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 Mar 2019
Crow
we do not write poetry
we write mirrors
which are held up
to curious faces
who read
looking for their
own reflections
 Mar 2019
Watcher
I'm not talking about morphine;
Much less dopamine;
I speak of sensations;
Of colors, sparkles and emotions;

I speak of bright colors of space;
Verses that deliver us from disgrace;
I speak of glittering eyes;
And the power to fly through the skies;

Let the world take care of you;
Let everything stop being so blue;
Get out and feel the rain;
And let it take away your pain.
 Mar 2019
Hope
When you talk about her
You look in love
When you hear her name alone
You smile as if you’re drunk
When I tell you she’s nice and beautiful and great
You nod your head
As if you’re only subconsciously paying attention
And say,
“Yes. She is.”
But when you hear my name
Nothing comes to mind
Your face shows no emotion
And I don’t know what to think
You’re so oblivious to the fact that
I love you
 Mar 2019
whoever
you can not love someone into loving you
i love you but you don’t love me
 Feb 2019
imai
Your silence hurts me,
it reduces me to a frantic mess.
For so long you’ve embraced me,
I’ve become a madman, obsessed.
Right when I’ve bared all my vulnerabilities,
you cease your caress—

Your silence hurts me,
have I become someone you detest?
 Feb 2019
Joliver
If there was one word
One word, isolated by itself
That I cannot stand above all others
It would have to be "Okay"
I despise "Okay"
"Okay"
Is how your millionth day at work went
"Okay"
Is off-brand raisin bran
"Okay"
Is how you say life is going
When you don't want to admit you spend
Every second of it
Wanting to die

"Okay"
Is packed to the brim with
Hidden implications
Like a treasure chest
Filled with bottles
With little subliminal hatreds
Written on tiny slips of paper
Passively aggressively pushed inside
To discover later
As I pull out a treasure map
And try to decipher
Where I went wrong

"Okay"
Is a one word dismissal
That feels like an essay a thousand pages long
"Okay"
Is a poison dripping with disinterest
When I dared to share with you
Something I thought might make you smile
"Okay"
Is like trying to talk to a wall
While watching the paint on it dry
"Okay"
Takes two seconds to write
Yet I waited days
For that dreaded word
To grace my notifications
"Okay"
Should be used sparingly
As if each time you send it
You **** the receiver just a little bit
"Okay"
Should not be said so often that
I know what you're about to say
Like I saw it in a crystal ball
"Okay"
Is not looking up from your phone
When I tell you about my day
"Okay"
Is not the proper response
To "I love you"

They say that the opposite of love isn't hatred
It's indifference
And I can't think of a response
More indifferent to pouring out
My heart into your hands
Than "Okay"
At least the last thing you said to me
Before we parted ways
Showed that you cared
At least a little bit
"I hate you"
Stung less
Than the thousands of times
Over our countless conversations
You responded
"Okay"
Okay?
 Feb 2019
Rekha Nur Alisha
she was a box of
cigarettes, waiting to be lit
but would soon run out

of light, of time,
and of you
 Feb 2019
inreticence
Am I just
writing what I feel,
Or am I
writing to feel?

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