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 Feb 2018 Marrisa
grumpy thumb
They are bombing children
as their own
are hummed lullabies.
They are bombing children
as their own
are tucked into bed tonight.
They are bombing children
as their own are rocked to sleep.
They are bombing children
with rockets burying them
in rubble deep.
Syria
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
Kartikeya Jain
And they would
stand with me
refusing to let
light leave the room
like how during storms
the earth holds the grass
close to its chest.
My brothers,
What is this
Mad. Mad. Love.
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
Traveler
She blossomed in early spring
Spread her wings and flew to me
The beauty of her gender shone
A fawn-eyed girl no man had known

The world was hers for the takin’
Her heart was ripe for the breakin’
No place to run, no place to hide
A broken heart is how she died

Now she lives on in my mirrors
To face this truth my greatest fear
No tear I cry could justify
How I killed a butterfly
...
Traveler Tim
Some debts can never be repaid.
HP Dec 2014
Re post by lazy Poet!
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
Anonymous Poet
Her
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
Anonymous Poet
Her
Can you see me?
Because looking at you is like
sitting in the front row
Amongst the crowd, amongst
all of the noise
But as soon as you walk into
the room, everything becomes
dead silent
And I become frozen, with my
eyes locked on your beauty
I tend to imagine us sparking
a conversation over coffee
or maybe over lunch
Nothing too crazy, because
being around you in any setting
would be crazy enough
But in reality I'm never able
to gather the words
For if I could, I would let you
know that you glow in place
of the sun on a cloudy day
That your smile becomes shelter
from the pouring rain
But instead I just sit back patiently
waiting, praying that the universe
will bless today with the opportunity
of learning your name
I kept chasing
you, as if
you were
a distant dream.
But dreams
are not always
dreams.
Sometimes, we have
nightmares too.
When did those dreams turned into nightmares? When did I stop believing in the magic of dreams?
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
Jen Snow
Icarus
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
Jen Snow
Don’t

Is the worst
Word

It limits
It binds
It confines

Chokes
Off
Life

Don’t go too far
Don’t run too fast
Don’t work too hard
Don’t fly too high
Don’t love him or her
Don’t cross that line

Red warning lights ahead

If you

Don’t

Fall in line

But not me

I want to build the biggest wings

And
Fly
Until
My
Skin
Is
Ablaze

I want to break
All the boundaries

I want to go where
I shouldn’t

I want to feel
So alive

That
Every
Second
That passes

Is
A
Glorious
Eternity

Fearless passion

As
I dive
From
On
High

And even
If
I go
Down
In
Flames

It will
Be
Such
A
Beautiful
Demise

Every
Single
Moment
Of
My
Burning

Will
Be
Worth
It
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
girl
sixth sense
 Feb 2018 Marrisa
girl
I feel nothing but heartache
I taste nothing but my tears
I hear nothing but my sobs
l smell nothing but the rain
I see nothing but you in my mind
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