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 905° 
Sherri Woodman
Today I got a hug, out of the blue                                                             ­     
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and it even came with an "I love you''                                                            ­    
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Such a simple kind gesture                                                          ­                                                  
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  It brought me such pleasure                                                         ­                     
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It picked me up when I felt down                                                             ­                       
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  turned my day totally around                                                           ­                 
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  Just when I thought no one cared                                                            ­            
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someone loved me, someone shared
 697° 
silvervi
It’s not happening as you expected? So what? How do you know that what you wanted to happen was for the best?
Embrace the challenges. Embrace the unexpected. That way, you’re unstoppable.
I know it's hard sometimes. But we can grow so much! 💓
 611° 
FrenchHornNinja
It wakes me up now

I spilled it on my t-shirt

Tea spills from mouths too
 535° 
Nat Lipstadt
how odd, how rare. eyes connect,
and the irrelevant falls away, so,
to the end of the beginning we go,
how odd, how rare, she tired of
players, gamers, inevitable disappointment,
so she assays his
approach, snd speaks first:

What are you after?

no hesitation no guising, no uncertainty, he states with surety,
product of grace added to sadness of series of serious accumulations of
disappointment,

"A shared understanding..."

Equals in their shocked surprise,
both stare, hard, then harder,
examining faces and rising heat,
suppressing the intriguing intensity,
imagining outcomes, not endings,
futures, not casualties, and the
assessing silence, not uncomforting,

indeed, the silence soothes, the
attraction stirring and they answer
the overhanging questioning answered simultaneously, with a
yes, a simple supposition, an agreed upon proposition, a mutuality
calming, and the ending of a
shared understanding...
may 5/25
 427° 
Sunamin Tamang
Life yea
it’s beautiful
wow & I’d hate
to crack it open
just to feed
someone’s curiosity

what a beautiful
wreckage

(or)
what a beautiful
weight

~~
what a beautiful
Life.
the most beautiful life I've ever lived
 375° 
Yonah Jeong
Stars aren't forgotten
they just fade
because they're nothing

Your shadows
give to us

What our Hudson River
take out
With FDR

Stars don't fade
they are just forgotten
because they are not nothing.
 255° 
Grace
The pool's swirling
and the fish,
swimming in the dappled light,
have found me.
 252° 
My Dear Poet
there’s always two sides to a story
yet there is no shape with just two sides
so when you shape your story
you’d need to tell another lie
 249° 
Varg
Oh, darling,
When will you understand?
My heart beats only for you,
and if one day I cease to love you,
then I shall cease to be.
For our love floats in the air,
in every drop of gentle rain,
in every sunbeam of a beautiful dawn.
My love for you is my entire life.

This unreturned love
will never feel like a punishment.
That you are part of my mind and heart
is my greatest blessing.
And if I must gaze at you from afar
for the rest of my life,
I will do so proudly.
To see the woman of my life for eternity?
It will be my greatest pleasure..
 241° 
Austin Meehan
18
sometimes
the dark is too loud
the light too quiet
im used to the storm
and not sunshine
 230° 
Sacrelicious
I dont know who I'm supposed to be anymore.
Like the weather,
I'm indecisive and moody.
Looking for reasons to be gloomy.
You can catch me sulking.
In the sunlight.
Always wanting what I can't have.
I am only human.
 218° 
Bekah Halle
Baths are a curious thing,
That I would lie in one, serene,
For hours.

The water, once clean
Washes off all that was mean
Then I wrap myself up in towels.

It’s a place where I dream,
Of far-off traces, I would see
And poetry inspired.

It's also a pool where I can grieve,
Catching all my tears for reprieve
And leave relieved.
Bath is also a town/city in the UK, baths are a fluid cocoon from the world and my happy place.
 213° 
Kylprin
After all these years
I still feel so cold
If I only listened to you
Then I wouldn't be wishing for you
So long
So far
Too late to retain all I learned
Too late for this date not to change
All I have left
Is just manged remains
 167° 
Phia
Desperation leaks from my words
As I beg the universe for life
Happiness
And you
 143° 
Stardust
A cool breeze in the early morning
Pastel blue sky, with light rain humming
Songs of birds and insects rise
Nature greets with whispered sighs.
 122° 
Elena Vale
When it’s pouring outside,
rain disturbing windows–

When afar,
my mind is restless;
sleepless and insane.

I proceed to scream your name
like a sinner prayer.
Sunrise comes–
and still,
you are not near.

I remember our time,
vivid picture on my mind;
In one man bed,
we lay squished together.

Young and naked, naked souls,
we enjoy
our time together.
Oh I wish we had forever…

Your gentle touch all over me,
your eyes as well,
as we become together.

You roughly fill me with your love,
not worrying about the sleeping neighbours.

