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179 · Jan 2022
promises
maria Jan 2022
And I am here
still missing
that one trip
we never made
Written on January 18, 2022
© ,Maria
176 · Mar 2020
poets view
maria Mar 2020
to write
or
not to
;
to be
or
to die
take my poetry and I'm dead

written on March 2, 2020
© ,Maria
173 · Nov 2022
aftergame
maria Nov 2022
you gave me fights
I struggled to give away
everything now remains
you're the first thing I thought will leave the page
yet feels like this time
we ended the games
    (finally)
Written on november 2, 2022

Maria Xinari
171 · Sep 2023
mirror mirror
maria Sep 2023
pieces of broken glasses
and me
in the middle
trying and trying
nothing I got rid of.
Saw faces
strangers that felt known
lovers
I onced thought I own
all of them pieces
smaller and bigger
I need to fit in
I want to throw up
why you're looking at me like that?
What once was great
is leaving me with cuts,
to get away
I'm leaving you behind,
to rise again
is to find who I am
Written on September 25, 2023
© , Maria Xinari
169 · Aug 2022
Us
maria Aug 2022
Us
Every August,
a promise
we can't keep
Written on August 12, 2022
© , Maria Xinari
166 · Sep 2023
last call
maria Sep 2023
we said our goodbyes
and it reminded me
of the very firt time
in that lake
that smile
that firt "I want you to be with me"
flaming trouthness
-that's it, that's what it was-
once a hope
now a close door
always a pleasure
meeting you
and been gone.
I'm sorry our bridge broke
you were the reallest posibility I ever wanted to own
Written on September 25, 2023
© , Maria Xinari
165 · Apr 2020
thoughts in a box
maria Apr 2020
we are missing it all
closed inside those doors
keeping faith
became a war
what are we fighting for
and for what growth?
feeling betrayed from the world
written on April 11, 2020
© ,Maria
164 · Feb 2021
you: updated
maria Feb 2021
It's not you
that I like
but
the idea
of you
in my head
Written on Febuary 14, 2021
© ,Maria
158 · Aug 2022
August miracles
maria Aug 2022
the sunlight capturing your face
down the Italian roads
Written on August 11, 2022
© , Maria Xinari
155 · Jan 2022
fitting
maria Jan 2022
our lives
may not
have fit
together
and
I pretend
I never noticed

still do.
18/01/22
© ,Maria
148 · Mar 2022
wanting _ repetetion
maria Mar 2022
I want you
as the sun
wants the sunsets
and
as the songs
play in the clubs
that I'm hanging on
Written on 12/03/22
© , Maria Xinari
145 · Feb 2020
Dear love 2.0
maria Feb 2020
If you're passing by
I don't mind
come inside
I'm not afraid anymore
vol.2.
© ,Maria
140 · Jun 2022
chasing perfection
maria Jun 2022
trying to hug
          the void
    with bare hands
22/06/22
m.x
137 · Dec 2021
Dear love 4.0
maria Dec 2021
I know I should be trying
to live without you
but I can't stop missing you
Written on December 22, 2021
© ,Maria
114 · Feb 2020
meaning of life
maria Feb 2020
At first,
I thought of life as a torture.
I was thinking,
        ''why I have to deal with this?''
   and
        ''how I'm going to fix that?''

The truth is life is fun
        -but how can you find the fun part if you're complaining about
        everything?-
and it's about this fun that we 're all feeling this unbearable pain.

We are suffering in the name of hope
       -People hope for growth
       for money
       for recognition
       for success
       for love-
nobody cares to give love.
   All we do is take (!)

Life is given as a gift
and what we do as in return?
We only care about ourselves
and not even in a good way.
       - We don't truly love ourselves;
       if we did,
       we wouldn't crave for self-confirming -

Eventually,
I found out that
I don't have time for sadness,
I don't have seconds to hate.
So,
talking about life,
I talk about happiness,
I talk about peace,
I talk about forgiveness,
I talk about silence,
I speak of love.
my personal view created after different situations and a lot of ups and downs

written on Febuary 28, 2020
© ,Maria

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