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 Sep 2015 ㅡjatm
Dennis Scherle
Every smile is to be paid double its weight in pain, paid outright and full before intrest is gained. I escaped depressions grasps for first 12 years of my life. Someone forgot to tell me what i owe, now i dont mean to seek pitty with my tale of missery and woe. But it seems some nights the devil takes a certain interest in my crimson eliqour of life. he to just wants to see it pour from my veins flow like silk down my leg and hear me say.. nothing.. no cry for help in fear someone would notice the scars i cover with my pair of jeans. Some say its in that that i aquired such a lovely taste a hatred for myself. Others have told me to get over it, everyone feels depressed sometimes, but most nights i dont see the light my path is a foggy stormy night sailing without the stars you can not tell me its the same and im the one who should lay the blaime on myself  for letting it get this bad.
 Jul 2015 ㅡjatm
Rivers Kay
one day
 Jul 2015 ㅡjatm
Rivers Kay
One day he'll be there
Maybe not tomorrow
Maybe not the next day
But one day
And when that day comes he'll never leave
He'll never second guess you
He'll always need you
And he'll stay
Not because he has to
But because he wants to
And that will happen one day
 Mar 2015 ㅡjatm
AllAtOnce
Essence
 Mar 2015 ㅡjatm
AllAtOnce
It drives me crazy to know
That all the letters, words, and stanzas that I've worked through
Could never accurately describe the essence of you.
I have a dream.
Four simple words that echoed through all of history.
I have a dream.
A powerful statement that shaped a nation.
I have a dream.
Many wonder if it will ever be more.
I have a dream.
Many more believed a Presidential election fulfilled the dream.

He had a dream
But the dream is not yet reality.
He had a dream
It is more than a black white thing,
He had a dream
It is an every race, religion, people thing.
He had a dream
How can we say it is a reality when we look to the south with hate?
He had a dream
When we judge based on pounds of flesh?
He had a dream
When we judge a people by the acts of a few?

There is a dream
For it is still a dream.
There is a dream
And it will remain one.
There is a dream
Till we can all seat down together in brotherhood.
There is a dream
But we can make it a reality together.
An old poem of mine that I feel has special relevance to today
 Feb 2015 ㅡjatm
Craig Harrison
I breath the oxygen in the air
I feel the wind hitting my skin
the rain drops on my head
My heart beats to keep me alive
my brain keeps my body running.

I am not different
I am not unique
I am the same as you
I live on this Earth
I was born on this world
I am not different
I am equal to you.
Stop Discrimination
 Feb 2015 ㅡjatm
Anggun Russell
Those hazel eyes
Are staring at me
With no words
With no sounds
It's as if they had a million
Words locked

Once I was told
"Eyes never lie though they can't speak"
Those hazel eyes
are telling me
"Words are never enough"

No need to speak
No need words
Those hazel eyes
Are telling me everything

The world stops for a while
And so does my heartbeat
I'm slowly falling on my knees
While staring at those hazel eyes
 Feb 2015 ㅡjatm
stacey renei
You are the center of my poetical universe.
You are the sun that my pieces revolve around.

I was the one who loved you from the start,
The only one who ever appreciated
The kind of man you are.

I never got to know your heart,
I never got to see your soul,
I never know what's going on in your mind.
I know your name, I know how you look like,
But I don't really know who you are.

Which is why I'd sound stupid if I ever said
I  love  you
I don't know why, but I do.

You are the center of my world,
The only thing that my mind revolves around
When I'm bored out of my mind during class.

You're all these things to me,
But I bet you'd never even given me
A second of thought during the day.

But there's that seedling of hope,
Deep within me,
Not asking for much,
Just at least think of me.
I know that this isn't the best thing I've written and I know it's not that good. Still, I hope some of you appreciate it or at least relate to it. Like this poem and leave a comment and follow. Thanks :)
 Feb 2015 ㅡjatm
stacey renei
There's so much of you
I want to see
There's so much of you
I want to hear
There's so much of you
I want to feel
There's so much of you
I want to know

I want to delve in deeper
Into your mind
I'd like to hear the nothings you whisper
You murmur when you're about to go to bed
I'd love to get to know the soul
That's perfect inside
I'd like to wake up next to you each morning
And hear you snore lightly

There's so much of you
I want to  *love
This poem is plain and simple so, sorry if it isn't as good as all the others. Still, hope you like this one. Like it and comment below, making it trend would be nice too. Don't forget to follow me. Thanks :)
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