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 Jul 2013 H
Aetheria
Light fell in love with Dark,
  then he was no more
She tried to touch him softly,
  her rays cascading upon the floor
But every time she reached for him,
  she found she was alone
And only through the distance,
  could dark, her love, be known.

Dark fell in love with Light,
  for things unknown only she could see
He longed for her evermore,
  but where she was he could not be
Every time she reached for him,
  there was naught he could do but to retreat
And in his blind loneliness mourn,
  that light, his love, he could never meet.
 Jun 2013 H
whispertotheair
Over
 Jun 2013 H
whispertotheair
A touch on my nose
The blink of a ghost
Stains of coffee
Marks of pain,
Love is gone
It will not return.
All that is left
An empty home.
 Jun 2013 H
Amber S
it has been three days, and i am grasping at empty straws,
with holes that are microscopic, and i cannot
drink
anything.

it has been three days, and today i saw a motorcycle,
and resisted the urge to swerve into it,
so finally i could stop the buzz buzzbuzzing
in my no sense
brain.

it has been three days, and you are ignoring me,
and i can imagine last night you spent it between the legs
of some petit blond girl who is in love with you,
but you are in love with lust,
and i imagine her nights are pillow filled,
and moony-eyed.

it has been three days, and you still have my *******
jacket. but i am scared to step into your room,
you will speak with marbles and i will crawl, trying
to gobble them. you will crash, breaking my ribs and my
pride.
your fingertips will scar.
(i really like that jacket)

it has been three days.
 Apr 2013 H
PoetWhoKnowIt
How?~
 Apr 2013 H
PoetWhoKnowIt
If I wrote a million words to you
would you feel any better?

If I her just how I felt
would her tears be any wetter?

At 3am, birds beautiful song
would simply upset her.



Maybe I could write the words
to myself, find my consolation?

The trumpet played but never heard
will receive no affirmation...

To chip the paint that covers it
will only increase the oxidation!



Suppose I run without turn of cheek
and leave sorrow behind me

... but sorrow lives, and much like a dog
will follow, beg right beside me

Turn to the sky to see much more...
but the Sun will simply blind me.
Trouble with a love of mine... how can I fix what others have done?
 Apr 2013 H
PoetWhoKnowIt
I'd rather be

somebody's need
than
           simply
                       a desirable commodity.
 Apr 2012 H
Eva Encarnacion
In the darkness I am brave
But shine a light and I'll return to my cave
For if you see me you can judge me
And make the choice of not to love me

In the darkness I am brave
I seek the adventure that I crave
But shine a light and I'll slip away
Leaving that life to another day

In the shadows I can breath
Between the light and dark I can weave
Fast enough that eyes don't adjust
They miss me in the morning rush

In the shadows I can grow
Seeds of a new me I will sow
One that needs no covers and no veils
One that will grow from previous fails

In the shadows I can be
A better me for you to see

(Apr 3, 2012)
 Dec 2011 H
michelle reicks
you never deserved any of this


i can't take it back
i can't take it back



regrets

fill me
freeze my insides
like a minnesota lake

i have no excuses

                              i traded them for
                                                  a million "i'm sorrys"


stabbing me in the heart

prodding at my limp wrists

asking me


"are you dead yet, you stupid girl?"




I want to hurt myself
for hurting you



so here's a shovel
here's some rope
tie me to the back of your car
drag me
back to mankato

standing outside
bitter cold
eats at my ears
and fingers



when i hurt myself
the way i hurt you

when your pain
becomes my pain
                                                             this is the only way i know how to fix it




                 frostbite
                          tastes like forgiveness
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