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328 · Jun 2016
Mines
Maria Etre Jun 2016
If your brain was sane
would it push me against the wall
on the ***** stairs of my street
and kiss me drunk

If your brain was sane
would it defy all the bombs
of "no's" and escape the quiet
mines that lie beneath
that playground
of buried
"i think i
love you"
326 · May 2019
What the...
Maria Etre May 2019
I suddenly awoke from hypnosis
my eyes no longer dilate
at your sight
but my
mind expands when my thoughts
sneak out to dance with the idea of you
in the middle of the night on a white sheet
with ***** lead shoes writing the story of
what my heart wanted, my mind thought
and poetry yearned for
326 · Jul 2018
Create love
Maria Etre Jul 2018
Of all the sins
I have committed
by far the strongest
and strangest
is creating
a lover
that
I only
see..
LOVE NOT
326 · Dec 2017
Beneath the Surface
Maria Etre Dec 2017
There is a person
in me
the surfaces
when my
inhibitions
drown
"who are
you?"
324 · Sep 2019
Breathers
Maria Etre Sep 2019
Mus *** bet hat
I have been l o.o king
at yo u different lythe
who le time
Read with breathers
324 · Mar 2020
Your Turn
Maria Etre Mar 2020
Someone told me you're still pretty
you still wear your 20's in your 30's
bite your nails when angsty
and stutter when jittery

Someone told me you still fly
making the earth your sky
falling out of being shy
into living a different reality

Someone told me you still cry
when you're feeling, everything really...
turning your cheeks red with salty tears
chafing childhood from baby cheeks

Someone told me you...still...
324 · Aug 2018
Peter
Maria Etre Aug 2018
(R)emember
who you ar(e)
no matter
the mold(s)
you have to
ste(p) into.
B(e) their
an(c)hor
tha(t)
never
tilts
"If I Could Give You My Eyes" Series
321 · Oct 2016
Today
Maria Etre Oct 2016
Can I love you in ways
that would even make
Romeo question his?
321 · May 2020
Is It Only Me?
Maria Etre May 2020
I do not want to confine myself to a cubicle
I do not want to type my way through a day
I do not want to bite my nails, fearing I ‘d fail
I do not want to smoke my anxiety, on a Thursday
I do not want to miss sunrise, in traffic
I do not want to train a fake smile
I do not want to mingle, even when I’m single
I do not want to leave quarantine, even if you call it a syndrome
I do not want to jump into busy, I do not miss it
I do not want to forget how to value
I do not want to rush, I like the pause
I do not want to live by time, I want to control time
I do not want to consume a designated lunch, I want to make lunch matter
I do not want lockdown to end
319 · Oct 2017
Beautiful Surrender
Maria Etre Oct 2017
Today
I felt defeated
yet happy
that I lost a part of me
that somehow
dragged me down
and
honestly
a sense of
peace
overcome me
completely
319 · Apr 16
MayDay
Maria Etre Apr 16
I mayde** up
my mind
without
thin
king
"Mayday" is an internationally recognized distress signal used by pilots to indicate imminent danger or a life-threatening emergency situation
318 · Oct 2017
Rejected Writer
Maria Etre Oct 2017
Your "No"
browsed through
my writing
flipping through
stories
and ended
at the beginning
of a new
"chapter 1"
317 · Sep 2024
Sleepless
Maria Etre Sep 2024
Why does my mind
race
without running shoes
to exhaust the
thought of
over-thinking?
317 · Feb 4
Dim-witted
Maria Etre Feb 4
I feel dumb
because
the blood isn't
making it to my brain
it's rerouting itself
to where
it's pumped
and I
feel
light-headed

*falls
317 · Apr 2018
Outlook
Maria Etre Apr 2018
Kindly find attached
empty documents
of diluted nights
blurry with alcohol
smudged with tears
filled with embarrassment
that actually now
don't matter enough
to be remembered.

Sincerely,
Memory Loss
315 · Dec 2015
Been There
Maria Etre Dec 2015
I have walked in fields of butterflies
marveling at reality with a lens
of love

I have walked crawled through puddles
of broken glass
strengthening what's left of my heart

I have clawed my way through thorns
depression
to see the sun again

I have stood on feet of stone
cemented by poetry
to reach great heights

I have written on pages
upon pages just to
remain sane

I have met you
and gotten ******
by your mere presence
realizing
that reality
is just
as hazy
314 · Feb 2020
MAPS
314 · Jun 2020
DJ
Maria Etre Jun 2020
DJ
The mind was always background noise
in a soundtrack played by the beats of one's heart
with lyrics from conversations
inspiration from hyperventilation
and palpitations
313 · Nov 2017
Ear Muffs
Maria Etre Nov 2017
Today
I closed my
ears
for
I don't want
to listen
to the beats
of my
own heart
312 · Aug 2016
Time and I
Maria Etre Aug 2016
I went back in time today
and saw him standing there
the way I did before
but a lot more mature

Shoulders broader
hair darker,
maybe some white strands
and here I thought
never a chance

I went back in time today
and talked to him
he sounded older...

Will continue demain
311 · Mar 2018
More Than Part 3
Maria Etre Mar 2018
It's more
than just
a taste
when my tongue
forgets flavor
and only
savors
310 · Sep 2018
Body
Maria Etre Sep 2018
"What have I done?"
asked my life.

