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 Jun 2015
aphrodite
try to remember how you felt before you met him.
Do you remember? Comment.
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 Jun 2015
Ofentse Tsie
i
i can tell
by the bags
under your eyes
that you cry
yourself to sleep
when it comes
dawn you hide
and cut your
wrists, so the
sun doesn’t kiss
you and make you
conscious
let’s make
love and shut
the world out
and embrace this
new feeling that
we ignite in each
other’s bodies
 Jun 2015
Ofentse Tsie
like my smile, our love was temporary.
 Jun 2015
Ofentse Tsie
***
she was hooked
on drugs
and i was dealing
with depression
i became her new addiction
and my *** was her fix
she always confided in me but the four walls knew her better
and one day i went hibernating
she cut herself and befriended
a noose which she used to degrade herself because the anchor was absent in her life
 Jun 2015
Draco Malfoy
This is a poem;
About a heartbreak.
But no, this is not a poem
about how boy meets girl,
and then fall in love.
nor a poem about how
the boy and the girl
fell out of love.

This is a poem;
about how when someone leave,
it takes a part of you.
big or small, still a part.
It will make you feel,
oh so incomplete.
It will leave you hollow;
which time can't fill.
 Jun 2015
Corset
Women should never
be allowed to shop
at the corner store,
where hot dogs, eggs, coffee
gas and scratch offs can be
bought all at the same time.

Inevitably, on a day she is
called to work for an hour
and a half shift, which means
it will take her twice as long
to get ready to work as it
will for her to be there.

This messes up the entire day
that she had planned for poetry
and pretending she does not need
or want a man to pump the gas and
inflate tires.

So she will go to the gas station
completely distraught that the
last 25 dollars before pay day and
her only day off till next week
will be completely ruined by
someone with a dental appointment.

That instead of eggs, hot dogs and coffee
that few dollars will be spent instead on
gas and scratch off's on the outside chance
that that last twenty five will mean she
will one day retire independent.

Hoping that there will not be any sparks
to blow her up as she spills gas all over
the station concrete, while she is furiously
scratching off the silver overlay of her
future.

Or maybe, sometimes we need a little "fuel"
occasionally. to keep us fighting, dreaming
and scratching for happiness, friendship or
for those things and people we need to
believe in.
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
She deserves better
Than an earthbound peasant
Like me,
Though I'll forever loveth her

She deserves a real king!!!
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
I wish god to taketh me soon
In a solitary room
Wherein I can't hurt others no more
Especially not mine muse,

Goodbye blue skies
Goodnight ivory moon
 Jun 2015
KEO
"you're a thief."
she exclaimed
the boy smiled,
a teasing wicked smile
"how?"
the girl huffed
"you stole."
"what did i steal?"
"you stole...
kisses
love
my heart
glances
thoughts
smiles
tears
hope
friendship
and everything
in between"
the girl mumbled
tears being to
***** her piercing
eyes
the boy nodded
"i guess i will
steal something else."
the girl cringed,
afraid of his answer
"what?"
"our relationship."
and he picked up
their relationship
and dropped it.
kisses vanished
love faded
a heart shattered
thoughts drifted off
glances evaporated
smiles cracked
tears fell
hope disappeared
a friendship expired
and everything
in between
dissolved.
this poem is about a boy breaking up with a girl if you couldn't tell :)
 Jun 2015
Tea
with every breath i took
my lungs filled with you;
and for every second that
your heart was closed to me
I taught myself how to breathe
again.
I lost all self respect waiting for you to come around
but I don't write about you anymore.
 Jun 2015
Lou Vinluan
A vulnerable heart got captured
In the middle of love war
Oblivious and lost
But eventually fell in love

The heart felt pain
Mourning for the lost
For the betrayal
The heart was broken

Before, it was once whole
Now it was shattered
Broken into pieces
But still live

Remembering the past
Trying to move on
Still mourning
The pain is still there

Blame the heart
For falling in love
The brain knew
But the heart denied

Now suffering from the pain
Wishing it to go away
Thinking of death
Wanting to be gone

Years passed by
The pain slowly fades
Memories are still there
But feeling numb and sad

Missing the old times
Didn't regret anything
But the heart ache
'Cause the heart's vulnerable
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