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Run away with me
at dusk
Let's drink boxed wine
and laugh together
over stupid memories
and forgotten friends

dancing in the London rain
i wanna go to london so bad ah
 Jan 2021
basil
no one salts my wounds like you
lemonjuice pouring from your eyes
your tongue dripping with expired syrup meant to fill me with ash and guilt

apologies bleed from the aching cuts you made
but you add another skeleton to the closet
and steal away the trusting stars in my eyes
blaming them too

i wish i could look at the sky, but all i see is smoke
from all my fires
you tried to put out with gasoline
worst part: if you read this, you won't even think it's about you
 Jan 2021
lua
i wanna be a fairy girl
with see through wings
so thin and frail
that glitter and flutter
jingling like a bell
humming bird girl
small sweet sounds
drink the nectar
from the flowers
nymph in the woods, deer girl
tree girl, mermaid
with magic in my veins
i wanna be a goddess girl
bow down
the sea licking at my feet
i wanna be.
 Jan 2021
S
A sunflower
Growing in a garden of roses
Searching for its home
Always wandering,
Alone.

A sunflower,
With auras of red,
White,
And yellow.
Hues entwined
In a weave so painfully mellow.

In a garden of roses,
Moving, growing, searching
A sunflower remains
Alone.
 Jan 2021
alexa
there are so many of you
that i would love to sit down with;
maybe over a milkshake and a plate of fries;
and just talk.
i want to ask you about the boy that hurt you,
about the anger you feel deep inside
over a father who said he’d come back...
and then didn’t.
i want to run with you through pages of words and say
β€œoh that’s right, what a lovely metaphor.”
i want to see all your smiling faces and
thank each and every one of you for showing me kindness,
for saving my life.
i want to collaborate on novels of poetry
and laugh with you through the tears of our pasts.
so until we sip those milkshakes and eat those fries...
thank you, to
some of the most beautiful people i have never met.
to all my HePo followers/friends/ fellow poets! you have all given me a beautiful escape from Life <3
 Jan 2021
ghost
Flowers still bloom
in graveyards
and maybe
thats why
I’ve always
known
trauma and pain
can't destroy
a beautiful soul
β€œI have a dream”
A dream buried so deep
Where the sun does not reach it, left to just weep
An American dream that grows in my mind
Such a foolish dream, I must laugh and sigh
β€œI have a dream”
No justice no peace
Give me Liberty, or give me death
The words that they sing
Ringing in my ears
Engraved in my brain
An American dream, now under its grave
β€œI have a dream”
To run away safe
From my angry lands, into the arms of the green lady
Who β€˜welcomes us all’
Oh what a lie that is
β€œI have a dream”
To go to sleep safe.
Without worrying about what others will say.
To get good grades and make something of my life
To build a new story, one that I like.
β€œI had a dream”
To live life fair
With equality everywhere
To follow what the wise fathers said
What they wrote on the papers and posted in my head
β€œI had a dream”
To change the world
To fix all that’s broken
A new system is born
But I know that here
Deep down in my heart
It’s just Quill and Ink
That’s writing it’s part
The ink may dry and be held up to see
But wounds still are fresh, the words won’t sink
school assignment

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