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 Mar 2015 Katrina
Marie-Niege
she's never
known a man
that could walk
on water before.

'come on in,' he said
the water's fine,'
as he wades farther
and farther out into
a tided pool of nothingness.

'i'd rather stub my toe
against something sticky like a
starfish-
then feel nothingness
with you.'

she's never
known a man
that could
walk on water
before.

do you
 Mar 2015 Katrina
Ash Tree Meadow
I've yet to forget your presence.
How wonderful you made me feel.
How alive you made me feel.
You lit a fire inside of me.
A fire that has yet to die.
I cannot bare the thoughts.
The endless memories trapped inside me.
You've captured me.
You are the worst addiction.
I cannot bare this feeling.
Endless feelings.
You've left me here.
No care in the world.
You've left me here alone.
You knew what it'd do to me.

You knew.

A.F.
 Mar 2015 Katrina
Tori Bender
2 AM
 Mar 2015 Katrina
Tori Bender
I have to forget them
All the moments we shared
Laughing hysterically
This connection so rare

Sharing your life with me
A move daring and bold
Poured mine into your hands
Which I so longed to hold

I cannot remember
Ev'ry star we admired
Running through bitter wind
Kept warm by our fire

We said that one day, we'd
Return here together
You promised we'd stare up
At those stars forever

But what's hurting the most
Is your gaze and your smile
And the light in your eyes
I won't see for a while

I wish i could hold you
See you, touch you--kiss you
But all that I can do
For now
is miss you
At 2 am
 Aug 2013 Katrina
Jay Rose
Reversed
 Aug 2013 Katrina
Jay Rose
To think, to do,
to say, to mean,
they're all completely different things.
The thought is confined,
wrapped around making the world right
but the simple truth is,
there will always be a fight.
Peace has no meaning
in a world of hate.
That's why the few that are nice
are remembered as great.
But they soon would break
just as did the rest,
and being nice
once again becomes a test.
It shouldn't be a test
and soon people will see
the dark and vicious truth
of what the world has come to be.
The treatment given to others
is not what they deserve.
And if I had the power
I'd rebuild the world, reversed.
Step into my mind.
 Aug 2013 Katrina
Haley Lorish
Agony
 Aug 2013 Katrina
Haley Lorish
Your face, illuminating in front of me
My heart rate accelerating
My stomach contorting to knots
The corners of my mouth begging to rise
When I remember you are no longer mine
Desperation corrupting my thoughts
Breathing becomes a labor
The pain engulfs my whole
Failed attempts to conceal myself
For, the agony displays upon my face
 Aug 2013 Katrina
Anupam Sweta
The infinity of love which bonded hearts;
Now it just remains a lament truth;
Destiny always played the typical game of fortune;
And the path changed for the infinite lovers;

The infinity of love which bonded souls;
Now it just resides at an imaginary platform;
Confined to many terms and conditions;
And love now exists in a platonic form;

The infinity of love which bonded creatures;
Now it just remains a virtual image;
Reality shattered its approach;
and virtual approach took up the command;

The infinity of love which bonded two lives;
Now it just remains as memories;
As an essential component of life;
And an indispensable truth to survive within;

    And the infinity of love which bonded feelings;
        Now it just binds memories for long!!
 Aug 2013 Katrina
Jenna Andrews
I've come so far,
                                  *yet I have fallen so deep
 Aug 2013 Katrina
Zoe Yabrove
They fight and die for our
FREEDOM.
F-R-E-E four letters forming a song.
FREEDOM
D-O-M- ination.
Yes, it is a war.
Free against Dom.
In case you haven’t noticed the dove with broken wings;
******* is winning.
******* is killing.
******* is stealing our sons and sisters.
It is taking away our choice.
It is deciding who we can love.
Why be unique if conformity is dominating?
If going with the majority is fiting in,
Is being yourself fitting out?
What gives us the right to size anyone up?
Does my shirt tell you about my past?
Does my hair tell you what makes me laugh, or cry?
Our eyes are merely glasses for our hearts.
Some have weak prescriptions.
Originality is becoming the dinosaur
of the 21st century.
Free yourself from the cult of chumps.
Embrace what is different,
Let it D-O-M-inate
Far down the line
But my skin will stay café
The dark side of a lunar moon
Casts shadows upon my face
But the light shines down and diffuses
A fusion that I embrace
I look back at time
I look back at space
The line I walk
I’ll keep my pace
My ears preserve
To speak with grace
And make some sense
Of muddled race
Sharp is my tone
And so I brace
For those who cry
“You have no place”
I’m springing forth
From ancestral base
An intricate weave
Of familial lace
From within my core
Beats resonate
My soul resounds
Like deep, rich bass
A load I can carry
But tedious weight
My calm brown hair
I’ll never hate
With open arms
Receive my fate
I wish I could aid my earlier brethren
Slaving away on that Southern estate
I am not done…
Will I be too late?
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