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 Jan 2013
CA Guilfoyle
Laughter like tears echoed
streaming down through canyons
her soul to look upon
rivers, mirrors
wings to fly
home
 Jan 2013
mads
drink to your teeth and sweat,
i'll drink to the bruises you built
pray to the flesh you tore
cigarette ashes settle on your eyes
You'll drown, you'll drown
this is your demise.

burns stay
and not all scars are my own.
every droplet of wine
spat in my face,
every knuckle
that broke a bone.
you let him leave.

but i made you watch,
i made you watch me walk away.
Writing doesn't come easy to me anymore, theres been a shift inside my brain and I can't seem to mend it. Enjoy I suppose.
 Jan 2013
K Balachandran
That alluring cloud, just a whiff of vapor
                      that slowly dissolves.
Night has only specks of light
             sprinkled in smoky darkness.
Life is a murky  lake with
              swirling undercurrents.
Love is the only boat,
      that would float and ferry us safe.
 Jan 2013
ipoet
Dance music,
Damp heat and talk,

Drifts to halcyon days of,
Seventies groove and Afro's ruffled,

In the political funk of,
Freedom fighters and platform shoes,

Cadillac language,
Smooth and languid,

Dripping off honey colored lips like,
Melting chocolate...

It's a card trick,
And we are mesmorised by,

Furtive glances,
Over fanned cards,

Fascinated by the sleight of hand,
And the afternoon light,

Our soft voices and loud giggles,
Caught in a trick of time,

Heavy with love and breakfast but,
One will not survive.
 Jan 2013
Olga Valerevna
It's 40 days
I haven't slept
I cannot seem
To find a bed
That tucks away
My soul's unrest
I wander on
A desert stretch
The sand removes
My saltiness
I'm dry and pale
These feet attest
And true fatigue
I'll reach still yet
To drink might quell
The emptiness
But fever plagues
My hollow chest
In seeking dreams
The stones collect
And I find hope
Inside my head
To carry on
I must ingest
The very thoughts
My mind has bred
 Jan 2013
Victoria Jennings
I really need you
But she
Needs you more
Go
And say goodbye
For me too.
 Jan 2013
shaqila
We met in poetry land where words abound like
Beaches with sand
It was moving, your profile, that made me glance
Your way a little while
Awkwardness succumbed to curiosity
Communications were established through technology
What seemed like quiet conversations,
Has now become heated discussions.
The intellectual discourses
Blossomed into discourses of a different kind
When hearts meet, is it not divine?
This beautiful love story has an end
The end as written in fairy tales, happily ever after
Happily can only be translated on earth
As joy mixed with laughter
And sadness mixed with tears
The ever after, of that, I’m sure
A thousand years have passed and
Still we are here
And so even if another thousand years should come
We will still be here
You and me, happily ever after!
 Jan 2013
JK Cabresos
We shared memories through the rain,
sharing pavements for every pain.
You cried for every moment I cried,
smiled for every moment I smiled.
You are my friend, my very best friend
who are there when I needed someone,
who makes me feel complete when I'm not
and stays even in the depths of my despair.

Suddenly, I fell apart that time I fell for you,
I'm scared, really scared of letting you go.
I tried to hide and just run away,
but it only lead me back to you.
I just couldn't even say each word
that was left hanging on my mind,
somehow, every little thing we shared together
was just close enough to make you mine.
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 Dec 2012
Rai
Pale reflections
Shadows that linger longer
New understandings
In an already muddled mind
Madness comes easy to the man
who holds the centre of the world in his palms
Before you turn from me
Without reason
Remember what you were doing here in the first place
Cry to release what you know you can not hold onto
You lie so sweetly
To your self you are only the fool at the edge
Hold me
For I am no stronger than the man you see in the mirror
And only when you accept yourself
Will I admit that you are the better part of me
 Dec 2012
Annemarie K
You don't know it yet but
I've lost my leaves.
While you keep
Yours evergreen.
Are they honest?
These thorns you throw.
They pierce my bark.
Some wounds bleed.
Some simply remain
Like memories
Or worries.
I think our veins should be entwined;
You are behind a clearing.
I notice your silhouette,
Your back against the light.
I am dropping my leaves at your stem,
Hoping you will embrace winter too.
The grass between us is scattered with
Flowers beneath the snow.
I wish I could gather them
To give to you.
But your thorns
Have me frozen.
I cannot breath.
For if I crack another will pierce me.
So lose your leaves!
Show your branches: thorns exposed.
I will embrace them and let the
Blood flow,
I will gather
The Crimson
In my heart.
My first attempt at writing a poem, any comments appreciated. :)
 Dec 2012
spysgrandson
I do not have a picture of you
except the gray one drifting in my head  
I will feebly tell the world about you
and your three walls
the grated window does allow the morning light  
to shine upon the graffiti prophets’ words
a scratched and scrolled novella
on the ancient cold bricks  
the indelible tales they tell
hang above the pocked porcelain pools  
where the unclean
were scrubbed by the unholy  
who thought them unworthy
of their sacred soil  
some would scream during the rituals
not at the pain of the brush
or the eye sting of the careless lye,
their rabid cries
came from the vacant eyes
of their captors
who did not see them
in their naked splendor,
speak their forgotten names
in the dead morning air, or  
even hear them,
when they cried to their gods for mercy,
to be released from their pestilent past
and to be made blind
to the servant’s silent suffering
only they could see
Inspired by another member's cover pic of a washroom in an old asylum--please view link for a powerful image  http://hellopoetry.com/-neurotica/
 Dec 2012
Babu kandula
ఏమైనా ఎంతైనా నువ్వేనా సర్వంగా  
రాగంలా సరాగంలా నాతో జంటగా
ఎప్పుడెప్పుడా అనిపించేలా ఆశగా
ఎదలో ఏదోలా సాగిపోయే కోరికలా
రవి చూడని రాతిరిలా
జాబిల్లికి తెలియని మంటలుగా
ఎదుటే ఉంటే ఆలోచనలే సూన్యంగా
రాబోయే కాలంలో కలలే నిజమయేనుగా
ఒక్కసారే ఒక్క చూపే కలిగెనే పులకింతలుగా
ఓ మాటే వదిలావంటే ఉన్న చోటే తేలిపోతానుగా
నీ మహిమే తెలిసింది నన్ను నేనే మరిచానే
నాలో నువ్వు నిండే పోయావే
నా మనసే నీ కానుకలా మారిపోయిందే
ఈ మాటలకే అర్ధం నా మనసే మనసే
దాన్ని చదివే తీరిక  ఉంటే చదివే చదివే
అద్దం పట్టేనే నీకోసం నా తపనే తపనే
took many days for the poems to write again.. will try to maintain my flow
 Dec 2012
One4u2nv
I had a vision once but I lost it twice on a dusty road heading nowhere real fast.
I saw something shiny on that dust filled road, so I bent down and picked it up, instantly cut myself on a piece of jagged trash.
  I cried as I stuck the palm of my hand to my mouth to lick the small bleeding spot. I should learn to quit picking up trash, and shiny things jagged or not.
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