๐—น๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ด, ๐˜€๐—ฒ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—น ๐˜„๐—ถ๐˜๐—ต ๐—ฝ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—บ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐—ป๐˜ ๐—ฏ๐—ถ๐—ธ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ถ ๐˜๐—ฎ๐—ป ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ฒ๐˜€.

 66ยฐ 
Peter Gerstenmaier
Just like that, outta the blue
I realize that no matter what I do
There'll never ever be another you
And it hurts like hell...
Btw, how great is Chet Baker??
 64ยฐ 
Zoe
I don't believe
in a god
that wouldn't
forgive
my sins
 63ยฐ 
Stardust
I have known you as far as my memory goes.
I have observed you, watched you growโ€”
As I did too.

But I wonder why we never talked,
โ€™Cause we never talked before,
Was all I could think back then.

And even now,
I think itโ€™s still the sameโ€”
โ€™Cause we never talked before,
And maybeโ€ฆ we never will.
I've been an introvert for as long as I can remember. This poem reflects on what could have beenโ€”how many connections I might have made if Iโ€™d just smiled and started a conversation. But that moment never arrived.
 62ยฐ 
ms hitt
legs cut
running no more

tongue taken
speaking no more

ears robbed
hearing no more

eyes blinded
seeing no more

kinte running
no more
 61ยฐ 
Yonah Jeong
It's a rainy day
the spring rain is pouring down
like a torrential downpour

and I'm driving

Drops of water
thick raindrops
tap on the front windshield

Wipers are working automatically
bouncing off grain size drops
left and right

I feel
crouch and wipe
unfallen drops on my face and arms.
 51ยฐ 
Hemendra
They tried to name meโ€”
as a kingโ€”
but I was long unmasked.

They raised their hands
to shape my crown,
but I had slipped the cast.

They sought to summonโ€”
call me godโ€”
but I had walked that path.

Their prayers fell through
a hollow sky,
too wide for awe to last
.
This poem explores the theme of transcendence beyond mortal titles and worship. The speaker, once revered as king or god, has moved past earthly recognition and divine roles. Attempts to crown or invoke them are futile, as they no longer belong to the world of form, faith, or identity. Itโ€™s a meditation on detachment, the impermanence of power, and the silence that follows forgotten awe.
 51ยฐ 
BROKERSHEART
I fill the pages to cover up the guilt I feel,
I question to make me feel better,
I complain to weight my sorrow,
Do I deserve all of this?
The old broken poems regretted the hands that never held,
I live to save the name that gave me.

To bargain the loneliness ,
I sing a song of depression.
To perfect the insanity,
I labelled the smiles of grief.
But no matter, I still wrong the innocentโ€ฆ.
โ€œ the weight of unspoken painโ€œ
 51ยฐ 
Libelle Marcellus
People always ask:
If you were in a room
filled with everyone youโ€™ve ever known,
whoโ€™s the first person
you would walk up to?

But I wouldnโ€™t walk to anyone.
Iโ€™d stay right where I amโ€”
and let them come to me.
Be your own first choice.
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