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 Dec 2014 laura
Tannor Fortin
It isn't what it seems,
A safe haven of learning,
Its really a bad dream,
What truly goes on is concerning,
Bullies rule the school,
They make you fear the hall way,
You tend to worry most, if not all day,
With no escape.
My opinion on school.
 Dec 2014 laura
nichole r
when our metal collided,
forming a beautiful mess of flames and exchanged paint,
they dragged my unrecognizable hunk of meat,
fire still dancing on my skin,
to a blinding, sterilized building smelling of alcohol and copper
usually reserved for bullets in the chest and praying mothers.

they pricked my arms and legs and chest and everywhere in between.
never was there a moment
where cool palms were not smoothing down
the few strands of hair still attached to my scalp.

howls never failed to fill the night-
every night-
and my father joined the wolf pack
once they whispered
"we have some bad news."

their methods had failed to see my body perfect again.
but what they didn't know
is that instead of dripping recycled blood
down the tubes jammed in the holes decorating my skin,
they should have poured words
in to my running river veins.
ALL OPINIONS APPRECIATED AND FEEDBACK IS VERY VERY WELCOME

especially since I'm entering this for a chance to win classes taught by an actual college professor about poETRY EEP I WOULD LOVE TO BE ABLE TO LEARN IN THIS CLASS.

if this poem is not worthy, then please please tell me, or tell me how to make it better, or even if I should pick a different poem all together.

this class/audition is only for high schoolers, and I'm 14 by the way.

thanks fellow poets, and have a creative day !
 Dec 2014 laura
kylie formella
i've always loved adventure, so i tried falling in love
i wouldn't call it falling, really
more of a plummet
into an abyss i can't get out of
yeah, love is an adventure
but i'm lost
and you won't give me the ******* map
 Dec 2014 laura
Willem Boonzaier
Is this a blessing or is this a curse?
Is it getting better or is it getting worse?
Was that feeling real true love?
Did it come from you or did it come from above?

Was I really helped or was it money making?
Cause I am taking these meds and my mind aint shaping
Funny feelings, moods I cant control again
Am I gonna end up insane before I find my mind again

Its no ones fault, but I get the blame
******* if you think we are all the same
Treated unfair always put me to shame
I'll be better than you and you'll have yourself to blame

Why forgive and forget when someone is dead?
Rather point the finger at yourself instead

Success or fail, I am only a human being
Sometimes I wish someone could see what I am seeing
My mind is different, different than the rest
Thats why I believe that I can achieve the best

What happened to me wasn't that great at all
But Im really glad that I had that fall
Now I stand here and know what to do
Im gonna be better than all of you
This is the first time I'm posting any of my work. Any comments and advice will be gladly accepted.
 Dec 2014 laura
M Tamura
Tears stain pen to paper
Blood stains mark old clothes
Nights become quiet
Void of answers
I see emptyness plauge my life
Enough   please
I just want to feel better again
The internet, my twisted and faithful friend
O' how this introverted nature depends on you!
I search for him in all your words
Each heart felt plea
I find him, I find myself, I find you
Instead of being alone
I nestle into your heartache
Reminds me that I, we, are not alone.
Im so grateful not to be alone
Thank you.
 Dec 2014 laura
Zhivagos Muse
As you gazed across the room,
My eyes caught your lingering stare,
To a woman who was not me,
Both not seeing, unaware.

Like a giddy school boy, I watched,
As she asked about your day,
Standing in disbelief,
Sensing this was wrong in every way.

My stomach hit the floor that day,
Followed closely by my heart,
Sadly not realizing,
This was only just the start.

Never enough, too much,
Imperfect in every way,
Wanting to run, scream, hide,
Like a coward, I choose only to stay.

Birthdays uncelebrated,
No tinsel on the tree,
This union isn't working,
The fault is always me.

Lousy cook, deplorable housekeeper,
No tiger in bed,
Tears stream down my face,
From words uttered & ones left unsaid.

Listen up 'gentle' men,
This shouldn't come as a surprise,
The true beauty of a woman,
Does not in fact lie between her thighs.

Love her laugh, her heart,
her smile,
Value these things,
& she may just stay awhile.

Don't win her over with baubles & bling,
court her with fancy dinners,
These mean nothing.

Write her a poem,
Leave her a letter,
These are the honey, gold, & nectar.

Moments shared, hands held,
A warm hug, a gentle touch,
These are the things of true value,
These are the things we all want so much.

Forgive me if my honesty
Isn't quite on trend,
But truth be told, what this world need more of,
Isn't lovers,
But ride or die friends.
 Dec 2014 laura
El
Societies Mirror
 Dec 2014 laura
El
Mirror, Mirror on the wall
Who is the fairest of them all

Not you, you're fat
You look horrid in that hat
I hate it when you dress like that
You might as well have been beaten with a bat
Too small
Too tall
Too short
Too slim
There will never be an way to win


Mirror Mirror one the wall
Are you really a reflection of what I need?

*No, I am just an image of what society wants you to be
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