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Jun 2014 · 2.7k
search engine poetry #1
anony Jun 2014
maybe we are meant to meet the wrong people;
maybe we weren’t mean to be.
maybe we’re just satellites;
maybe reality is just made up of me.
maybe i am the lucky one;
maybe my heart is just numb to you.
maybe we’re nothing and my love is hatred.
maybe you'll leave me alone.
to the previous.
Feb 2014 · 478
you'll catch a fly
anony Feb 2014
define, for me, truth
of the absolute variety,
and then maybe
i will reconsider
my moral standings.
(in the meantime)
do not speak on
what you do not know.
open your mind!
to let new ideas flood it
like a house in a valley
after a torrential downpour.
you say "you won't get far
with THAT attitude"-
and to that i say
i'll be flying a mile high
while you watch from below;
eyes wide with shock,
jaw open on the ***** ground.
tell me,
how does that taste?
Feb 2014 · 5.1k
anony Feb 2014
whatever happened to communication?
i'm trying to speak to you
wanting to get through to you
and what do you do?
ignore me.
that hurts.
maybe it isn't intentional,
and i know i'm overly-emotional,
but don't put me on the sidelines when i speak to you,
not in the middle of a conversation i'm trying to have with you.
when i'm trying to help you, trying to have you...
i just feel so ignored.
i just feel so...
lonely when you don't speak to me.
it's a lack of communication causing separation
and it makes me feel like my life's wasted
when all you do is forget me here.
well... it's all i can do to say i love you
and that i hope you come back, i really do,
and i'm doing all that there is to do
to get you here, to be closer to you.
that's what i'm trying to do
through this lack of communication.
Jan 2014 · 364
one too many
anony Jan 2014
i don't want your traditions
to tell me what i cannot do.
i can make my own decisions;
if you love me, you'll trust me, too.
i don't want your religion
to keep me from what i feel's true.
what a terrible affliction,
to be blinded by virtue.

i've gambled away my heart one too many times.
i've trusted the waves of chance one too many times.
i've tried to right my wrongs one too many times.
oh, i've tried to live a perfect life one too many times.

oh, how i've tried, tried to be accepted.
but instead, my effort, you've rejected.
i don't even know why, oh why,
i even tried one too many times.

one too many times, oh,
one too many times.
one too many times.
to society and organized religion. bam. possible song.
Jan 2014 · 578
release me
anony Jan 2014
i'm green with envy toward the trees
of a dark, deep, peaceful forest
who grow and blossom and lose their leaves
and lay themselves to rest.
i'm jealous of the wildflowers,
so young and free and infinite,
who sprout and bloom in the midst of June,
as if there's nothing to it.

release me,
release me,
set wild my dreams
and release me.
open up my eyes to see
the adventure right in front of me
and release me.

whipping winds,
warm sunbeams,
everything just as it seems.
hearts full of love,
working through fear,
you with me, my dear.
for my soul. also potential song.
Dec 2013 · 415
release me
anony Dec 2013
release me, you son of the earth and of the sins and the guilt of my past.
i can't bear to speak or to look at you.
and i'm no longer stuck on you.
all i wanted was for you to come to me.
all i wanted was for you to love me like i loved you once.
but no more.
there is still a twinge of a spark in my soul,
but you're already quick to put it out.
anony Dec 2013
why did
a high school senior,
get diagnosed with
stage four
bone cancer
that's spreading
to his lungs?
tell me the answer
and i'll tell you
it's ridiculous
and unfair
and difficult
to comprehend.
leave me alone
while i sulk
and prepare
to lose him:
my old debate partner,
my old friend.
why is the question
without answer.
Nov 2013 · 342
before the canyon
anony Nov 2013
the edge is near, my toes hang off the side;
one sudden movement will cause me to slide
to the bottom of the canyon i stand before now.

but i want to fall hard onto the ground
because then maybe the gross cracking sound
will wake me up to see the good in me.

