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A ten word poem? How hard is that to right?
I feel so lonely, like I'm not even supposed to be here.
I'm in the background of every photo.
No-one ever replies to me, and when they do it's only a basic one word answer.
I try to be happy but I get treated like I'm just everyone's plaything, only there when they need help, or feel lonely themselves.

My heart hurts, I just want to cry.
I want to be gone from this, but I don't want to die.
Technology doesn't work properly when I try to use it.
Girls that I like don't even bother, the only girls that do, are the girls that I'm not attracted to.

And I hate writing sad things, but I need to find a way to get it out.
I know I'll still feel lonely but maybe, just maybe, someone will tell me that they are going through the same....

I'm lonely and I'm sorry.
Sadness is but a drop of water in a lake of emotions
With Gaia as my mother
and some spirits as my guides
I have no worries.
They'll be with me forever
even when I die.
I agree
with what I see
I'll disagree with you
when you don't agree with me
The Universe is made up off Atoms.

Now tell me, how could something so small,
Create something so big?
You are bigger than you think
I'm in love with a girl from above
A poem is sacred.
A poem is life.
Each word is a paragraph
Each paragraph, A story.
A full stop is the end of the sentence,
not the poem.
The poem will go on
in the artist's mind.

But there is only so many stories you can tell with only a couple of words.
Appreciate that which you do have instead of that which you don't.
Dedicated to my friend: Abby Kenney
When you truly wake up,
you no longer need your dreams
Wake up as the boulder of light shines through the night,
the cold sharp air cutting into my dry dead skin,
I have finally awoken,
let the hunting begin.

Times have changed,
what once was so new is now decrepit and old,
The "ancient" ruins of the structures
that once stood so bold.

The world has changed,
yet I do not weep,
My hunger must be banished,
the hunger that builds up while I sleep.

I spy a young child playing on the street,
the offspring of the weak stalked by the offspring of the night,
No such human has ever escaped my sight.
They can't talk,
They can't eat like us,
They don't move like us.
They are small and weak.

They are a baby and they are like most of the animals that are slaughtered. Yet, you wouldn't **** a baby would you?
Behind a mask I see a face.
The mask is smiling but the face is crying.

Don't you worry, there's no need to cry.
I see the real you, and I want to make that mask a reality.
I woke up today with a new feeling in my brain,
a change in my heart.
I wasn't too sure,
but I felt today, I would start.

I thought to change the world with words,
these very words you read.
But I only just realized that to change the world,
being a better person is what I need.
I am light I am love
I am everything above
You've ever said to me

I am love, I am light
And yes, I know I'm right!

Be who you want to be,
Do what you want to do
Is it right?
Well, that's up to you!

After all, it's your choice in life,
You were born for special things,
And to get what you deserve
Is the motivation that you must strive for!

Be who you want to be
Do what you want to do
Is it right?
Well, that's up to you!
I awake, the night is bright.
The air is cold and clear.
I am a stalker of the dark,
Looking for my next victim to bite.
The rusted hinges of those broken doors,
The broken cages that fall apart.
No one to see, No one to hear,
The moment my heart thudded then stopped
When you disappeared.
I wish I was a little boy again, because skinned knees are easier to fix than a broken heart
My friend Ashton wrote this on Facebook and I liked it so I decided to share it :)
Seriously? What is your problem!?
Every day I am nice,
I smile and laugh.
If you were upset, I'd come and help you out.

But everyday I wake up and I'm in a good mood
But by night, I can't sleep because of the constant stress you put me through!

My own friends,
My anger is boiling up inside of me
Eventually, one day, I'm going to snap!!
And bye bye Mr nice guy!

So *******! Fly away!
I'm not putting up with this for another day!
I might not show my anger, but there is a different side to me.
And believe me, this isn't a side you want to see!
My mind is a prison of ideas.
But they aren't held captive there.

I let them out on paper.
She may be fragile, she may be small
but my care for her is bigger than she is
When you feel like no-one else cares, care fir yourself
Alone on an island with nowhere to go.
Cast away from the world by a shipwrecked boat.
The water of the ocean laps over my feet and the white sand beach.
Wind blows through my long thick hair as I sit alone.

10 months it has been since I last saw my mother.
9 months it has been since I last saw my wife.
She vanished into the murky waters that very night.
I am here, alone and stranded.

