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 Feb 2020
mikah
my heart is beating out of my chest, overflowing with emotion
you have no idea how you make me feel
and yet this is the seventh poem i've written about you
 Feb 2020
jude rigor
summer quietly creaks open the back door
slips from beneath your skin
records shattering
as you stare down from the
attic, living in
slow motion.
it's gone before you can
remember what warmth even is.
sadness warps an old yellow novel
you used to love, holding it close
as it twists and moans.
  now,
  rip the
  best chapter out
  because
  it belongs to
  you.
revision of old poem
 Feb 2020
chris
why is it that
the happiest of moments
usher in sudden fear?
 Feb 2020
a m a n d a
(intergalactic medium)

i’m pretty sure
   that the u n i v e r s e
is not what
we think
it is.
 Feb 2020
EmB
I am heartless,
watch my hips sway, calling you closer,
upturned eyes blue seas that can pull you in
then turn to gray storms.
Drown in my warmth, my embrace.
Let my siren’s voice beckon you
closer to the waterfall,
let you crash among the rocks and spray
as you fall in love
with me.
 Feb 2020
RLF RN
Let me love you - incessantly,
Like the earth revolving the sun.
So gentle and subtle,
in full awe of the galaxy.
As I am in awe -
of your gentle heart,
and subtle soul.

Let me love you - deeply,
As deep as the ocean.
For I was drowning,
and you saved me -
from the uncertainty, and
madness locked in this world.
You are my safe harbor.

Let me love you - profoundly,
as vehement as the wind.
For you are such -
a very precious being
that breathes,
the calm on the verge
of my storm.
You are my oasis.

Let me love you - closer,
Close enough for you
to feel the warmth of my arms
- arms that won't let you go
even if things go wrong,
to keep you safe in an infinite bliss
where peace and quiet reigns,
where contentment is viable.

Let me love you - a little more,
with the best version of myself
- devotedly, than I have ever
loved anyone else.
In every possible way, I could.
To do it again and again, I would.
Because deserving,
indeed you are.
An answered prayer,
oh yes you are.
 Feb 2020
Brandi R Lowry
Today I thought about suicide
And what my life means

Am I depressed?
Or is this just me?

I fantasized
About how much better
Everyone's lives
Would be

Without me here
To disrupt the flow

Without my unpredictable mood swings
And negative energy.

If I'm not here
They won't witness my decline
Or subconsciously follow suit.

But they wouldn't miss much

I'm always tired
Or in a bad mood.

Their good memories
Will outweigh the bad
If I just leave quietly.

Right?

Would the pain of losing me
Pale in comparison
To the pain of watching me
Fail so miserably?

Would death relieve my pain?
Or would I have to relive it
Again?

Maybe I am depressed.

Or maybe I just need a friend.
 Jan 2020
Ian Mackenzie
Next to me two young women sit,
In a tongue I do not know
they talk of unseen things

In their eyes I can see their love and in their faces I can feel the joy of sharing

I do not know of what they speak
But it will be tales of boys and love and youthful dreams

From time to time a familiar name is heard, Alessandro, David to name but two and when they speak they laugh and I can feel their joy

Despite not understanding
the language of love
And friendship rings out true
 Jan 2020
chris
it feels like we are always waiting for something.  waiting to date, waiting to drive, waiting to graduate, waiting to get a degree, waiting to get married, waiting to have children, waiting to be accepted.  in the middle of those waiting, we grow old, some of us wait so long to start living, to truly be happy on the inside, that before you know it, you are old and sitting in your rocking chair...
...waiting to die
.
abel korzeniowski - table for two
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