standing at the doorway of common death
i realize the precious value of each breath
and how much it all really means.
Oct 2013 · 301
forget me
anony Oct 2013
forget my existence another night.
i am just a shadow to you.
i don't exist to you.
i am nothing.
Oct 2013 · 408
the cave
anony Oct 2013

there is darkness, and i am trapped within it;
i am in shadows, bound, and cannot escape it,
although i wish i could forsake it.
my pain, my guilt, my shame
all bind me down and shackle me
to the walls of my lonely sinner's heart-
my cave.
although i wish i could forsake it,
i am in shadows, bound- a slave!
and i cannot escape it.
there is darkness, and i am trapped within it.


take the chains from my hands and feet;
take the agony and darkness of my sin
and let me crawl out of my cave-
the cave of my past and of my transgressions...
i must escape and hold onto hope,
i must run out of my prison
and find strength in the burning pain of sunlight.
in these broken chains, my heart will be set free.


do what you want to me!
nothing you can do or say can make me move,
move back into the bindings of my guilt and shame;
those feelings i know too well.
i will live my life in the light,
no matter how burning bright,
i'll hold on in the darkest night!
i will live my life as it's meant to be.
derived from mumford and sons' "the cave", as well as plato's "allegory of the cave". written for a high school concert.
Oct 2013 · 431
to my father
anony Oct 2013
in the dark my value haunts me.
"you're a worthless failure",
"you're never going to amount to much"-
those words attack on repeat
and are only calmed by a lover's touch.
but why don't you drive your daggers deeper
and reduce me down to a thoughtless weeper
who feels nothing but despair and deep, deep anger?
all from words from the one i call "father".
don't you see what you're doing?
don't keep coming for me, don't keep pursuing
me as your daughter! i know why i'm running
away from all the pain that you're causing.
don't try to repair it,
your damage is done,
and i'm gone...
Oct 2013 · 1.2k
anony Oct 2013
do you know the feeling you get when you're hiding,
when you're alone in the darkness of
a closet or
under your bed or
behind a door or
in a bush?
i get that sense- of loneliness, fear, constant held breath-
every time i wake,
every time i see people,
every time i hear whispers,
every time i feel wandering eyes.
i feel like i am searched with every step in the open
for guilt and abnormality
but i am not.
or am i?
i don't know and i want to know
what people think of me.
if they hate me,
if they love me,
why won't they just come out and tell me
the honest to god truth!?
it drives me insane.
and so i'll just keep hiding.
Oct 2013 · 307
where will i go?
anony Oct 2013
i often wonder what its like to be dead
and which direction my spirit would go.
would i journey to hell, and would there be flames?
or would it be dark, or icy as snow?
or perhaps i'd go to heaven post-death
to breathe eternal happiness in with each breath.
and maybe i'll go to that "purgatory" place
and end up being a pointless waste of space.
and there's the possibility i'll cease to exist,
which allows me to cross religion off the list.
Oct 2013 · 1.4k
to my future children
anony Oct 2013
don't make the same mistakes i have made,
don't follow in my stupidity and naive behavior!
be stronger than i, because i'd do anything to trade
those memories and my dire need for a savior.
hold yourself together, dear, don't walk my walk.
let your actions follow the direction of this talk.

you will not fall apart, dear child of my love,
even though you feel pain, doesn't make you broken.
no doubt in my mind, you're a miracle from above,
so stay strong! take this poem as my token
of how much i love you- you being apart of me-
you will make it, i promise, it gets better, you'll see.
for my future children. don't be like me.
Oct 2013 · 324
anony Oct 2013
history can be a mystery
to those who do not know it,
and, thus, our decisions are
made in ignorance, and we
repeat it,
repeat it,
repeat it...
Oct 2013 · 929
autumn mornings
anony Oct 2013
light fixtures hanging down by a single wire,
a single lightbulb adorning the end.
large, gray and brown tiles checkered beneath my feet.
inviting leather arm chairs
caressing inviting cellular people
glued to their books or cellular phones.
warm, minty walls and a cool breeze through the door-
the chill of autumn-
so comforting.