You brush my golden hair,
slowly after,
before we head back to the bed.

I fall asleep,
mind blank,
because I’m by
your side,
and nothing else compares.
a little poem because memories is all I care about.
 120° 
Kai
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
"Respect your elders!"
How about respect my boundaries
Respect your place
Mind your business
Stop cyber stalking me, Ryan
Before I figure out where you are and smack you in the face
NO???? IM NOT GOING TO RESPECT MY ELDERS IF THEY DONT RESPECT ME AND THATS FINAL.
Well,
I've come to terms with coming to terms,
terms and conditions apply.

Please wait in line,
the firing squad is experiencing delays

and we'd all like to delay
but the inevitable is generally the rule.

Making breakfast
enough to last
until supper,

not the last supper, I pray,
that's already been done to death.
 108° 
Dr Peter Lim
This moves me so deeply:
   a flight of birds on wing
   across a clear blue sky
   at the first flush of morning

  or upon the in-setting
  of a soft tender evening
  as through my window, watching
  my poem in completing

  with the last lines impending  
  in beauty enriching -
  time I forget, lost in reverie
  with my heart in throbbing

as for my love I'm waiting-
hush, I'm wondering
where the birds are heading
and feeling they and I are in happiness-sharing
 102° 
Barbara R Maxwell
It’s Friday
Almost the weekend
Many people herald it
It’s the end of a work week
Time to rest
Enjoy
It’s Friday
Time to step back
Calm down
Breathe
Time to look forward
To something else
It’s Friday
 100° 
Michael Rudelich
The rain ends.
All is lush,
and glistening,
and verdant
and a
beautiful
young girl
yawns from
boredom.
 93° 
Ellie
Simon Says
The game is easy
When Simon Says to do it you do
But if Simon didn’t say you don’t
Simple right?
Simon Says is a game of control
To train the children to do what their told
Simon says shut up and sit down
Stare ahead and don’t mutter a word
Take these notes about Romeo and Juliet
Because that’s more useful than teaching how to pay rent
The Game is a system
To keep you in line
Why are you tired?
Simon didn’t say you could be tired
Tired of the burnout
Tired of the relentless pressure
Simon says if you don’t do well you’ll fail in life
But it’s all just a game of Simon Says
Right?
This is meant to be read in slam poetry style
 92° 
Jayami
If you ever cared to look back,
you would have seen me miserable,
falling far behind you on bleeding feet,
at each monstrous step you take,
screeching for you to stop;
begging for you to spare me.
But you never did, nor ever heard me.
And you will never know when my cries fade out,
finally, into the solace which forbids your haunt.
time never stops for anybody.
 82° 
Christa Ziegler
Some day it will not
hurt so much and we only
have to make it there.
 81° 
Lostling
I try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
But still
I'm not
Enough
Sometimes I catch a glimpse of the person in the mirror and wonder what anyone sees in them
 80° 
Amethyste
You are the smile on my lip
You are the verse on the paper
I panick not to loose your number
There will be no poetries anymore.
 78° 
Selma
We learn to hold hands with life.
Through good times
And bad.
She doesn’t sugarcoat,
Yet she loves
In her own way.

Oh, and when you looked me
In the eye
And said you wanted to die -
To let go of her grasp,
I saw her cry
And beg for your forgiveness.
 76° 
Lyle
I think it's safe to say
that right now I'm doing okay
I don't feel sad
I'm not even mad
I'm not yet happy
but then again, I don't think I ever will be
I just think that right now I can truly say
I'm just doing okay.
"The whole world become nothing in front of you because it can never replace your place"
 71° 
Kezexxe
Peace is like sun,
Strife is like rain,
You have sun,
Then the rain comes,
And washes it away.
I feel the world at
   times conspires to make true my
basic discontent.
Inspired (or more aptly directly drawn from) “The Pillow Book” by Sei Shōnagon
 68° 
Joan Zaruba
Hills, trees, rocks, cold waves
A city wrapped in the wild
Duluth, steel and heart
I spent a few days in Duluth, MN and wanted to challenge myself to capture its essence in a simple three 5/7/5 syllable lines.
 66° 
Mariana
I don't want this to be
Like a movie I'd see
I want the good, the bad
And all the boring in between.
 63° 
Frances Raeburn
and then
I want to write  
another million
words
of then
 63° 
Victoria
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Depressed—fighting silent wars,
Demons whisper through the pores
Of my thoughts. I try to stand,
But the weight won't leave my hands.

I'm not done. I'm not yet through,
But it's hard—what can I do?
I’ve got to fight for sanity,
But it's draining all of me.

Only midday, yet I’m bare,
Empty lungs and vacant stare.
This is more than tired breath—
This is what depression says.


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