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 Jan 2
Aseel
I don’t want to be a princess.
I prefer to be a wall
or a shoulder
that some one can lean on
I don’t want to be spoiled
I want to
fight
Get dirt on my clothes
Clean them
search more
fail more
know more
see everything
Try everything
I want to share the road
With some one
Running not carried
I want to look behind
And see MY footprints.
I want to be free
 Nov 2023
D Fury
As I walk through the city, surrounded by concrete, inhaling polluted air
I hear pneumatic drills and sirens, they are violence to the ear
I see people full of stress, scurrying rat-like along dirt-stained paths
I smell fast food and decay, my senses dulled by this toxic smog
The chaos suffocates, oppresses and burdens my breath
I think this is it.
This is us.
This is what we are.
 Nov 2023
ketashia
I look back at my poetry
The ones about sunshine
Strawberrys
And fresh breezes
To remind myself
That at some point
I was truly happy
 Nov 2023
Alice
It's just that
i'd like someone to
write for me
just once
i'd like to be the object of affection
i'd like for someone to find
that beauty my mother keeps telling me
i have inside
i'm not complaining
but you see
i'd just like to be the
poem
and not the poet
for once
 Nov 2023
nivek
We have a sister,
who lives in beauty;

Everywhere she walks
flowers bloom;

All her songs she sings
- to the winds.
 Nov 2023
Paula Kramer
Maybe in a different world
I am braver than I am now

I can fill the silence with words
That I’d never dare to speak out loud

And what comes next would
Just be a distant cry of a crow

Maybe in a different world
we’re just like the rest of the crowd

And on the porch of our house
A ladybug reflects the sunset’s light
 Oct 2023
The Nine Doubts
Tea
I guess I'll go make a cup of tea
Because sometimes it feels like
You have time for all of them, but not for me
I'll be here waiting for you to see my messages.
 Oct 2023
levi eden r
i used hate the way i would be awake at four in the morning.
i remember the way everything used to feel so haunting and scary.
there were no words to describe how deep inside my mind i would sink into,
scared and afraid of no return.

but now,
oh now,
i love it.
i fell in love with the quiet.
there was no more worry or fear.
instagram : @heavenforecaster
 Oct 2023
Noa Adler
Miles upon miles,
Riddled with beds.
Tissues and soft hands,
To wipe my tears.
Piles upon piles,
Of blankets and food.
A nice, big bowl
Of serotonin.
 Oct 2023
Beaver Meadow
It's Friday night, and we're snug in a bed
     With bedding that's very thready.
The weekend is ours, but I think of work
     On Monday, and I miss you already.
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