Most days I gaze out on the horizon just planning out my days.
I miss civilisation much although my memory of it has faded.
The sun glimmers in the warm and blue clear sky.
I look back on my life and I am sorry for the bad things I have done.

I'm sorry for the people I hurt.
I'm sorry to the wife I lost.
I'm sorry to my mother who grieves my death.
But maybe, it is for the best.
You are me, I am you
being so connected to all
that when I look in the mirror
I see the universe
looking back at me
The rage, the fury, the wrath that sharply speeds around.
My Chest, My arms, the pit of my stomach.
My mouth is downturned and angry.
My eyes washed with red and black.
Fists clenched and heavy breathing.
You think I am weak? Because I don't fight? Because I don't like violence? Because I am just the "Nice Guy"!? Is that it??

Well, I have 3 words for all of you who have put me through crap and ruined my life...

**I've finally snapped.
We may be old and grey,
We may be gone any day,
But with you by my side,
Our souls will dance the sorrow away
I am the night
I am cold and dark
I smother all I see and hear
you are my prey and I am a shark.

I am the moon
a bringer of trances
an absolute boulder of might
I ponder your chances.

I am the stars
seemingly small and bright
I am plentiful and always here
in the darkness we are both separate
and tight.

I am the land
solid and hard I am
I am the world
you are destroying me
your reason I demand.
Shrouded in darkness
I can't escape.
So devoid of care
and lost in black.

This could be my last breath
it could be my last day.
One final wish
don't let them take my heart away.

Help me.
Will things get easier?
It depends on you.
Will you try harder?
It isn't me,
he just looks like me.
And even though he looks like me,
He doesn't act like me.

His mind isn't a meadow like mine.
His is a dry, dark and dead forest.
His eyes aren't brown like mine are.
The iris is big and the eyes are dark beige.

His hands are clenched and his teeth are grinding.
His mouth is snarling
His eyes, hollow and blank eyes, stare out from my skull.
It isn't me, it's just my doppleganger
How do you expect the unexpected?
Once you expect the unexpected, the unexpected becomes expected?
Facebook, oh Facebook, the addiction of so many but wanted by very few.

Facebook, oh Facebook, the place that's so hard to show feelings as I am judged for my fights and ignored of my achievements.

Facebook, oh Facebook, you used to be a trend but now...You're wrongly used.

Facebook, oh Facebook, I do not hate you in fact...I love you!

Now that I've said this, may I have some free credits for games and more likes on my pictures? ;)
Hands touch,
lips are dry,
our bodies touch,
warm and smooth
like satin on skin.

Faces glowing,
cheeks are red,
hearts beat as one
a harmony of one another.

Our eyes meet
adrenaline pumps through our veins.
Stroking the skin
feeling small flips in my stomach
electric impulses pulse through our bodies.

We kiss,
the moment is magic.
The world stops for us
but we don't notice
our minds are focused.

Remember, how we met?
You used to be my best friend,
but this is better, this is bliss.
With feelings like this,
our love for each other will never end
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Those flowers are beautiful
but not as perfect as you
When dawn breaks the sky,
I wish to fly.
Fly from the evil, the neglect, the abuse,
But with no actual escape,
What's the use?
She's perfect.
Small and comfortable,
Like a cushion
You just have to hug.

Her eyes light when she smiles,
Brown eyes that **** in my very spirit.
I promise myself to make her smile,
Her eyes remind me of leaves in the autumn wind.

Her laughter could put the sun, in all of it's brilliance, to shame.
Her body is beautiful,
Enough to make the ocean weep.

When I am around her,
No other girls even compare,
I am with who I am happy with.
Happy where I am.

I'm not in love,
I just like her a lot.
Well, that's what she thinks
One night, when the stars are bright,
I'll tell her my true thoughts
And hope that they are returned.
Good morning!

The day is great!
The sun is out!

Meet up with a mate,
Meet up with some friends!

Your room is lit by sunlight!
And you had a great sleep last night!

So do what everyone else does!
Close your curtains and go back to sleep,
It's too early for you.
Heart pounding,
Legs aching.
Pulse beats
Eyes close.

Breath quickens,
Lungs breaking their cage,
Mind is blank,
Excitement builds.*

I went on a run today, it was pretty good.
"Hello!"
"Hi!"

"What is?"
"The sky"

"What about it?"
"It's high!"

"Oh, hello!"

