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The healing powers of poetry

   cannot be overlooked, nor denied,

aspects of life's absurdities & wonder

unfurled in translatable surrender

juxtaposition of souls midst passages,

  written words of purged sentiments

sharing humanity's scripted similarities

        bled upon pages of deliverance
~for all my new, young female friends here

Don't try to inhabit
your lover's heart.
It is occupied.

If you are truly smitten,
invite him into yours.

Let him rattle around,
poke and ****,
take some measurements.

Devour him
if you are fierce
enough and
so desire.

But then send him
on his way.

Remind him
your heart is not for sale.
You live there.

Keep your heart
for yourself.

Allow him his own.

Live nearby; visit often.

You will be
happier, truer,
and avoid needless
heartbreak.

And you will still
have yourself.
   ~mce
Forgive me. I spent much of my life teaching and I am myself a father. I'm not preaching, just pointing some things out.
 Apr 2015 Kaitlyn A Warnken
vane
Why are you being so harsh on them?
You're mad at them cause they're asking an obvious question?
Don't you think they just want to have a conversation with you?
Not all the time they'll understand you,
Not all the times they'll fogive you.
Don"t be too insensitive to other's feelings.
You wouldn't wish to be treated the way you treated them.
Don't blame them for every bad situation you have,
It's not their fault.
They're just the people who are with you
When you're struggling in life.
Be mature.
Maybe in that way life will love you.
The willow tree looks like it's wilting more than usual today,
As if there are invisible weights tied around the branches dragging it towards the ground.
I don't see resistance in the branches; no apparent will to perk up.
It's given up.
This nature lies so strangely parallel to my life, as if the invisible weights reflect my stance in society.
Held back. Hard to break away. Difficult to want to make change.
Each time I am leaving home for a trip or a camp, i get quite emotional.
All these thoughts running through my head
What if I dont return
What if i dont see my family again
What if What if What if
There are so many things that sometimes i really wanna say to you
But i can never bring myself to
I dont know how to express all these feelings to you
I am really thankful for whatever you have done for me
The sacrifices you made, the money you spent on me
I appreciate it all and am grateful for it
This week has been a tough week for us all
and it was this week that i realize how bad of a daughter i have been
how i have taken you for granted all this while
how i have forgotten where we actually stand
how much you have and would sacrifice for us
hoow much you love us
your love is the greatest i would ever receive in my entire life
i have so many more things to say
but i have to go now
i will try my very best to be better for you
i will try my best to show my appreciation to you
i have never told you this
but you are the best
and i would never trade anyone for you

and if anything happens, i hope someone show this to them
for i have not shown enough love
and maybe
the only way for them to feel my love
is through my words.
Not a poem though. Always expect the worst, pray for the best.
Thoughts touching on a tantric level,
pleasures unfold,
caught in a moonbeam,
ships that drift into a nonchalant harbour of desire,
casting long shadows over a rippling sea,  
like a soul caught out of the body,
longing for freedom yet cannot be cast adrift,
circling these incumbent yearnings are the great birds of reason,
awaiting to taste the spoils of our misdemeanors,
yet within this paradox we float on ebony streams of cerebral bliss.
 Apr 2015 Kaitlyn A Warnken
Vera
stop talking to me

stop thinking about me

stop being sweet to me

stop calling me pretty

stop calling me sweet

stop treating me like i am something

stop being in love with me

i'm broken
wrecked
i'm the monster under your bed
weak is what i really am
and you shouldn't send me messages or try to see me

stop because i'm better of alone
it's not selfpitty
it's only the truth
only who i am
i would better be off dead
dead.
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