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  Jun 2015 Carlique King
Lauren Leal
My poems are the life of me
They are who I choose to be
and if you read them you will find
the keyhole view into my mind

You will be lost in rhymes
hearing the ticking and chimes
of my life translated into word
with nothing obscure or blurred

You will see my imagination
overworked with frustration
It's an art of the mind
Twisting and unraveling refined

If you read enough of them
You will find the gem
That will tie them all you see
At that moment, you will know I better than me.
My poems
  Jun 2015 Carlique King
Nicole Dawn
My grandma committed suicide
When I was six
I'm sure it was my fault
Was I not good enough?
Did I not meet your standards?

What did I do wrong?

My best friend
For seven years
Left me last year
For an unknown reason
Was I not kind enough?
Was I just too weird?

What did I do wrong?

Someone said I am stupid
Lazy
And dumb
Am I really?
Am I mentally ill,
Do you think?

What did I do wrong?

I don't know what I did
But it must have been me
It's always me

*What did I do wrong?
Carlique King Jun 2015
I thought i had already moved past this,
But apparently not.
That afternoon you messaged me
Saying how beautiful i looked and how much you've missed us.

My heart got so overwhelmed with emotions.
It felt all so strange to me; i was so confused and curious.
All those times i came back to you and repeatedly messaged you
And got shut down.

I wanted to know WHY!
But i pushed that question to the back of my mind.
The fact that you were there, made everything feel normal again.
Ha! How foolish of me to think that you were there to fix things.

Thats So Typical of You.
To come back when you see me doing better.
Saying all the right things, just to leave once again
Im so naive, i should've known  .

We all got that one person we would take back in a second
no matter how much they've hurt us
.
Being attached  *****.  Cant  get. Over that person , hoping one day we'll  get back together.
  Jun 2015 Carlique King
Hanna Kelley
girl: Why do you love me?
boy: why does the sun die every night for the moon?
girl: your so mushy and poetic, but it's cute
He's so terrible.
I want to hug him and love him
But he doesn't want me
So  I wait in silence

I don't want to want you
Please leave me alone ..
But you make me want you,
Then you leave me alone.
You're so terrible
But I like you,
I think.
I think I like you,
A lot.
I  hate the effect somebody can have on you especially if they don't care about no feelings but theirs .
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