"Ruined me"
replied my heart with strife.

"It's alright"
answered my mind.

"You still beat, right?"
asked my body.

"Sometimes, I think"
replied my heart

"When?"
asked Time

"I have yet to find out"
said my eyes
309 · Jan 2018
Other Languages
Maria Etre Jan 2018
The things
left unsaid
left us
breathless
309 · May 2
Virus
Maria Etre May 2
I vomited
the last piece
of you
and relieved myself
from the toxicity
that ate me up
from the inside

That's my kind of
glow up
Sometimes it's the word ***** that is healing in disguise
309 · May 2020
Hush.
Maria Etre May 2020
Lonely Lullabies
                 Lull Lost Adults
                                 Loosely into Lockdown
                                                     As they drown in
                                                                          Sleepless Slumber
307 · Apr 11
2025
306 · Sep 2020
COVID-19ers
Maria Etre Sep 2020
My hands
lost sense of feeling
from all the sanitization
306 · Jul 2017
Wishes and Skies
Maria Etre Jul 2017
The stars
grew heavy
from the wishes
that they carried

Until one starry night
they rained
on me
giving me
a sky of
shooting
stars
304 · Jul 2
Come On, Jump In
303 · Dec 2019
ED
Maria Etre Dec 2019
ED
This is a mental battle
I wish I can drown in *****
302 · Nov 2024
Ink Me Softly
Maria Etre Nov 2024
Fatten my papers
with poetry
your name
is dense
it inks it
differently
302 · Feb 2021
Effort
Maria Etre Feb 2021
Falling in
is easy
But

How does one falling out
when falling requires gravity and all I want is to do the opposite...
to climb out
claw my way out
from the void that ****** me
into
toxicity
301 · Jun 2018
Riddle in Brackets
Maria Etre Jun 2018
I fel(l)
in (.....)
t(o)o hard
I felt
hea(v)y
and my
heart
brok(e)
299 · Jun 2020
Astray
299 · Feb 2020
Pickles
Maria Etre Feb 2020
I opened my pantry
and found my heart pickled
Remember, I set you there
after you got broken
years later, I gathered the courage
to show to the world

Are you ready?
295 · Oct 2016
Solitude
Maria Etre Oct 2016
Sometimes the rambling
of your thoughts
in the middle of night
alone
is the only music you need
to keep you company
till dawn!
295 · Jul 14
SOML
Maria Etre Jul 14
I have loved
the love
that never knew
real love
I have fallen for those whom have never been loved the way they deserve to be and I noticed that this is a recurrent thing - giving my heart the purpose of loving - since it's never been loved.
295 · Oct 2018
Insert New Character
Maria Etre Oct 2018
I do not write for you
I write about you..
Well not about you, about you
but about what you would be
had I wanted to add
a new character
to my fiction
295 · Jan 2018
Dear Heart,
Maria Etre Jan 2018
Hope you are doing well on all levels.
This is an apology to all the insults
I have rained on you
to all the curses
I have cussed
to all the mistreatment
that I have voiced
when you lead me down paths
of broken dreams.
I want to apologise for being irrational
I had no idea, you had it planned
all along.

Sincerely,
Sorry Self
294 · May 7
Lay vs. Be
292 · Jul 2020
What A Story
Maria Etre Jul 2020
(JUST)(IF)Y

The verb that strengthens the truth
also questions it.
290 · Oct 2017
Paper and Blood
Maria Etre Oct 2017
My papers
bled every time
I scarred them
with my quill
injecting
my lines
with your
name
290 · Apr 2018
Sleeveless
Maria Etre Apr 2018
I have always worn
my heart on my sleeve
and now,
summer
is around the corner
sleeves are no longer worn
and my heart.. well
it's torn...
between where to be shown
or should I play
a game and leave it
in the unknown?
289 · Feb 2018
"CUT"
Maria Etre Feb 2018
I rewind
unwind
repeat
my prayers
and restart
replay
my days again
in hopes
of a
different
movie
287 · May 2017
Cello
Maria Etre May 2017
He ran his fingers
up and down her spine
like a cello
and with every glide
she released a sigh
that composed a melody
a symphony
that tuned
the night
their night
286 · Jun 2018
Bashful Lines
Maria Etre Jun 2018
The fault
in my lines
is that they too
are scared
you'd read
your name
in between
Maria Etre Jun 23
I am having an affair
with life
cheating on my married
state
which was committed
to ticking the boxes
of social norms
and not a partner
per say
I am not empowering cheating per say, I am shedding light on the fact that the adrenaline that you've always shunned away from might be just what you need to break away from the chains that society has imposed on you, as a man, as a woman, as whoever you are.
Look at the greener grass, keep your ethics, but this poem is merely a simile between swaying towards a life that you've always had a "thing" for, a lust for, and I say go for it, let go, let them, let yourself.
283 · Feb 2018
Endless
Maria Etre Feb 2018
For some reason
our "happily ever after"
tends
to replay our
first encounter
over and
over   ........ and over....
                      over......and over....
                                                   .... over.....
281 · Jan 2018
Tap Tap
Maria Etre Jan 2018
When
there's that certain
tapping on
a fragile heart
there's that
salty raindrop
collecting
in your
eye
281 · Jan 2020
BackPast
Maria Etre Jan 2020
When everyone is going forward
I find myself
leaning
backwards to the simpler things
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