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 Mar 2016 Olivia
L Marie
Don't you be ashamed
Of your heart of gold;
If they don't catch it,
It'll break their toes!
With a hefty density of 19.32 grams per cubic centimeter
 Mar 2016 Olivia
Kathryn Houghton
I look up
At higher faces
Suspended in
Disastrous places
Their eyes don’t blink
They cannot see
Their mouths, they gape,
And scream at me!
I’m terrified
And now I find
With a tremble
That I too am blind!
I can’t feel the ground
I must be in the air
I sense wary eyes,
And know they must stare.
My mouth hangs wide
Flies catch on my tongue
And to those below
My words must be sung.
When the wind starts to gust
I belt out my song
The air around me trembles
When it reaches the throng,
And now they have joined us,
In these disastrous places
Forming so perfectly
A sky of blind faces!
This poem might be included in a book I am compiling for my senior project, so any help at all in editing it would be much appreciated!
 Mar 2016 Olivia
Lisa Gray
They were like flowers
all lined in a row
Each one was my friend

Assorted colors
shapes and sizes
So many beautiful friends

Some were wild while others conformed
fancy and fragrant and oh so brilliant
Fitting in with my friends

Cruel and harsh soft petals disguised
bearing thorns, prickling needles
And yes these were my friends

I liked the seeds that grew in one of them
they called her Sunflower
My very best friend!
 Mar 2016 Olivia
Lisa Gray
What is in my mind
you cannot see

I have been working on this
since I was three

A long process but
I have been held hostage

My own choices that
allowed the voices

Directing me on my way
to get me to stay

World of convention
instead of perfection
 Mar 2016 Olivia
Lisa Gray
Paint
 Mar 2016 Olivia
Lisa Gray
The smell of paint drying
makes me feel that I am not dying

In the oily compounds
you can find something profound

As the paint sets
there are no regrets

For the brush strokes I laid down
are to be my own crown
 Mar 2016 Olivia
Lisa Gray
Hero
 Mar 2016 Olivia
Lisa Gray
I have always wanted to be a hero.
Ready to fight even in the middle of the night
Who never runs and hides but stands up to defend your side

I have never fought a battle of the traditional sense.Where you defend governments.

My fight comes from within and around me
Bringing me to my knees and I have said

"Please! Stop this, I am not ready and I don't feel too steady. Something is wrong, I am not strong."

I am left with no choice, I have to use my voice to bring to my command all that I demand and finally I take a stand!

I am no longer weary for I see clearly.
Its up to me, the battle is inside, looking for a hero to lead and defend.

It is me all the way to the end.
 Feb 2016 Olivia
Havran
No matter how,
or where,
or when,
I'm the best kind
of happy
when we're together again.
:)
 Feb 2016 Olivia
Haruhi
For others Valentines day means love.
I've never had a good view on this day,
Mostly because I, myself destroyed the positive.
I meddled with my own love,
Contorted it into something I didn't recognize.
I sought after the culprit but never expected it to be me.
I looked for myself in the love once again,
But only found a empty hole, a canyon.
He was cool, sweet and nice.
I didn't realize it in time.
In my mind it crossed through over and over,
But in the end I was doomed to relive it again
Tomorrow is the day I broke up with my first boyfriend. I feel bad but hey he seems to be doing fine. ^.^
 Feb 2016 Olivia
MC Antone
Bite
 Feb 2016 Olivia
MC Antone
Bite, scratch, and thrash your prey,
You hung the bait,
Now enjoy the feast,

Wicked beast,
Shown teeth,
Why should I expect,
A shadow of empathy,

Always brutal,
Humans in heat,

Absent of dignity,
A sliver of Humility,

Never to be blamed,
For blood dipped blades,

Of bone,
Flesh and deceit,

Who wants to play?

Bite, tear, and massacre.
Without delay,

You wouldn’t allow it breathe,

Now get in my way,
Lay in my wake!

Bite, scar, and destroy,
The weakest of two,
Feed on what you wouldn't let breathe,

Hell sent,
Drown in gluttony
You disgust us,

Insignificant identities,
Atrocious excuses for beings,
Morn those flushed from our home,

Always brutal,
Fists clutched to break brows,
Don't blame me for your bullet shells,  Spattered blood of lineage,

[Bite]
- M.C. Antone
11/28/15

You're the bone,
Fury and willful,
Now let my flood into those lungs,
The quicker the better,
I will rid this garden of you,

Bite, scar, and thrash away,
You victimized your bait,
Why stop you now?
Show those teeth,
Before you're laid to waste,

Malfunctions of my nurturing,
Organisms oriented in decadence,
Soured treats of my hospitality,

Hoarders of hostilities,
Eradicate enemies,
Relive my Kingdom of this man-made crime,

Bite, tear, and skin your vulnerable,
You've come this far,
And you love that body count,
Toe-tag party favors when they fall,
I'll relish in the irony for now,

Always indulging,
Polluting my serenity,
Subjects of my rein,
You will hang for these blood stains,

You're the bone,
flesh and slaves,
Of a climate I change,
Your greed has cause me to let only those Darwin would deem,
The fittest of humanity.
Survive when I warm,

Bite, scratch, and thrash your prey,
You'll soon be one of the decayed,
I hung the bait,
Now I'll enjoy this feast,
You took for granite,
Your planet.
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