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Love while it's still an acceptable form of insanity.
I can't stop thinking
I can't shut it off
My mind is mess
Poured neat on the rocks
Time constantly changes
As we fall apart
And glue ourselves back together
Duct tape around my heart
The bottle is empty
Somehow we drank it dry
Midnight is upon us
I just want to know why?
Quick little scribble
 Jul 2015 Theresa Marie
Miranda
You are nothing more than a snapshot
in time-
A memory that will one day be forgotten
All of you that will remain on this precious Earth
is what you choose to leave behind
And what you decide to be discovered,
So stain the walls of this city with your
shadows
And empty your soul upon the places
that are already taken
Spill your compassion and heart all over
this empty place and illuminate it
with the image of your essence
Be one with this world- give it everything
you've got
And one day, my darling, this world will gladly
return the favor
I'm waiting for the "block" to break.
My pen is filled with ink.
Nothing seems to come to mind.
I can barely think.

My rhymes have just meandered
Out the kitchen door.
Inspiration took a day off.
My life's become a bore.

The headlines don't excite me.
The president didn't call.
The queen did not invite me.
There was no mail at all.

The pope just went fishing.
Congress is on a break.
My lottery tickets have disappeared
And I can't stay awake.

I guess I'll stay in bed all day
And enjoy a lengthy nap
And maybe have a dream or two
To get me back on track.

I don't have a poem today
Or wait... I think I do...
I'll call it "I don't have a poem today."
And foist it all on you!
 Jul 2015 Theresa Marie
Pappo
I talk of love
and you talk of sadness
maybe I'm really
a bad listener.

I wish I can
really reach down
into the depths
where you are.

I feel like I have
to go a thousand miles
deep down where
you buried your heart.

I didn't even know
if I would stand a chance.
I hate uncertainty.
I hate me for wanting you still.
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