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 May 2013 SeaChel
marina
i haven't believed
in anything
like i believe
in you
i have spent all day avoiding studying for my algebra and re-falling in love with arthur darvill.
 May 2013 SeaChel
breezeblocks
3 am
 May 2013 SeaChel
breezeblocks
i tried to write about how
the flowers craved the warmth
from the sun,
but somehow i ended up
writing about
you

to me, the world doesn't
spin in your absence,
and when you leave
the sky becomes just a
little bit darker

your voice would, always,
be my favorite soundtrack
i hope you never fall,
you never feel pain

you are an addiction,
i'm afraid too much of you
would be an
unhealthy overdose

i hope you never think of me
as much as i think
about waking up
next to you at 3am
 May 2013 SeaChel
NinaMarie
There's one day in a month
When the sky is very dark
And with it comes the shadows of humanity
But we'd be lucky to have wars last only one night
Shrouded in blackness, we are the horrors that cause nightmares

The crescent, with its sliver of paleness
It is the overpowering hand of discrimination
Destruction comes in many different forms
Curved like a scythe and sharp at the tips
Oddly shaped, we are those who judge so wrongly

The moon in its first quarter shows more than good and evil
It houses purity and serenity in white
But the other half is black with invinsibilty and unkindness
It is split in half like a heart torn between two decisions
Opposite colors, we are the creators of love and hate

Brighter and bigger the gibbous moon is ignorance
The incomplete light is a lack of awareness to global conflicts
Poverty is ignored and wars happen "some place else"
Drugs and abuse are only scenes from dramatic movies
Partially dark, we are those who don't live for the benefit of others

But when the moon is at its fullest, its brightest
We can see our world completely out of the darkness
With no black to shield our eyes we see the truth
Reality hits our senses and we long for forgiveness
Illumination, we are those who regret our mistakes
Prompt: Compare the cruelties of humanity to an element of nature.
 May 2013 SeaChel
madeline may
I've found that the saddest people are the most eloquent poets
so it's okay that your phrases don't flow quite right
and that you use words that don't really fit
because the day your childish scrawl matures
will be the day I know you're gone
 May 2013 SeaChel
madeline may
stars
 May 2013 SeaChel
madeline may
you said you were the man
who fell in love with a star
and you couldn't understand how
a mere mortal
could fall in love with something so far away

maybe I am a star
but stars have no substance
I am nothing but chemicals
so big, so bright
so distant, so empty

here I am, adrift in orbit
of a black hole
of illness and self destruction
dark, haunting
waiting to **** me in

you wonder how insignificant you must be
to all of us above
but I think you look quite
enormous
and it makes me feel small

don't come closer, dear
or you'll burn
and if you wait long enough
maybe it'll be time for me
to burn up, too
you were right about one thing, though
a man cannot love something so far away
and you cannot love me.
inspired by unfinished poetry I found on your phone.
 May 2013 SeaChel
Daniel Magner
I've gotten so good at being alone
now it's a great time on the couch
surfing the web on my phone
singing with a wide mouth
letting random melodies pour out
throw in a shout or a laugh
chilling with myself like a *******
but it's fun, acting exactly how I
want to act, patting my own back
I'm glad I didn't let myself as a best friend
slip through the cracks.
© Daniel Magner 2013
 May 2013 SeaChel
DieingEmbers
Breakfast in bed
is all about
the spread
and

taste
 May 2013 SeaChel
DieingEmbers
Let's exchange our pillows...

to share
in one anothers

dreams.
 May 2013 SeaChel
Morgan
I'm not a poet. I'm just a writer trying
to find a place to rest my pen
somewhere between the sonnets
and the story books

The ink runs dry and the pages
o v e r f l o w
but from which end,
I just don't know
 May 2013 SeaChel
brooke
I have never changed
willingly for anyone,
(not that I wouldn't, if
the right person came
along) and I've never
asked anyone to change
for me, they usually just
do. Each time I am filled
with hope--what if he is
the one? I am continually
let down. As a reminder,
those who say they will
change for you, never
really want to. of course
they would prefer if you just
acted like them. Because that
is so much easier.
(c) Brooke Otto
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