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 Aug 2014 BP
Love
I think that
Writing a poem is hard.
Maybe not just
A few words
On a few lines
But a masterpiece
Of your soul
Transformed into words
Called a poem
That transformation is hard
But oh they say
Poetry is easy
Anyone can write a poem
But few can write it in
The ink
That their soul bleeds.
 Jul 2014 BP
Love
Starvation
 Jul 2014 BP
Love
Starvation feels like recovery
And food feels like relapse
 Jul 2014 BP
W Winchester
Solitude-
 Jul 2014 BP
W Winchester
Not a single material thing will ever
make me happy

Not even **love
Sorry for not updating. Life is hectic
 Jul 2014 BP
Juniper Deel
What if scars were black?
A deep and cold black.
We'd see all the pain
That people try to lack and conceal,
Sadness exposed.
And the world would know what it does to people.
 Jul 2014 BP
Richard Riddle
By Emily Riddle(age-9)


I just couldn't do without
my grandma's heart necklace -
It was a gift to me, although
she passed away when I was little.

It also holds all of my mad,
sad, and happy memories,
just like it is a part of me.
I wear it on very special occasions,
since it is so unique.

When I wear it close to my heart-
it makes me feel special.
That's why I would always
feel happy, or at least, a little joyful,
when I hold it to my chest-
to pretend my grandma is
still alive.

She was very important to me-
We did so much together,
and I miss her,
and the special times we shared.

I can feel her with me
when I wear it, or hold it,
close to me.

Without this prized possession,
all of my feelings
would be lost,
with my grandma, in the sky.

My heart necklace
means the world to me,
and I wouldn't change
anything about it.

People say
"jewelry is made
to look beautiful."

Well, I say,
It was made to be a
"Memory Holder!!"

copyright-Emily Riddle- October 15, 2013
My granddaughter Emily, wrote this essay as a class assignment for her 3rd Grade class. Originally in full page, essay form, I divided it into stanzas, and added some punctuation. Although there are some misspellings(two), I chose not to correct them, but to leave the content as it was written, in order to preserve the sincerity, and the innocence, with which it was written. Thank you, so much, Emily Riddle.
 Jul 2014 BP
Disaster Child
Sometimes, I still feel
As if I am in need of
A friend close by me
 Jul 2014 BP
paper boats
Recluse
 Jul 2014 BP
paper boats
I haven't written in a while,
Nothing worth calling poetry.
I haven't thought in awhile,
Nothing worth calling thoughts.....
Stop questioning life, it will drive you insane.
 Jul 2014 BP
rained-on parade
Just tell them
your poetry
is now for
someone else.
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