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 Jul 2013 ashw
marina
every poem i was afraid
to write ended with
you.
(and even still, it's all i want)
 Jun 2013 ashw
Chris T
The Radio
 Jun 2013 ashw
Chris T
I turned the radio on
again for the first time
in months.
terrible thing,
to turn on the radio;
not the news,
not the music,
none of it
is any good.
I hate the radio.
And I hate that
I turned it on even
more but I was bored
in that silent car
with that silent person
and my thinking was
that it might
do some good
but I was wrong,
very wrong.
The host
was a bore
and the news
was dull
and the music
was repetitive
and dumb
and the callers
were worst,
stupid like their radios.
It's been minutes
since we left the car
and that torture instrument,
thank the gods.
I don't have anything against people who listen to the radio or that call the radio or that host a radio show. Um... I was having a bad time and the radio made it worst but look, a poem came out. Thanks radio. (2013)
 Jun 2013 ashw
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This Hurts
 Jun 2013 ashw
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This pain is so severe
it's affecting every nerve
in this back of mine, oh dear
I feel like I'm close to tears
this is hurting me
more than you'd think
behind my forced smile
is a mouth dying to scream
and behind my happy eyes
are eyes who are eager to cry.
© Natali Veronica 2013.
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