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 May 2014
Amitav Radiance
The honey bee, drunk on nectar
Does a Waggle Dance!
You can’t separate the ‘Bee’ from ‘Honey’*




© Amitav (Radiance)
 May 2014
Amitav Radiance
I will stealthily come
To steal, the treasure in your eyes
Ready to surrender to you, for my crime
And willingly serve a life sentence*





© Amitav (Radiance)
 May 2014
BZQ
I crave the way you touch me with your lips and the way your fingers float across my hips.
 I crave the way your legs go in between mine and the way your smile gives me butterflies inside.
 I crave hearing your voice the way you say I love you and I crave falling asleep feeling safe and sound next to you.
- bzq
 May 2014
Hayleigh
Sometimes I feel a little lost,
inside my body, my mind,
like someone's stole the map,
and tore down the road signs,
like I'm living with a stranger,
and there's no thrilling sense of danger,
just sheer fear,
when i pull myself close,
and discover I'm nowhere near.
 May 2014
Hayleigh
Honey take away the blade
From those innocent little wrists
You're far too precious
To hurt yourself like this.
Baby, take your fingers
From down your throat,
You're far too beautiful,
To make yourself gag and joke.
Sweetheart, empty those pills,
From your hands
You're far too gifted
To slip through the sands
Of time.
Darling, take the fist away,
From your head,
Your far too special,
Take your fist to a pillow instead.
Angel, take all those self destructive thoughts and hold yourself in your arms,
You're worth so much more and deserve so much better,
than to cause your self harm.
I promise.
 May 2014
slew
If I were a tear
I would never leave the eye
I would stick to my origin
and never say goodbye

If I were a memory
I would never leave the priceless moment
I would stick to my origin
and would be forever stagnant

If I were what you are to me
I would always be there
and never stop trying
I would never make a fight
and never go away when you're crying

If I were a butterfly
I would kiss all my pains away
Although, this is impossible
But without pains, I would want to stay

If I were in place of him
I would run and come to me
So that things become brighter and not stay dim

If I were in place for her
I would support me
and understand the pain inside my eye
and never say goodbye

If I were the words you speak
I would never come out of your mouth
and would remove my existence
and let the love come out

If I were the place of our wedding
I would keep our love safe in a platinum ring
I would make sure that the couple who came here
remain forever and mistakes would spare

But I am what I am today
And I know that will never be enough
Because no matter what I do or say,
loved people will stay rough
And someday everyone will leave me alone
I guess I deserve this
But all I can do is to give them a li'l bliss
And then my dreams i would weave
Cause people always leave!!
 May 2014
Amitav Radiance
Do you feel the ‘touch’?
Stirring old memories
Your body awakens
To the familiar ‘touch’
Blossoming the heart
‘Touch’, etched in your memory
Opening the hidden chambers
Where I once inhabited
Passions reaching a crescendo
As we have touched the familiar chord**




© Amitav (Radiance)
 May 2014
Denisse
I wish to know nothing
So that I don't feel something that is aching
It's a surprise, an unexpected one
And while hearing that voices like doom, I wish I could run.

The joke is on me, I know
Because I let this tiny thing in my heart to grow
I give meanings with those little acts
Not thinking that one day, it will fade away.

I do my very best to hide
I smile, I act like there is nothing wrong
In short, I'm trying to be strong
But in everything I do, all I feel is a shade from you.

Those text messages, chats and undetermined sweetness
Those unusual looks when the sparks fly between our eyes
Those time when you are sitting next to me
I realize that all I think before is fantasy.

It's a bit painful to stay away
Ghost from you keep on waving and saying Hey
This story is only about to start
But suddenly it was finish already.
This poem was written, almost a year ago. SINCE YESTERDAY EVERYTHING HAS CHANGE is a famous line from Taylor Swift's song: Everything as Change. That song is all about falling in love after having some quality time together but my poem does not go in that way.
 May 2014
Carl Joseph Roberts
Starting over can be so hard
It makes you stop and think
How many chances do I have
How many will I need

Is there someone out there
Who will truly understand
Become my true companion
And someday take my hand

Will someone get to know me
And like just what they see
Then change my life forever
With the love they give to me

Starting over can be so hard
It makes you stop and think
How many chances do I have
How many will I need

Carl Joseph Roberts
 May 2014
BZQ
i want to kiss her. not because i want to feel the softness of her fair lips or the warmth of her breath as she exhales against me. i want to kiss her because i can’t think of any other way to fully express the beauty that she is. i want her to know that i see her as perfect. that she is perfect.
- bzq
 May 2014
daisies
I do not know who I am and there's really nothing sadder than this,
especially when people are constantly questioning you about who you want to be and you don't know what to say or how to act.

I can hardly keep my thoughts together, I don't know how to put them in order. And I--
I am losing myself everyday as I give everything my utmost devotion,
only to find out that I have not been given any in return. 

At this hour of night, I feel empty and useless.
And it's probably true that this tear-stained sheet of paper I'm embedding my thoughts in will mean more to me than I ever did to anybody.

And it's sad because I could never blame them. 
There isn't a specific character that is outshining the radiance of others to love. 
There aren't anymore dreams, or hopes, or hobbies to hold on to. 

Everything is a lie. My entire being is a lie. 
I am caught at intersection point, 
attempting to busy myself by etching out words on the graveyard.

"Come be my savior."
You are not there, and you will never be.
You, my darling, are a lie as well. 

I am not able to kick, or writhe, or scream,
for I am trying to jot down what I'm thinking.
And sometimes when you don't know what you're thinking or why you're thinking,
you just remain completely frozen, with your breath ****** straight out of your lungs 
by those you love the most. 

I can never rely on anyone. 
Nobody cares about you no matter how much they state they do.
They are all a lie, too. 

I am immortal, and I am utterly dead.
I can hardly feel my fingertips at the touch of this pen 
as I am encompassed by a numbness so cold it burns.
For I am a lie, as well.
Literally wrote this out of absolutely nowhere.
 May 2014
Mike Hauser
I want to read a book
That's never been read
Hear a gentle word
That's never been said
I want to sit back
And close my eyes
When I open them up
Everything is alright

I want to ring a bell
That's never been rung
Sing along to a song
That's never been sung
Pull back the curtain
With all of my might
So I can expose
Everything is alright

I want to see
What has never been seen
Take a long walk
In the hands of a dream
Reach as far as I can
The highest of heights
And pull down to earth
Everything is alright

I want a spot
Where I feel I belong
Take all that I've got
Before it is gone
I want to shine
The brightest of lights
So I can find
Everything is alright
 May 2014
Forrest Jorgensen
I dream of going far away.
Plunging into the grandeur
And the vastness
Of the world.
I am ready to leave this place;
I am ready, I say,
To be away.

I will write and draw,
And take drugs with strangers.
I will sleep on the beach,
Bathe in rivers,
And plunge into nature,
Away from four walls,
From screens and cars,
And toward greenery and stars;
Splendid laughter and epiphanies
Spilling from the ether,
Behind trees and over mountains,
In the silent water of calm lakes,
And in the crimson sky
Of some northwestern twilight.

I will wander abandoned roads
And drink coffee in midnight diners
Thousands of miles from home,
For the road beckons,
And the moon never waits.

The wanderlust of youth
Is nothing to waste.
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