older, disgruntled, bearded men- most likely freelance writers?
and soccer moms in yoga pants coming in for their six dollar lattes.
not to mention the elderly ladies here for coffee and book club...
the college student in a sweatshirt and jeans, fixated on typing-
two espressos in hand.
the baristas- in plaid shirts or floral dresses or striped blouses-
busily taking orders, pressing buttons, pulling levers, calling out coffees.

and me.
sitting in my black cafe chair at my caramel cafe table
with my large, smooth coffee, drowned in cream, and
with my .5 pilot pen in hand, and
with my old notebook before me.
writing the autumn morning away.
Oct 2013 · 242
my dream
anony Oct 2013
i think i saw it in a dream,
walls of a room, bright and clean,
bringing me peace, bringing me happiness;
both of with, harder to get than they seem.
Oct 2013 · 444
a beautiful life
anony Oct 2013
i really want to live in the mountains,
where its cold year-round and
where there is snow.
i want to wear sweaters in june
and blue jeans in july
and feel mountain air run across my skin.
to feel the spirits in the mountains flow
as the seasons come and the seasons go.
where its cold year-round and
where there is snow.
a beautiful life in the mountains.
Oct 2013 · 189
for the answers
anony Oct 2013
why do we look for answers from
a god,
an idea,
a thing...?
maybe the answers to our questions
are all around us
in the sky,
in the earth,
in the wind.
look to the world around you and
to the people before you
for the answers,
the keys,
to life.
Oct 2013 · 225
my hell
anony Oct 2013
this life is hell,
it ain't swell-
don't tell me different
i know that full well.
Oct 2013 · 594
anony Oct 2013
you're haunting my sleep now.
how dare you infiltrate my last sanctuary?
my last escape, next to death,
is gone.
but i cannot die.
because of the words "you are loved".
your ghostly presence is being
murdered in my mind,
and you deserve, you... sadistic... *******...
stop haunting my sleep, NOW...
to cade. you know what you did, too.
Oct 2013 · 207
anony Oct 2013
"give it time and a flower will grow"?
too bad our flower died, buried beneath the snow.
i hate you, despise you, can't stand you!
get out of my life- we're done, we're through.
to my ex, thomas. you know what you did, you little ****. (yeah i feel strongly about this still)
Oct 2013 · 355
anony Oct 2013
why am i bound here?
why am i gagged here?
hard to breathe, hard to gasp.
suffocating. smothered.
Oct 2013 · 491
anony Oct 2013
i really love looking at you
and never get tired of it...
probably never will,
even on the bad days.
i just really, really,
love looking at you.
you're my paradise.
Oct 2013 · 341
give peace a chance
anony Oct 2013
what is with the obsessions
with worldly possessions
needless greed of the rich
that chokes out the wantless poor?
Oct 2013 · 1.9k
anony Oct 2013
be the antithesis of the controlled,
the judgemental and the rich-
full of pride with stuck up noses
whose loving souls seemed to have been sold.

find yourself refreshed and renewed,
filled with an unexplainable peace
that flows outward as love, kindness,
for a clean loving spirit should be pursued.
Oct 2013 · 191
anony Oct 2013
beauty is to be valued,
not hidden away
as some choose for it to be.
what a sad view of life
it is to have none,
or at least see none,
when really
beauty is everywhere.
Oct 2013 · 392
anony Oct 2013
one day i felt lost in silence,
unknowing of the good of the world;
i pushed everything away,
lost all control,
and stayed hidden in the dark.
i feel like i'm falling apart.

i let you come in, expecting a visit,
didn't know you'd want to stay.
but the distance between us,
it jabbed at my heart,
wasn't long before i knew
i wouldn't be falling apart.

who knew i'd fall in love
with you and everything about you?
who knew i'd have a happy ending
with you?
feels like i'm falling for you.
i won't let this fall apart.
Oct 2013 · 362
traveler's dream
anony Oct 2013
a traveler's life is what i require-
its all i want, all that i desire.
just open roads to drive across-
these things will quench my heart's fine.

