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I feel the power of your desire.
I understand the time
that never begins.
The wrong blood is flowing
in me, drowsiness brings
only sadness and resentment.

I slam my eyes shut
behind me, hiding in the light
of a day I've experienced
too soon.

I would like to see in you
my lost era, my eternity,
speaking in an unknown language.

Let me discover
the depths of your lost tear.
Melancholy beats in my heart,
torn from the embrace
of loneliness.

I do not want to associate
you with fertile longing.
I don't know a better past than you.
 719° 
Unpolished Ink
5am
5am,
snuffed between the fingers of the day
slumming stars and a night not fully broken,
the waking world, its petals still to open
is filled with silent promises unspoken
 656° 
Elizabeth
In eleventh grade, I learned the word
grotesque.  
It seemed to me that it was tied to human  
nature.  
All the lines we try to hide growing  
thicker.  

We are monsters, the animals to  
fear.  
Rabbits don’t need Botox, yet we rip off their
heads.  
A bit rude when you think about it;
unnecessary.  

I want to be old and like a rabbit when I  
die.  
Shriveled and happy and kind like a  
baby.  
One or the other: bunny or child it’s up to
me.
 623° 
Daksh
Man
I‘m a man they said

calm and composed
For when I speak knives come out
cutting the air on its way

For my lips are a whestone
sharpening the blade these words are
whenever I speak my heart

For pain I carry is the dark obsidian
forming the edge
where I would fall from
 597° 
K J McCarthy
Setbacks fuel the joy of accomplishment
Without effort and sacrifice
Gratitude couldn't exist
If life only provided wins
They would be taken for granted
In the absence of losses
Our growth depends on the balance of duality
Character is developed in adversity
Put the pieces of both sides together
To have a glimpse into the bigger picture
The warmth of light depends on the emptiness of the void
Darkness provides a space for rays to dance with illumination
All thoughts, emotions and experiences
supply us with essential lessons
Where wisdom and understanding
Can blossom into our becoming whole
 478° 
Emma
serpent eats its tail,

time weeps in endless circles,

forever undone.
 412° 
Rubianne Foster
“Mama tried,” Mama lied.
Mama stole your car and sold it for a price
Married five times, Mama never could decide.
Always called me ugly, but I have Mama’s eyes.
Betrayed by fate, Mama hates that she’s alive.
Stay up late at night just to hear Mama cry.
It’s hard to feel pity when Mama casts you to the side.
There was never any love in the house where Mama resides.
But sure, Mama tried. Mama Tried.
 360° 
The Machine
There's a red fiery to mountains
and a blue glaze to the skies,
a dream wish we were in it
and spoken never awoken,
fireworks to the bicycle spokes,
child crashes with a big bang,
and the red blood has now woken
to a song, never should have been sang.
 314° 
Arla
Love and fire are equals.
You may come close,
and be warmed in comforting arms—
but getting too near
will always
burn
you.
 270° 
s anne
Don’t undress me
With your eyes.
I wish I could show you-
Raised, jagged, ugly marks
But I can’t.

So we dance
With clothes on,
Until you get bored.
 230° 
SkiJ
You are my sunshine, my gentle light,
The warmth that holds me through the night.
When skies are heavy, and shadows fall,
Your voice, your smile, it breaks them all.

But clouds will gather, and time may fade,
The golden hues begin to shade.
Yet in my heart, you'll always stay,
My sunshine bright, my brightest day.
 224° 
Yonah Jeong
the great snow
eats noises
and makes stillness.
 224° 
Z
Cry today and smile tomorrow,
Through all the pain remember happiness is only borrowed.
Smile today and cry tomorrow,
Then sadly after joy is sorrows.

Whether the process of change is in progress,
Stress free suddenly next minute frustrated you stare,
Joy and sorrows both leave a long lasting scare.

Changing takes time and time is unpredictable,
Changing broken parts that are now unfixable.
The days of change, negativity and positivity exchanges ways
Both made an agreement for tears and smiles on separate days.

I am changing time alone will tell,
My flaws are acknowledged and I am trying.
In my point of view the effort is greater than the deed,
Because the deed can be done but a poor effort may not allow you to succeed.

Life needs a balance so there's good and there's evil,
There's animals, plants, sea, land, spirits and people.
Everything needs each other like Ying needs yang that type of fun,
Understand life is perfidious, good and evil makes the world go around.

