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anon Jan 2018
loved and lost a boy
who wrote the most
spectacular poetry

loved and lost a boy
whose words
softly suggested
hopelessness

loved and lost a boy
who made me forget
me
and helped me see

romance has no
i
or
me

it has only
romance
love
care
truth

the truth of a poet
who was
loved and lost

who
i
loved and lost

i
i loved
and lost
a boy
who didn't let me say
i
so i started this without using the letter i to avoid bringing it back to myself but i failed because i'm selfish
  Dec 2017 anon
benedictpiper
Sometimes I wander
Don't really know where to
Letting thoughts and emotion go as I walk through
places I will not remember
anon Dec 2017
look
the thing is
i'm not a sociopath
i don't hate you
i'm not angry

no
i'm not a lesbian
or asexual
or something

i just

can't commit

my parents never taught me
what a healthy relationship
should look like
because they don't know

and so i've only ever been
wronged

and i need you to understand
that i like you
i think you're cute
and the way your hair
perfectly
complements your face
is beautiful

and oh my goodness
your laugh is
like
a tune
i could play for hours
and not get annoyed
or tired

but i know
that because i'm hurt

i might hurt you
by not
loving you
the way i should
and not
committing
to you
like you deserve
anon Nov 2017
this poem
has a title
so that all who read it
know
that this poem has a meaning

because without something to reference
a name
or a title
things are left behind

just like me
in all the years
i tried to remain
untitled

rather

anonymous

untitled people
like me
are given no
second glances
no
first chances
no
social advances

nothing

left behind
like a poem
without
a name
anon Nov 2017
he grabbed my hand
in the freezing cold
our reddened skin holding each other's
and we sat there
clouds of breath
pulling us closer
to warmth
and it's

captivating

we skated across
scarred ice
our boots leaving trails
behind us
his hand holding mine
pulling me forward
and his rosy cheeks
are simply

captivating

he sits outside
on a now worn bench
the sun striking his eyes
turning his face to me
as the snow around melts
returning color to the world
and his gleaming smile
is suddenly

captivating

it's summer now
green surrounding
our seasoned selves
he looks at me
with childlike wonder
and the life around
glows
like the life within him
i can't help but find

captivating

he's left me
for nearly two years
now
and everytime i see a picture
a memory
a letter
a text
an email
a passing conversation
we used to share
the pain i'd buried
soon encompasses me
completely

captivating
  Nov 2017 anon
Star BG
Its a beautiful day to live.
Its a beautiful day to die.

But I shan't die today.
I have to much to do
of my souls journey.
Yes to do merging
with the suns powerful ray's
and drifting clouds.

Too much to do to integrate
between the raindrops pitter pater
and the moment that calls.

No, I shan't die today.
for the heart tells me so
and I shall follow its lead-
gratefully surrendering
inside trust, inside day.
Its a beautiful day.
Inspired by Anon-Thanks I worked with an Apache elder. She taught us a prayer and at the end of the daily prayer it goes "Its a beautiful day to live, Its a beautiful day to die."
anon Nov 2017
I don’t mean to alarm you
But I am dying
I’ve been dying for awhile
And I hope that when I go
I join the ranks of the greats

Robin Williams
Audrey Hepburn
Robert Frost
George Washington

Names everyone knows
Names I grew up admiring
Aspiring
Wanting
Wishing

Everything tries to be them
And falls flat
Probably because I’m dying
And when you’re dying
You aren’t as great
As you once thought

My jokes will never crack a smile
On the wrinkled
Cavernous face
Of Mr. Robin Williams

My beauty lies inside
Since I lack the seraphic
Elegant
Graceful
Beauty of Audrey Hepburn

My words are mere letters
Where they could be scars
And stars
Like Robert Frost

I lack courage
I lack leadership
Greatness finds victims aside me
Leaving me
Always one step behind
George Washington and his armies

Bet he keeps those armies in his sleevies

I’m dying up here
Just like these sucky jokes

I’m dying here
From school
From work
Anxiety
Grades
And all the like

And I’m dying in here
From loneliness
Ostracization
Failure to complete
Lack of motivation

I’m dying here
Can’t you see
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