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 Dec 2017
fdg
My full stomach is a message on an answering machine:
"Honey I'm just checking in to make sure you made it home safe, don't forget to call me back.."

I tell myself to eat to make it to tomorrow
(I say, it's okay, it's really not that much),
in reality I just lack self control
And I don't have a home phone line baby,
My voicemail box is full
Let's lose 10 pounds this month and
Still
Manage
To
Smile
It's not that serious
 Dec 2017
Lizzie
i've typed a lot of things
on the internet
to other people,
and i want a lot of my
last messages to be

"my flight just landed,
see you in 15 minutes.
i love you"
i really want to see all my online friends. they mean the world to me.
“And what may I do for you today?”
“I need plastic surgery. I'm worried about these lines.”
“Which lines?”
“My worry lines.”
 Dec 2017
cristiana
Your touch on my skin, is Kryptonite.
Feelings within I can't deny.
The taste of your lips, stars are aligned.
Baby, with you here, I'm losing my mind.

And it's you, I fall back it's all on you.
Our love lost track, I'm a fool, I want it back, I want it all.
Can't lose the war that's with you, Can't change the things we've been through, Cause all I know is with you, I want it all, I want it.
lyrics to a song that I wrote; Sung by my best friend: sheena yvonne

https://soundcloud.com/sheena-yvonne/kryptonite-sheena-yvonne-****-tray-written-by-tiana-brooks
 Dec 2017
Sam
I've reached the center of the bridge
Only to find no answers to the questions
Words held hostage
Behind my hopeless lips
I look to you for guidance
But you always fade away
Like the moon before the sun
I tremble slightly
Punching concrete below
Words held hostage
Behind my hopeless lips
Unable to ask
Why you leapt from that overpass
Every time I see you
Tear drops fill my eyes
Every time you see me
Tear drops fill your eyes
The shadow you now are
My knuckles start to bleed
You waltz away again
Words held hostage
Behind my hopeless lips
I drop another rose, and walk away once more
 Dec 2017
Gelz
I'll borrow words from all my favourite songs
From all my favourite poems
To write an ode for you

I just wanna sit and drink and talk with you
About the things I couldn't say before
Looking in your eyes under a thousand stars

Though I still can't believe
We both did some things
I don't even wanna think about

I know your eyes, don't lie to me
You know my heart, so tell me honestly
Did you ever really want this?

But I'll be okay, hell I'll be just fine
I really believe you were the greatest thing that ever happened to me

So take my heart
As you're leaving
I don't need it anymore
 Dec 2017
Seema
There comes a time
When all things seem unreal
Even the kindest soul
Looks drenched in darkness
And you and me just don't exist
Upon nightfall of each day
Staring at the starless sky
The fear of losing you
Turns my life's rainbow grey
It is my only wish to be with you
Regardless of how far or near
The distance may be
You are always close
Close, just like the beats of my heart
Drawing closer, being my part
One step at a time
And I tip toed into your gentle arms
Never before, this feeling came about
I feel as to scream and shout out loud
That you are my love, my one and only
A better half of me
Full of life, my dream, my love
We shall never grow apart
Tho distance may divide us
But never again, shall this heart be  
Shattered into pieces
Like how you found me one day
Drowning in my tears and collecting
My hearts broken pieces
The melody you played that day
Slowly repaired the strings of my soul
How fortunate, I am today
To be standing beside you
While you holding me gently
Blowing my sorrows miles away
And filling me with your unconditional love




©sim
Fictional write.
Unrhymed, raw scribbles.
 Dec 2017
L Seagull
I swam in love today
Of dozens of tight squeezes
Coming from ever unnoticed
But such a bright heart ... many hearts
So many I cannot contain
How big the piece of my soul
That will always stay with them
How important is the presence
Of a deeper eye that
Connects us with our essence
And the beauty of our spirit
Give what you have not received
It is the greatest source
Not sure what’s next. Politics at work, people don’t like my influence. But the goodbyes where one of the most important experiences I ever had. How much meaning could be in small interactions, how much soul, how much love and meaning. Hearing what clients had to say feels too much right now. It wasn’t me, it was something that guided me. I do not deserve such praise
 Dec 2017
sparklysnowflake
I like the days when
I wake up at noon
            and crawl slowly
            from messy sheets
            to greet with blurry eyes
            the lazy afternoon sun
and eat breakfast
over the sink
at two PM

I make my tea
            lemon ginger
            with honey to calm the steam
and carry it upstairs
I sit at my desk
            in my pajamas
            half my face covered
            by my frizzy bedhead hair
and
squinting out my window
into the pink and periwinkle sunset
I pick up my pen
            with soft cold fingers
and scrawl onto a napkin
from yesterday's dinner
my poetry
in ink
the color of
            anxious afternoon sun
            steam from lemon ginger tea
            brown of unkempt hair
            and the
pink
and periwinkle

sunset.
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