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You can take your spiteful words
and shove them up your ***
when it comes to taking **** from you
Sorry, but I'll pass
because I've accepted hatred
and hurt, pain and depression
and i'm getting sick and tired
of writing poems as confessions.
So *******
I'm tired of your ****
my feelings are a fire
the flame has been lit.
The rose bloomed
It was beautiful
The colors sprung
It was full of life

Bees rejoiced
Butterflies flew
For the, oh, so pretty
Rose and morning dew

One day it looked tired
From all of its glory
It started to fade
It started to wither

The rose was never the same
It's just like all of us
Trapped in a cliche
And never-ending cycle
 Dec 2014 Lauren Cole
unwritten
oaks
 Dec 2014 Lauren Cole
unwritten
i.
i feel you in my bones sometimes,
on those nights when the silence screams almost as loud as your lingering words,
when the portrait of you is stitched onto my aching eyelids,
thrown together in a mass of lazy brushstrokes from a dark palette.

ii.
i light cigarettes,
but i don't smoke them.
i just watch them burn out.
fade.
crumble.
like we did, endless eons ago.

iii.
it's clear to me now that,
like the land and the sky,
you and i were simply never meant to meet,
never destined to touch.

iv.
sometimes,
i can bring myself not to feel so hollow,
if i think of the better days,
when your smile wasn't a façade
and your love for me was a looming oak
in this great big forest of daft, dying weeds.

v.
but it's not worth much, anyway,
because the truth
is that your smile shines
just about as bright as the stars in the big city,
and your love for me
snaps
like a silly little twig.

vi.
in all honesty,
we never were,
we just tried to be.

vii.
you know,
i walk endless roads trying to forget you.

viii.**
it doesn't work.

(a.m.)
i haven't written anything in a while, so here's a quick poem with just about every cliché you could ever think of. enjoy.
 Dec 2014 Lauren Cole
Voyager
You told me I'd be happier if you and me didn't exist but you forgot you're my happiness
 Dec 2014 Lauren Cole
Kate Irons
i prayed for the first time in awhile yesterday.

i prayed to God that He would take away my sadness and sorrow and give me something to smile about rather than to cry. i begged Him to show me my way; to help.

i cried again today, but this time i cried out of happiness.
my heart finally doesn’t hurt.

i prayed for Him to let me be happy and now i am.
 Nov 2014 Lauren Cole
Megan Grace
i've started to put myself
back together with the pieces
i have left sitting around in my
apartment and while some of the
original sections are missing it seems
they've been replaced with something
like sugar, something like sunshine,
something like me with a slightly
warmer tint
A wonderful day spent with friends I love
Two old, one new
You guys are great
Even if one of you is shy
The other is a little all over the place
And the third…
Oh the third how I love her
And the entire time I had to focus
On anything other than the fact
That all I wanted to do was hold her,
To kiss her, to lay my head upon hers
And be stricken with bliss and love
And all those other feelings
But nonetheless I loved tonight
I loved helping you paint
I loved speaking in inside jokes
A tongue only we will ever really understand
I loved your family
Even when the younger ones were getting on your nerves
I loved meeting Roxxi,
She was a riot
And all those wonderful things we all did
Eating French silk Doritos
Drinking every last drop of lemonade
Pointing out my abnormally large pupils
I never did say, large pupils are a sign of attraction
People have looked at large pupils as a sign of attraction since Egypt,
I guess you’re my Cleopatra
And when you held my hand I couldn’t help
But feel butterflies in my stomach
I wanted to hold it forever and never let go
I wanted to grasp it as if it were all that mattered
And I did...
Poem written after one of the better nights of my life recently.
 Nov 2014 Lauren Cole
Aspen
notice
 Nov 2014 Lauren Cole
Aspen
you always asked me
why i sleep so much
but the truth is i don't
get more than a few
hours of sleep
i lay awake all night
waiting for someone
to notice i'm alone and
i'm scared and i can't
seem to find a reason
to live
i wanted you to notice
i was dropping hints
i was leaving clues
i was waiting
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