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 Apr 2019
Scot
If Jesus Christ did die for the sins of the world, then for which ones’ did He not?
 Apr 2019
M yesdniL adnamA
"deformis puella! discesserit ab illa!"

eyes gone pale (for lack of light)
a sniffle is heard in the depths of night.
and whilst the candle shrinks, there becomes
a soft quiver of sound, the voice which barely hums.

"non omnis moriar."
 Mar 2019
More Love
A part of me exhausts
As you withdraw into yourself

Pulling the thick tar of hurt
Out from my chest
And into these words

Molding it into
Meaning.
 Mar 2019
Perry
Can the entire ocean
all be swallowed by my eyes.
If I make it to the moon,
will I then feel left behind.
Is there an end to the world,
that is decided by time.
Will I see beauty so great,
that I truly must go blind.
At the end of the last road,
will at least all colors rhyme.
I fear the war will not stop,
these enemies in my mind.
 Mar 2019
Jamison Bell
Walk me into the sunlight
Let me lie down there
Perhaps upon a hillside
Where shadows do not care

Here on this grassy shoulder
Of a giant long at rest
Who fought against the titans
It was said he did his best

From here I’ll say goodbye
To Apollo, Ra, or Sol
I do not know a true god
So I better thank them all

A thousand bowls past
A million sips of whiskey
Mary Jane and Beam
I think those two will miss me

Let me look into your eyes
Ah they make me smile
Would you care to sit with me
For just a little while

I promise not to keep you
You want to see this land
I would have liked to join you
But it isn’t what was planned

I’ll catch a shooting star
Holding tightly on its tail
And we can say goodbye
As if I’m off to sail
 Mar 2019
Traveler
As she comes into focus
I lower my eyes
I pretend not to notice
The desires of life
Be still my heart
In your broken walls
When it comes to love
My soul has been lost
.....
Traveler Tim
 Mar 2019
Meteo
There is a snowflake
on your eyelash
that I long to be

Take me with you
when you leave

Show the world to me
 Feb 2019
Emmy
I feel like my mind is racing.
Seeing all of these nostalgic faces.
Wondering why people hurt each other,
or leave one another.
Just can hug this pillow tight.
As what I care about goes out of sight.
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