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 May 2016
Andrea Vasquez
I write to keep peace in my mind.
I write to keep my sanity stable.
I write for myself and no one else.
No I will not write you a story, or a poem, or any of the above.
I will not write for you just to get criticized by you.
I only write for myself.
I only write for my feelings.
I'm not sorry for typing all day and not socializing.
I'm not sorry for locking myself in my room and writing.
I'm just not sorry.
Forgive me for speaking my mind.
Forgive me for being "obsessed" with music.
Forgive me for not caring if you forgive me or not.
 May 2016
Syeda Shams Unnisa
It was when the sun had set
But before the moon was lit
She walked along the shore
A white bright **** gown she wore
Her hair covered her face
With hands swinging in the air
I watched her feet so delicate
But she walked on toes so beautiful
Gems kept hiding until the moon appeared
They raised above the waters
And lightened the shores
The girl picked some and made a crown
The sky came down
And she disappeared into the clouds...
 May 2016
Chameleon
I have been wanting to go see a psychic for awhile now.
I have a lot of questions, ones that I have spent years searching for answers.
And, I believe in the universe. So far.
And you must too.
How else do you explain us, except that the stars aligned perfectly.
 May 2016
sanctuary
I wanted to see your eyes,
the eyes that once shone like diamonds in the sun at the sight of me.
The ones I looked at and saw something more,
something beyond.

When I did,
In your eyes,
I found the answer as to why.

It broke a part of me,
Silently but oh so terribly

my hope,
my love,
my stars and moon

I could never finish my thoughts
But for you I would

I loved you with all
my heart,
my might,
my strength.

With body and soul,
with great modesty and devotion.

In a moment my heart broke to more fractions than it already is,
I lost you
Yet I still wonder if I really did have you to begin with

You have that part of me
I'm not sure I could get back

I'm drowning
And you're no longer there to anchor me to safety
 May 2016
ZT
Let me **** myself in poetry
The suicide thoughts that keeps haunting me
The misery that keeps drowning me
I will let it all out in this piece of poetry

I am starting to hate myself
I know I have the ability, for what it's worth
But I keep stumbling and falling
All by myself

I feel sorry to my parents
For they have provided me everything they could give
I feel sorry to God
For I know he had blessed me with so much more than I am worth

I know killing isn't the solution
But

I hate myself That I want to hurt it
Inflict pain and **** it.

But I know a lot of people still loves me
Caring and is waiting for me

So to let out my anger
Let me **** myself in this poetry
Yes, with this poem I have died.

I have killed myself in poetry,

Now I shall go back stronger, to face my reality.
Depressed but I feel loved. There is hope.
 May 2016
Isabella Watson
I talk all the time,
But that doesn't mean that I am heard.
Because much like the music you hear on the radio,
Words only have meaning
if there's someone to listen.

-i.w.
my words are not as poetic as music.
 May 2016
Isha R Vedantam
I.             

Created on the first day to separate,

the darkness from the light,

the brightest star bestowed by the gods

     II.             

All circle around it while

it forms the circle of life,

giving plenty reasons to our diverse seasons

  III.             

Don’t go too far because it gives life

Or too near, it will bring you

death in disguise

  IV.             

It’s the first thing blind sees

When he gets his sight

The fields, oceans, faces and the skies

    V.             

Sun has the power to change the form of water

and, ice making it flow

or disappear like smoke

  VI.             

We say goodnight as it departs,

Bidding the most stunning goodbye

Only to come again tomorrow

VII.             

Like a mother in the cold

Giving warmth to its children

The sun runs through the dusty fog reaching out for us

VIII.             

Flaunting its zillion hues the sun

Glows bright in the navy sky

Bringing an end to the day at twilight

  IX.             

Wake up call of the robin

Softly pinches our ears and making us wonder

Are they up to catch a worm or the warmth of the sun?

     X.             

Men will come and men will go

But the sun will exist endlessly

With its fire burning for eternity as in hell

  XI.             

The moon has its scars, the Saturn its rings

 the sun is a perfect sphere from

everywhere I look and admire

XII.             

Despite its distance, it can make

The oceans dance like a peacock

Its tune is the best song playing on the shore

XIII.             

Oh Sun! hiding behind the hills

I awe your beauty, power and might

We wait for you again, for the morning light
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