i want to see the mountains, tall,
and the colors of the trees as seasons turn to fall
not to mention the far-reaching ocean shores-
all those places do, to me, call.

now wait a moment while i pack
and throw all my valuables in a sack
and beg you to come with me
to follow my dreams across every road or train track.
Oct 2013 · 474
night time
anony Oct 2013
of the greater and less lights, i prefer the lesser
for it masks my flaws and gives me comfort.
how? don't ask me- could be my wiring,
i'm merely a guesser.
the night somehow soothes me
like warm water over cold skin
or a hushed lullaby to a crying infant-
allow the dark to calm me.
sleep- irresistible- consumes me.
rest- so peaceful- heals me.
Oct 2013 · 627
my pen
anony Oct 2013
i like the way the ink rolls off my pen;
how it flows over the page
to form words that once used my mind as a cage.
Oct 2013 · 246
listen to me!
anony Oct 2013
i envy those who have gotten people to listen
to their voices, to their ideas,
to their poetry, to their pleas.
i can't help but feel as though i am screaming
at a wall, with no ears to hear me,
an empty room in which i am yelling-
dying for attention and recognition.
Oct 2013 · 295
the tenth month
anony Oct 2013
let the shadows rule and dry bones live;
dark creatures of the night, vampiric, give
light to the evil that is
the tenth month.
hide away, guard yourselves, your minds
for the darkness of your mind always finds
a way to haunt you,
to keep you up at night
in the tenth month.
Oct 2013 · 333
with eyes closed
anony Oct 2013
with eyes closed, i imagine a deep, dark forest...
with eyes closed, i picture dew on the leaves and
                             pine needles- the rocks, the ground.
with eyes closed, i can hear a creek whose water is
                             running, flowing, curving downstream.
with eyes closed, i feel so... empty...
with eyes closed, i try to imagine you.
Oct 2013 · 624
the seas
anony Oct 2013
the sea is wide open like the countryside;
blue waves replace green grass, and foam, the wildflowers.
the sky remained unchanged, though the wind was relentless,
each swell of deep blue water, a wild ride.
oh! how i craved the ocean air so fine!
the unfenced openness of the seas so free,
these waves that i could sail across forevermore-
there is no stopping me! no stop light nor sign.
maybe i'll stay here on the foamy swells forever
with nothing holding me back or tying me down,
and nothing keeping me from living my life's dream
of finding peace. i'll never go back... unless... you.. no, never!
finding peace- i'll sail the seven seas forever.
Oct 2013 · 334
anony Oct 2013
how am i smiling?
what did you do to me?
you've changed the chemicals
that were imbalanced in my mind,
you're the miracle i couldn't find,
to this disease passed on, biological.
somehow you've healed me
and i'm smiling!
Oct 2013 · 601
anony Oct 2013
i can picture it now!
you and me on a porch swing,
or me, the passenger when you're driving
with all the windows down.
lets do that someday,
just go for a drive.
and when the sun sets,
we'll find a quiet spot and blankets
and lower our voices to whispers...
whispers soft as fleece and cotton *****...
sweet nothings? no. sweet somethings.
i'm in love with you and your whispers...
Oct 2013 · 861
anony Oct 2013
let my hair grow long and spirit feel free.
i'd rather die than be kept inside,
let the shackles that bind me down leave me.

but what if i can't pull myself out to see
the life, the love i could have outside?
what if being chained- suffocated- is all i can be?

i refuse to let myself be anything but free.
i'll do it for you and let the pain subside.
lets live a life away from it all.. just you and me.
Oct 2013 · 293
don't want to leave
anony Oct 2013
do you ever just wake up and want to keep sleeping?
sleep through the day to avoid the pain and the weeping.
the blankets are so warm and the world so frozen;
frozen from the pain hidden in it, pain left unspoken.
no, i don't want to wake up yet, i'll just stay here,
curled up against you under the blankets all year.
Oct 2013 · 491
anony Oct 2013
somehow i find solace in my closet.
in the sweaters, shirts, and shoes.
its odd, really, how one could love
the objects which cover the body
and not the people which
cover ones soul.
i really like my clothes.
Oct 2013 · 403
anony Oct 2013
there was nothing but empty space
and a hole in my heart
larger than my heart, itself.

