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 Nov 2021
Àŧùl
Today, I feel free,
Free to love you,
Yes, I do feel so...

Today, I feel possessed,
Possessed by you,
Yes, I am so...

Today, I feel happy,
Happy to be with you,
Yes, I want you only so...

Today, I feel obsessed,
Obsessed with your love,
Yes, I am totally obsessed...

Today, I feel closer to you,
I am closer to your lips,
Yes, I hold your hips...

Today, I feel lifted up,
Up until the dark sky,
Yes, you are my light.

Today, I feel entangled,
Entangled in your slivers,
Yes, you are the biggest star.
My HP Poem #1948
©Atul Kaushal
 Nov 2021
Elizabeth Kelly
I’ve been thinking a lot
Almost obsessively
About identity, how’s its tied to self worth
I self identify as an artist
It’s what I’ve always wanted,
A gift bestowed at birth

The very word was full of glamour and mystery
I couldnt possibly be chosen as a vessel
When in reality, it changes with each donning,
morphing size and shape to fit the figure of the dresser
Art is for everyone. Everyone has art in their soul if they know where to look for it.
 Oct 2021
Edmund black
I’m sculptured
For one art piece,
She moves for me
As I break plaster
For her,
She is mesmerizing
Like a Picasso’s art.
Nothing I wouldn’t do
For her
It never occurred to me
That someday all
Would suddenly end
Everything I knew
About love suddenly changed
I heard a sound like
Graham crackers snapping
The sounds of my heart
Hitting the earth
The goodbye note was aghast
I was aghast
I was not supposed to be
One of those people
Stumbles into a heartbreak
Because I’m always cautious
How I approached love
Feeling so guilty
Vandalism of the heart
Is for more reckless people
I’m not supposed to be one
I squeezed my eyes
Shut and opened
Hard as I could
Hoping this was a dream
The blood rushed into my brain
As I’m plotting my escape
In this nightmare of a dream
Momentarily
Eyes wide opened
No longer shut
Reality knocked
As loud as it could
In this empty space
I can hear in the midst
of the wind
In a cloudy
far distance
A voice hissing
Echoed against
Every bones in my soul
It’s time to let go
It’s time to move on
In a panicky moment
What seems like infinity
I finally woke up
Into the world I know
With tears on my pillow
And felt the warmness
Of her silky soft skin
Against mine and
Knew at the moment
That a love
Like hers is a forever
Lasting love
Like a fairy tale story
That’ll be forever mine
 Oct 2021
Stephen E Yocum
I was head down at my desk,
it came wafting, on a whispering
breeze through my open window
like a belated bouquet of spring
flowers, the refreshing long awaited
essence of life on our planet, gentle
new autumn rain upon thirsty earth,
plants and yellowing summer grass.

No other ethereal scent is like it.
The enticing fragrance of rebirth
and replenishment.

And what a fine, long needed
gift of nature this is.
A personal impression
celebration of living
in the moment.
 Oct 2021
Emma Elisabeth Wood
You told me once that everyone
has a heart that

bleeds

yet, if you’re lucky,
you will find arms that wrap around you

acting like tourniquets

to stem the flow, so that you do not bleed

to death
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