Don't show me pity if I cry today, I'll smile tomorrow,
After all my pain surly happiness i shall borrow, But if I smile today, expect tears that my cheeks will swallow,
Karma sends her kisses of joy to prepare you for your tears of sorrows.
 212° 
Heavy Hearted
Once Again- I don't know...
Deep, inside
the memories I left behind-
Close my eyes,

And remain helpless-
Again
To the fear.
Are you for real?
 203° 
Mikey
the stars would be proud
to be a piece of someone like you
 170° 
Boris
I wonder—
did the blossoms smell
your nose?
 164° 
Liz
The melody of your heart, my laughters
Source,

But now, I see through your ruse.

You exploit my joy, you have no care,
Only self serving games, I swear.

Foolish me, to believe in your tune,
Naive a puppet, hanging on your cue.

You'd exploit laughter, leave me with none,
My heart you've used, but now I'm done.

Careless and cold- love fairness missed,
I've longed for you,
Felt deeply,
In my chest.

No requited affection in sight,
Just your acts, your games,
Your plays and spite.

Used as a toy, just a game you play,
Never the object of your tenderness-
Or sway.

You've hidden behind scorn,
Fearing vulnerabilities touch,
An addiction grows, belittling,
Demeaning you, so so much.

Is your heart torn by the truth of your own feelings,
Or is it that anger masks the only shield you're wielding?

Have you forgotten what it's like to feel any other way,
Lost in the shadows your anger casts-
Each day?


You've played your part, just as i've played mine,
Caught in this dance, again-
And again, I find.
I question truth, I settle for the lies,
I tell myself I’m stronger, but still, I disguise.

Your melody lures me, a song I once knew,
A tune that onced soothed, now made untrue.
I’ve begged for silence, a break from the noise,
But I'm lost in a world where you're always the voice.

I’m stuck in webs, to tangled to see,
The cains you've woven-
they still cling to me.

Your laughter and lies, they still pull me near,
A puppet, a fool, caught in the fear,

And so it continues, the endless refrain,
I’ll scream, I’ll cry, yet still I remain-
Waiting for you, waiting for change.
 155° 
Mrs Timetable
Good morning
Is
More than  
A wish
Or
A happiness
I have for you
Seems
An endearment
Is in order
Since we left
Each other
While
We dreamt
Greetings
 151° 
J
your presence lingers
not in grand gestures
but in the spaces in between

your smile filling my kitchen
with a warmth that remained
long after the coffee grew cold
and my cup was empty

the place still set for you,
as if you would walk in, sit down,
and make everything
feel a little more whole

the way we spoke on the subway
our words mingling like passengers
clinging to the rails
never quite ready to part ways

the way things look too clean…too still
not just your toothbrush
but the mess you made of my heart
gone

how lovely it was
to have your things scattered among mine
a forgotten sock
your glasses on the nightstand
a sign this space was ours
once

the scent of your shampoo hovers
an echo of you in the quiet
I breathe you in, eyes closed
wishing you were here
to wrap the night around us
turning off the world together
leaving only us
together in the stillness
Loneliness is
like a sickness—
a poisonous,
raw emotion
that’ll make you
fall into
ashes

But toxic love
is the deadliest
of all
 144° 
CJ Kitty
Sure they all say
Putting yourself together again is possible
But everyone fails to mention
That jagged edges will never fit the same
Glueing together sharp sides
May keep it all together for now
But
Only one drop away
From returning to a fractured state
 133° 
Cassian
I'm so confused

Scars mar my heart

Unsure of which path

Would be right to chose

I'm tired of being used

I gave you my options

But you simply refused

My mentality I feel you

Purposefully abused
 120° 
renseksderf
does anyone drink tea anymore?
or pick up what fell on the floor?
three-second rule no longer?
selfied self-image now stronger?
being left to our smart devices
such coloured, fruitbowl choices, or
wardrobe change for inner voices?
 115° 
Mike Adam
This life too lazy
For fame and gain

Beneath thatch both
Legs stretch

Mind idling I take
My ease
From Ryokan
 111° 
Path Humble
kindness is never free!

it has to be learned to be earned,
it is not a natural choice but comes
to live in our genes after observing
it beneficial impacts, it munificence,
a two lane highway, divided by a
dotted line,
so that it can go across  fluidly,
a streaming with no unilateral
direction, reversing course as needed

nope, not free, it comes with callused
hands lifting up a fallen one, even better,
taking unasked another’s elbow for safe
guidance, kindness prevents, making its
value greater than pears and rubies, yes,
it is infectious…

because you cannot receive it,
or returned,
until you’ve taught its
beauteous character,
seeing is believing,
tasting is knowing,
it’s shocking power is astounding,
a special
sounding that requires
not words, but words
and actions, a total package,
for it completes
the human far beyond
mere existence…
Oct 2023
 109° 
Sam S
Look at you, towering high,
Rooted deep beneath the sky.
Ancient limbs, your secrets told,
Whispering tales as years unfold.
Hug A Tree
 105° 
P Suess
One warm summer evening, early,
Resting in the cosmos weary
To kip upon a pillowed disk
Within corollas white and blue
Enfolded in one satin petal
Clutching to its gold dust revenue

