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 Feb 2016 moss
lluvia de abril
I am a solitary thought
toiling
to anchor down the heart
struggling
to keep
all sails in place
compass intact
and so I brace
as wind and current
take your side
slanting the heart
Learning to swim, sometimes against the tide.
 Feb 2016 moss
tamia
Splendidly
 Feb 2016 moss
tamia
Show me the secrets of the world
Hidden in photographs and all the books to be read.
I am young, I am curious.

Scrape my knees on the sidewalk
And I'll bleed through careless laughter,
I'll wipe the sweat from my playground days
With towels that are now too small
For this body I've grown into,
and oh, how I've grown:
I'm older, longer limbs and bigger words
Taller, tall enough to see
Beyond fairytales and nursery rhymes,
I'm tall enough to look out the window
And feel the world before me,
And grasp it like it is mine, like I am meant
To soar over oceans the way I ran on asphalt,
But still I am young enough, and I wonder still.

So let the clocks tick so I can watch the sun rise
Let me cry my eyes out to wipe my tears
Let  me laugh until I cannot breathe
Let me love until I cannot see
Let me feel like I shine with the stars overhead
Let me learn and learn from the world to no end
Let me drown so I can gently float to the surface
Let me be adventurous, frightened of growing up
Let me be splendidly young forever.
 Feb 2016 moss
Melanie Kate
Our sleeping thoughts reflect
our awakened minds.
The madness we hide from
Rolls like a cinema reel
behind resting eyes.
A movie of our lives
In distorted forms.

26 Dec. 2015
MKD. (c) 2016
 Feb 2016 moss
Just Melz
Mi Alma
 Feb 2016 moss
Just Melz
I just want him to reach within my soul
and try to grasp all the pieces that make me whole.
 Feb 2016 moss
Maddy Van Buren
mercy
 Feb 2016 moss
Maddy Van Buren
since when did I lose my temper?
sunken beneath my throne
I am crumbling marble
shattering stone
it can't be
let a man ever dare
defy, touch me
I am not in ruins anymore
who had this be?
I am no longer
anger incarnate
the boy became man
and he let my ashes rise,
rise up to the surface
my madness fails me
let a man ever **** me
make love to me in my own
pool of bitter, anguished thoughts
I cut his hair like Samson
and he pet the monster
I keep on leash
doubled over in agony
he wept at my feet
and in turn
I plucked out all the thorns
hidden deep
and surrendered
 Feb 2016 moss
Baris MacTavish
Dusk
 Feb 2016 moss
Baris MacTavish
a wish or command
I've got a war to fight
thoughts bore me
death fills my mind
that disgusting place
I can't turn back
chasing a shadow in the dark
gloomy violin in a well
zombies, how you hypnotized
wounded hearts, next stop
words doesn't mean anything
anymore
 Feb 2016 moss
Miss Grim
Possession
 Feb 2016 moss
Miss Grim
It's not enough to merely tell me
I need your words to compel me
Each breath to leave me hanging on
To the cliff my heart rests upon
Ready to jump as soon as you fumble
Be cautious in your words that mumble
Along the edge of my mistrust
For I will leave if I must
At the first mention of a cage
Your chapter will end and I'll start a new page
For I'm a bird flying free
Gaze up at the sky and see
Me soaring up above
Without the confines of your love
Despite the devotion you professed
I will not be possessed
For the sake of your insecurities
Fear expressed through jealousies
Your use of lusting attraction
Only serves as a distraction
From yourself you seek to hide
Ignoring pain you feel inside
So take a look into the mirror
Until you see a little clearer
Don't ask me for my hand
Until you begin to understand
And perhaps you learn the lesson
Love is about appreciation
Not possession.
 Feb 2016 moss
Bianca Reyes
They lied to me when they said that sticks and stones break bones but words don't hurt

I found that your words have branched and rooted within every splinter in my bones and the ache is nagging and constant

It's the guilt your words caused that weigh like boulders on my shoulders and every step causes a new fracture

Sticks and stones don't break bones but the weight of your words have crushed me
Written on January 16, 2016 and shared on Hello Poetry on January 18, 2016. Copywrite under Bianca Reyes and all rights reserved.
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