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 Jul 7 dude
Mays Benatti
Words can be described,
But when they’re felt, they become magic.
If I felt sunshine, would it be magic
Or have I just described another word without knowing?
This poem reflects on the balance between understanding and feeling. Words can describe so much, but their real power comes when they evoke emotion—when they feel like magic. I used “sunshine” as an example to question whether the experience of something so simple is inherently magical, or if it’s just another word we assign meaning to without fully grasping its essence.

It’s a reflection on how language often falls short in capturing the depth of human emotion, leaving us to wonder if true meaning lies in the words we use or in the feelings they inspire.
 Jul 6 dude
Kalliope
Skin on skin,
Fingers interlocked,
Hair cascades down,
My stomach tied in knots.

Breathing grows heavy,
Anticipation runs high,
When I caress you,
The most rewarding sigh.

Your eyelashes flutter,
Brushing against my cheek,
Eyes closed in surrender,
No words we need to speak.

I trace constellations
Across your beating chest,
Each quiet inhalation
Sings my worries to rest.

You pull me closer still,
Hands settled at my waist,
Time slows to a hush
In this sacred, silent place.

Locked within this embrace,
I fear making the wrong move-
A connection so unexpected,
This beautiful moment with you.
The warmth in this silence,
melting down my freeze
Maybe I should slow down
it's okay to enjoy quiet peace
 Jul 5 dude
Jay Jelly
Unlocking the hurt
How much
Can one truly take
Nobody’s god
Ever saved you from yourself
Pennies for a dime
Glaring needs
Current state of things
Never judge
A book by it’s cover
Can’t seem
To find a melody
Beauty’s in thee
Eye of the beholder
We hide behind are masks
In plain site to feel important
To fit in to what
Create a world that’s fake
So we can escape the true realities
Of life
And not expose are selfs
To the harder sadder truths
What really matters
The things we hate thee most
Become us
Like a game of cat and mouse
Who really wins in the end
Life seems like giant game of charades
Where everyone can feel
Like a winner when they really aren’t
 Jul 5 dude
Jay Jelly
Kiss of destruction
The glass
Was always overflowing
It’s not the
Story I would have written
Time was
Stacked against me
Unlimited anger
And a bitterness
That cut so deeply
Became a deadly combination
How was I too
Put the bottle down for good
Escape thee belligerent
******* inside of me
Not self medicate myself
Into oblivion
Kicking and screaming
At the top of my lungs
To no avail
Fighting against the enemy
Losing track of time
The foggy days piled up
Blackout after Blackout
With nothing to show
The shadows that
Danced on my walls and
In my head never let up
I felt like I was going insane
What would it take
To bottle up the alter ego
That trampled all over me
Most of my life
I had to make a choice
Before my life was sacrificed
By my own hands
Put thee bottle down
And turn it all over to someone else
Who could Handle
Thee things I never could
And give myself a chance to live
A better life
The shadow at night
Hides it’s own plight
Through reflections of oncoming lights
It’s never too far
It’s always quite near
And it’s harmless  
So never fear
It matches your movements
Step after step
You can try to avoid it
But it will intercept
So always remember
Never forget
Your shadow knows
Where your secrets are kept
When the phone rang, I didn’t answer
It was because I had nothing to say
I didn’t want questions
Or nice conversation
I just wanted to be left by the way
To be put aside like a book
Are you a pawn or a rook?
Do you steal hearts like an infamous crook?
Do you get jealous?
Sometimes overzealous
Or are you just hoping that someone will look?
I’ve got good vision
I’ve been sent on a mission
I’ll slay the red dragon today
I’ve been given my rations
I’m filled up with passion
And I’m not even the least bit afraid
I still remain cautious
I’ve talked with the dead
I listened and learned to all that was said
They spoke about horrors
About the things they had done
Flying like Icarus into the sun
I wasn’t judgmental
I let them speak their peace
I just stood there while gazing
Watching their demons release
Into the cosmos
Beget or be gone
Nurture your offspring
Don’t string them along
And your prayers will be answered
Your voice will be heard
Then you can fly like an angel
With wings like a bird
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