A bee, black and yellow, sleeping,
Swaying on cosmo's slender stem
Dreaming, gliding with wings abuzz
Dreaming of its flowers tended
Dreaming of many more to come
Dreaming of its royal ambered home
Now so far far away

P. Suess
 98° 
Frances Raeburn
Here’s the thing
the missing
never leaves
we just learn
that love
is just as real
from afar.
 96° 
Robert
Oh love to this still beating heart of mine.
The sight of you makes me eager.
Your voice and beauty intertwine.
The gaze of my eyes yet to linger.

As you walk my way, it must be fated.
The sway of your hips, ever enticing.
As your waltz-like steps reach me and my lip elated.
The time, ever still with personal silence, you're the only one I am hearing.

Your hand grasps mine, and you pull me to dance.
As we move, spinning and swaying, all worry leaves.
Within that moment, two souls,  giving love a chance.
 94° 
cmp
What dah ****
why die harder
knowing perps in heaven
unaware of their safe haven
that's their hell
Tsk scold
"You have severe arterial fibrillation . You need attention now or you may have a stroke and die ."
I said Doc , "I'm not afraid of dying . I'm afraid of living."
 86° 
layla
Days spent inpatient
Couldn't save me from me
Years spent in treatment
Failing to set me free
Dozens of medications
Just to be told it's BPD
Hundreds of coping mechanisms
Yet you still won't believe
I've worn myself out trying
To fight for a release.
cope or die is what is really comes down to, but no amount of "coping" will erase a life's worth of trauma.
 85° 
James Stockdale
She is a lady of the sea
Preoccupied with everything but thee
Orphaned by the sea
Nowhere else to be
Weathered by storms
Stoic be her norm
A lady of the sea
She shall forever be
A lady for all seasons
But mine she'll never be
 82° 
Sabrina Shapiro
Support from the soil,
Desire to reach the sun first,
What makes a tree grow?
 80° 
sw333ta
picking flowers off your nonchalance
i can't stand it
i can't stand here
it's very clear
that you don't want me here
but what it does
its like giving you a shove
stop comparing
stop caring
like a drug
it makes you almost like a rug
except i'm dragging you out of the ruck
into the trash
out in a bag
but what else could you have done?
i don't know
 77° 
jeffrey conyers
I tried it.
I like it.
Couldn't avoid it.
I just had to explore it.
Because it made me curious.

Just trying it made me delirious.
Yes, I am serious.
Because love is dangerous.

If you can't handle it.
But if you think you can.
Just try it.
It just might get you hooked.
Yes, love will do it.
 76° 
Ryan O'Leary
A Paddy Stillian is an
illicit Poteen Maker in
the hills of Connemara.
 75° 
Safana
NATURE BEING INTELLIGENCE CENTRE*

In the chest of nature ’s grand expanse, Where mysteries in silence dance, Science steps with gentle grace, unveiling secrets, face to face.

With cutting-edge tools, we seek. The language of the stars to speak, From deepest seas to skies above, We learn, we grow, with boundless love.

For every leaf and creature small, Science answers nature’s call, to understand, protect, and guide, in harmony, we walk beside.

Through research, knowledge lights the way, turning night to brightest day, Empowering beings, great and small, In nature’s web, we cherish all.

In forests deep and deserts wide, Science walks with nature’s stride, decoding whispers in the breeze, and songs of birds among the trees.

From ancient roots to future dreams, We weave together nature’s themes, with every breakthrough, every find, we nurture life, in heart and mind.

The oceans’ depths, the mountains’ peaks, In every corner, science seeks, To understand, to heal, to mend, a journey with no end.

So let us cherish what we learn, With every page, with every turn, for in this quest, we find our place, In nature’s vast, embracing grace.

Beyond the Earth, to stars we gaze, In cosmic wonder, minds ablaze, Science charts the heavens’ lore, exploring galaxies, forevermore.

This poem is based on various literary works by poets from the past and present, to support the project of "NATURE BIENG INTELLIGENCE CENTRE," created by Dr. Diviney (Carol Natasha Diviney Ph.D.).

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