Yes, this poem is quite confusing...
But then again, so am I!
If you get this then I already like you
Her eyes speak kind words,
words of love and passion.
Her lips, peach pink, stay shut,
I only listen to her eyes.

The windows are open,
a beautiful scenery can be seen.
A soul behind the windows.
A soul seemingly made of dreams.

Her body is not slim.
Her face without make-up.
She may not be amazing to you,
but to me,
she is perfection.
I am Anger.
My soul is a storm,
a tsunami of rage.
My mind is blank.
My eyes are black.
The heart is a bomb
ready to explode.

I am Sadness.
My soul is a lake,
a large pond of stillness.
My mind is busy.
My eyes are blue.
The heart is an empty bottle
ready to break.

I am Fear.
My soul is the night,
a ghoul of darkness.
My mind is everlasting
My eyes are there, yet hollow.
The heart is the earth
crumbling under me.

I am Happiness.
My soul is the sun,
a ball of fortune.
My mind is free
My eyes are bright.
The heart is a drum
beating to the sound of my laughter.

I am love.
My soul is flower,
a plant in blossom.
My mind is racing
Eyes are distant.
The heart is a jewel
shining through my skin.

I am Emotion.
My soul is the universe,
a vast opening of many things.
My mind is awake
My eyes are full.
The heart is a meteor
ready to change it's direction.
A poem to signify the way I feel I can express my feelings.
I am no poet, yet I write poems.
I am no writer, yet I write stories.
I am no hippy, yet I believe in world peace.
I am no politician, yet I have my opinions.
I am no god, yet I create.
Earlier on, I asked for an Ascended Master to show themselves to me,
In truthfulness I expected to see one in a human way, but I didn't.

Instead, I looked up and saw the world clear.
The sun was brighter, the plants were alive!
The sky was still, bright and blue with the clouds scattered over it.
The trees were tall, solid and tough.
Everything was so sharp.

My eyes must have been blurry all this time,
but now my eyes were 100%.
I was awake.
I tried,
Tried to hide,
I'm so sorry that I lied.
I sighed
Then I cried
But that was before my tears dried,
Before I died
Shut up, stop shouting!!
You're ranting blocks up my ears and thumps my brain.

Stop shouting!!
You're harsh words blacken the walls around you, I see nothing but bones and rust.
Your voice is like barbed wire and your eyes are that of a demon
Demanding me to impale myself with the blade but I won't do it!!

I won't.
I won't.

Shut up!!!
I beg you to stop. Your demanding too much!!
I'm strong in my mind, I'm sure,
You can't hurt me.

He can't!
I can't!
He can't hurt me!

It's been 72 days, 23 hours, 17 minutes and 35 seconds now and you still won't go away.
Maybe there's only way to end it but I can't!

I can't!
I won't!
I.....
Please read my poem "The Doctor" before/after this to understand it.
I see your face,
Pale and white in the moonlight.
I look at the stars,
The stars that shine in your eyes.

The air is thick and solid,
Yet soft and smooth.
I feel paralysed,
Although all I really want to do is move...
Closer to you.

My stomach is flipping,
My heart has stopped.
I'll admit my mind is scared,
But my body begs for you.

We can be together,
I know we can.
Just come a little closer,
I'll prove that I'm your man
I've never had a girlfriend,
never had a job,
Never had a home to call my own,
Never been to the pub.

I have friends,
I have an education,
I have shelter,
I am healthy.

I've never been famous,
never been popular,
never been wealthy,
never drove a car.

I have time to myself,
I know who I can trust,
money means more to me,
I am fitter.

Yes, there are negatives in life.
But positives are there as well.
They may not be as clear.
But if you search, you will find.
Legs burning,
Waist turning.
Arms swinging,
Mind is singing.

Eyes determined,
Motivated and deserving.

Sweat pouring,
But it's pouring for your hard work.

Keep running,
Don't stop now,
Just a little distance left!
Keep running.
I am the day
I am warm and bright
I love all I see and hear
always strive away from a fight.

I am the sun
a giver of light
an absolute ball of brilliance
I see all in my sight.

I am the sky
smooth and blue
I am big and vast
but I am always here for you

I am the water
clear and light I am
I cover the world
you are my child
I am your mam.
Mam- Northern word for mother
We could die tomorrow with regret in our heart, or we could live today and fill it with joy.
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