there was nothing but deep shadows
and an abyss in my soul
consuming everything nearby.

there was something.. but what to call it?
a spark over lighter fluid
lighting a flame i could never suppress.
my love
Sep 2013 · 899
a poem titled autumn
anony Sep 2013
beanies, boots, furs, and scarves, paired with soothing sounds of passing cars.
warm mugs of tea on the days dark and dreary- enough to forget the years' scars.
cool mountain air isn't really far, but the journey there's bound to make me weary.
oh how i long for it
Sep 2013 · 351
anony Sep 2013
i am becoming self aware of
my idiosyncrasies and of
the repetitive topics i write on and of
how when i can't think of
anything, i just write of
love, depression, winter, and of
how stressed and oppressed i feel.
my little self realization
Sep 2013 · 389
anony Sep 2013
words cannot adequately describe my love
for everything about you.
to auscultate your words, to draw you in-
i would consign all i had to.
disregarding and forsaking everything
is an easy thing to do
for you.
my love
Sep 2013 · 886
anony Sep 2013
why must you stress me, soceity?
not thin enough,
not hot enough,
not... enough
you force me into a mould,
one my spirit just can't hold,
and expect me to go down quietly.
and, to that, i say NO!
i will not go,
will not let society get the best of me.
take that, *******. told them!
Sep 2013 · 1.3k
anony Sep 2013
perfect melodies-
strumming, soothing, relaxing-
lull me, give me peace.
what a dream
Sep 2013 · 388
winter winds, killing me
anony Sep 2013
stronger winter winds force themselves past me,
past my bare, cold shoulders.
i try to ignore it, but fail to see-
see that it's slowly killing me-
the cold that's not only there physically,
but also the cold inside of me.
that cold which numbs me to all feeling,
which makes me want to stay sleeping,
which also makes me want to begin waking.
and i want you to wake me- warm me.
the touch of your fingertips against me- hold me,
hold me against you, revive me;
let my lips rest on yours, rectify me.
protect me from the winter winds,
the winds that force themselves into me.
i've tried to ignore it but now i see,
see that it's slowly killing me,
but you breathe and diffuse
new life and love and peace
and joy into me.
my metaphoric plea for help
Sep 2013 · 1.0k
anony Sep 2013
strumming- vibrations and friction-
friction against bare fingers,
callused from the repetitive motion,
creating sounds, gorgeous chords,
notes that speak of joy,
of sorrow, of.. beauty.
all from friction, vibrations,
inspired by the talented groups Joseph and Attic Wolves
Sep 2013 · 609
in the coffee house
anony Sep 2013
steamy mochas topped with foam,
lattes with caramel, chocolate, and hazelnut.
soaking up the shades of brown-
the walls, skintones, all within doors shut.
i let the scents of coffee beans and tea leaves
fill up my senses- breath drawn in deep-
released like soft wind against the trees.
the fumes, i could take in; this place in which i could fall asleep.
inspired by Black Dog Coffeehouse
Sep 2013 · 333
anony Sep 2013
my dreams have long moved on,
you are no longer in the center.
every thing i'd ever wanted,
every thought feels haunted.

haunted by your awful memory,
your dangerous smile pulling me in.
i can barely stand the thought of you,
of all we built up together, too.

i've moved on, i've found more;
more than you could ever give.
i have nothing left to leave,
he's the one, i believe.

no time for you to leave me hurt,
no time for you to damage me,
no time for your love at all,
no time to let myself fall.

there is no end to us,
to me, we never even started.
there is no goodbye to say,
i've disappeared, so go away.
based upon the song "wait" by m83
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