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 Feb 2014 Emily
Breanna Legleiter
silence
staring down your opponent
waiting for the other
to initiate battle
screams start ringing in your ears
you run forward
waiting for the first punch
you're hit
you feel the blood
rushing from your body
you stay up
until one fatal hit
graces your body
 Feb 2014 Emily
Amanda In Scarlet
Yes, freaky man on bus
Those are my *******, I'm sure
You must have seen a pair before?
I can tolerate a quick glance,
But is there any chance
You could take your stare elsewhere
For at least some of this journey?
I saw you pay in cash
At least you're getting your money's worth, at my expense.
I'd crotch-watch, pointedly,
Except there isn't much to see.
(On buses in London you have to pay twice the fare if you use cash, as opposed to an oyster or debit card)
 Feb 2014 Emily
Angela Campbell

Babe your love Is my strength

Without da babe

Id be a piece of human

Useless tossed around

Like dead skin cells

But you feed me your love so its okay
He sent this to me a long time ago, and I've always loved it, and found it beautifully poetic . (a.f.c)
 Feb 2014 Emily
Sam Conrad
An old friend of mine I hadn't talked to in over two years,
Asked me today if I ever got the *** change I was talking about.
I remember two years back when I was unsure about myself...
Unsure about my sexuality or who I was born to be.
How uncomfortable I was in my own skin, how unhappy I was with my life.
It was a weird time for me, I felt alienated toward my girlfriend at that time,
I started developing crushes...on...boys, and I didn't know what was going on.
I mean, the thought of loving a guy that way was kind of freaky but,
Sometimes I said "I think I'm gay" and other times I said "There's no way"
But then I just realized- I love people for being people.
I love the people inside, with a preference for females.
And let me say, I fell in love with you.
I did a lot more than fall in love with you.
And when I said I "appreciated your anatomy" it wasn't because I wanted
...to *******.
It was because God, or nature, or whatever made you that way,
and I thought you were beautiful even when you didn't think you were.
Back on the topic of when I thought I was gay,
I just think the thought of taking **** up the *** is a bit too traumatizing.

You know, as I got to know you more, I noticed so many similarities...
You don't believe it anymore but I think we could still be true.
I know that you really, really loved me at one point, so...
Who says you can't love me again? You? Your new realizations?
You loved me once. The way you loved me, I know was not false.
I could read it in your lips, expressions, I could feel your beating heart.
The way we squirmed with hands all over in those moments alone.

P.S. I had a ***** then, too.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Victoria Jennings
All i hope for
Is that returning
To your arms
Will make everything
Okay again.
Old poem session
 Feb 2014 Emily
Victoria Jennings
Joy
When your lips meet mine
I finally feel
What I've been missing,
Joy.
More oldies
 Feb 2014 Emily
Victoria Jennings
There is golden dust
Which twinkle
In your sweet
Brown eyes.
 Feb 2014 Emily
Victoria Jennings
Whisper the words to me
Tell me you want me,
Need me,
Wish for only me.
Last old one
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