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 Mar 2018 Megan
Cecil Miller
Let me dream of love;
Let me dream of love tonight.
Sometimes fantasy can be
Greater than reality.

Let me dream of love tonight.
Let me hold a body tight.
Let me gaze into some eyes
That are kind and beautiful and wise.

Let me dream of love tonight,
Though it may not be real,
No matter how it may feel.
It will not be mistaken for a lie.
Some of my favorite poems are little songs I make up while in the shower.
I composed this and then wanted to get it on the site before it slipped away as so many tidbits often do. (I'm still in my towel) 3/11/2018 6:35pm

p.s. there is a rock festival happening outside my window, so of course I would have music on my brain.
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?
 Mar 2018 Megan
Rohan P
sunlight
 Mar 2018 Megan
Rohan P
frightened, like colder
clouding sunlight,

like windows
of shadow and blue,

colder
shadowing sunlight,

like widows
of frightened blue

i pasted your love to the window:

blue, clouding sunlight.
 Mar 2018 Megan
Tallie
I crave the days of salty air
A time where swim suits are all we wear
days and days of sun
and your hair is windblown and up in a bun
ice cream trucks circle down the street
your plate piled with fresh barbecue meat
long days, short nights
so. many. mosquito. bites.
oh winter you can be so cruel
and I hate going to school
so summer please hurry
because I miss you and hate the snow flurry
 Mar 2018 Megan
Mystic Ink Plus
Tuition fee: X
Development fee: Y
Security fee: Z

Extra-curricular fee,
probably : V
Fee to **** time,
mandatorily: W

Cost of being good,
“ZERO”, I evaluate.

Here,
We pay a handsome waste,
X, Y, Z, V, W
to be nothing.

With a hope,
to be something.
Genre: Beyond Poetry
Theme: Education becoming costlier
 Mar 2018 Megan
Hannah
Panic
 Mar 2018 Megan
Hannah
tightness

in my throat

tears

in my eyes

dread

in my core

weights

on my feet

breathing
ragged

vision
blurred

mind
running

"you're nothing"
it purrs.
 Mar 2018 Megan
ht
And like that
my voice has been stolen away
Anxiety barricades like invisible steel walls
Trapped, I’m left banging with clenched fists
A prisoner within my own head
My brain a chemically imbalanced warden
My mind in solitary confinement
i've been denied bail | h.t
 Mar 2018 Megan
Asonna
Old friend.
 Mar 2018 Megan
Asonna
Change.
I've changed.
I know I have,
but not for the better.

Burdened.
That's me.
Burdened by the past,
burdened by the pain.

Friend.
you.
or what used to be you,
I don't know how i feel.

Beaten.
Beaten down.
mentally, physically, emotionally..
Nothing but a shell.

Family.
Fights.
all the time, never quiet,
Just be gone.

Me.
Nothing.
Worth and valued,
I'm nothing.

Anxiety.
breathe.
I can't breathe,
suffocated by feelings.

Cry.
Niagara falls.
water falls,
Yet everything is bare.

Friend.
you.
I'm so mad at you,
triggered memories of insensitivity.

Father.
Love me.
I've achieved so much,
yet i'm still never enough.

Music.
Loud.
Drown out the yelling,
I can't take it anymore.

Food.
Comfort.
Let me hide my pain,
i'll just eat to fill the void.

Sleep.
Just sleep.
that's all I need,
yet my voice screams in my mind.

Friend.
you.
or what used to be you,
Cut me some slack because i'm drowning too.
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