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 May 2013 hello
Eden Waldron
I thought I saw the future in your eyes, darling.
 May 2013 hello
Eden Waldron
Slip.
 May 2013 hello
Eden Waldron
What I would give to know what you were thinking.
To slip my way into your mind
and see myself from your eyes.
I want to know what you think when you look at me like you do.
What you feel when you blaze a trail down my arms with your fingertips.
I want to know you recurring dreams,
and nightmares alike.
If you feel as small as I do
when you look up at the night time sky.
I want to know where you go to get away from it all,
because I'd like to go there with you.
 May 2013 hello
Danielle Rose
The ants feasted upon the rotting fruit
As the Bluebirds soared high
Sweet Turtledoves and Monarch butterflies
could be seen in the fermenting toxicity
and I thumbed through the *******
curiously
In fear and breathless
With a sickening touch of insanity
 May 2013 hello
brooke
I had a dream
I was still trying
to outrun you,

what was that?
5th grade? I could
hear you behind

me, a thick breath
that got closer so
I ran faster, no

no, I cannot lose to
you again, I can't
be ugly, I can't

be alone on the playground
anymore, I can't be alone on
the swing-set, I can't go home
until this is done. No, Sierra, I
can't be the outcast again. I

can't beat you
can i? I just have

let go.
(c) Brooke Otto
 May 2013 hello
R
I'm yearning for your
Lips right now;
To be pushed up against
Mine.
I'm yearning for your
Lips right now;
To be kissing up and down my
Spine.
Not sure if done or not...
 May 2013 hello
R
You feel the need to
Make me feel okay.
Why?
I'm nothing.
 May 2013 hello
Micheal Wolf
Know what a kettle feels like inside as it boils?
I thought not
Know what it feels like to be wrapped in cling film?
No
Know what it feels like to be buried alive yet walking around?
I mean who could
Know what it feels like to want to just disappear?
She does
She knows
It's her everyday
You call it odd
Dr calls it bi polar
She calls it hell
For LW x
 May 2013 hello
K Balachandran
Don't ask
the echo
to shut up.
        You loose
        the right
        when you yell
        that aloud.
No need to bid,
echo to be quiet,
if you just do
what you ask for.
Adore silence
till light dawns.
"The profusion of sounds is  big distraction, creates mental aberration"
------Sankaracharya(8th cen Asetic and commentator )
 May 2013 hello
Tatiana
It is a beautiful world,
no matter how much it throws at you.
It does it to see how strong you are.
The world doesn't put more weight on your shoulders,
than you can take,
the world knows you can handle it,
and is pushing you to find that strength
to move forwards
on your own path.
The world wants you to live,
to find yourself,
along your journey,
and once you have found yourself,
you are no longer having your feet
taken out beneath you,
you have sturdy ground to stand on,
so you can combat those
horrendous
images,
words,
feelings,
people,
and your own darkness.
The world challenges you more than you would like,
and it makes you uncomfortable and unsure,
but when there is a time
when someone comes to you with a problem,
you can say,
"I've been there,
and I can help."
You can make a difference for someone else,
through the struggles the world
put you through,
and that makes this world
truly beautiful.
This is kind of the opposite of my other poem "What A Beautiful World" I just wanted to make another that showed that not everything is that bad, and there is a reason why bad things happen.
 May 2013 hello
Michael Grace
Baby*                              
Sweetie                
Pr­incess

Snake your way into my heart
With sweet nicknames
Make me drunk on it
All the lies I want to hear

Baby                        
Sweetie          
Princess

Snake your way in
Take what you want
Then leave without a peep
Quietly leave me to my memory

Baby                
Sweetie      
Princess

Depend on me
You promise
Depend on me
You couldn’t trust the last one
But you can trust me
You can… always trust me

Baby          
Sweetie    
Princess

Slithering in and slithering out
Charming and chasing and running away
Feeling and loving and changing your mind
And always naming me

Baby      
Sweetie  
Princess

Even as you can hear the tears falling down my face
And the angry fumes in my voice

Baby
Sweetie
Princess

I am not a princess
I am a queen
Passed down from many others before
I stand and breathe your  air
But I am not the same as you
I am no sweetie
No baby
I am a storm
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