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Rocks, heavy, big and strong
Chiseled into gods, used in roads and,
Flung to **** the poor...
From the darkest caves,
To the bluest waves
Love me
Tried making a ten word while still rhyming, keeping the poem feel and sound.
It's basically a haiku but...i don't know, that's what makes short poems difficult and fun
She's like my coffee, super sweet,
Lots of sugar and kisses
My extra special treat.
She's a little dark, maybe somewhat sour
But I still love her
And I try to kiss her every hour
She has lots of different flavors
Cinnamon, vanilla, black, and Irish cream
And she rocks her **** Chuck Taylor's
She actually doesn't like wearing shoes so...
Oh well lol
Who am i?
Somewhere between man and god
Who am i?
Someone who'll spare the rod,
Am i Mr. Manson or Honest Abe?
Am i a king or a slave?
Am i Charles Freck?
Do i have an once of self respect?
Do i care?
What color is my hair?
Implying i have any...
Maybe i have lots of money
Or instead just a penny,
Who am i?
But more importantly
Who are you?
 Apr 2014 Jasmine smiles
Shayda H
The snow is finally melting.
The weather has been depressing.
I can't listen to the news, it makes me confused.
Society scares me, it's full of queen bee's.
I adjust my hair, fully aware that no one cares (It's called high school).
If I had a world of my own, there would be a lot of random nonsense.
I'd rather be alone, but I don't want to be lonely.
Please keep me company. I need someone to tell me that I'm lovely. My thoughts make me feel ugly.
I wanna be held in your arms, so I don't harm myself. I don't want to feel so overwhelmed.
I need a beautiful soul to make life swell!
 Apr 2014 Jasmine smiles
Shayda H
Neutrons, protons, croutons, electrons. Electronic. Electric. Electricity.
Creativity?
Negativity.
An electronic .
A psychotic electronic.
I don't want my body to become a piece of metal.
It doesn't make me feel settle.
I don't want wires to control my movement.
I don't want a computer as a brain.
If it rains outside, I would completely malfunction.
I am a human, with human thoughts an concerns.
I am a human with human feelings and a human body.
I have human body organs as well.
I guess it is interesting that humans are evolving.
But I also find it to be a mess.
What will happen when my human body parts and organs become replaced with computers and electronics that are controlled by the high class society and the government?
We will become robots;
An army for the government.
We will be forced to do however they please.
What about us?
Should we fuss?
Or should we not worry about the fact that we wont have the right to speak up any more?
We wont have feelings, thoughts and concerns.
We can't even control our own movement.
We can't even control our own choices.
It is all decided by them.
We don't have the right to know when something wrong is in sight.
And we can't say anything about it.
Say goodbye to human rights!
Say goodbye to freedom of speech!
Say goodbye to being human at all!
They don't care,
they don't want to feel powerless.  
So they take away everything that is important to us.
And you think that technology developing is cool
I would like to remain human.
I don't want to be part of the *Electronica!
A bit more of a rant than a poem.
 Apr 2014 Jasmine smiles
Emily
I wish I knew an older man
One that wouldn't be afraid to hold my hand
He'd be mature and wise
The very best of all the guys
For once, I would be taken care of
And there would be nothing else above
We'd love each other and communicate
Leave no room for grudges and hate
An older man would have all the experience
He would want nothing but to be serious
We'd go out on special dates
Sometimes stay home and stay up late
It'd be a functioning relationship
Something normal yet attached to the hip
I wish I knew an older man
One that wouldn't be afraid to hold my hand
© Emily 2014
 Apr 2014 Jasmine smiles
Emily
Maybe you have writer's block
Because you feel in life, you're stuck
You've spun your web of very deep lies
That's why you crawl in bed and cry
You can't escape the harm you've done
And now you're alone and have no one
You've lost yourself in fantasy land
A world you created that's got out of hand
You should rethink your actions and get over your pride
Or else all that'll be left for you to do is hide
Eventually the truth will come out and be
If only you knew that it'd set you free
You live in fear and it's ruining your life
It's like you've been stabbed with a really sharp knife
Just like the one you shoved in people's hearts
The day they found out that you were just playing a part
Be your true self, it's time to come clean
Heal your own spirit and truly be seen
© Emily 2014
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