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Ryan Cripps Apr 2017
I tend to take breaks from posting for a while. Sometimes weeks, sometimes months. Sometimes I have a reason, and sometimes I don't. This break though has been for a reason...

I've just lost my creative spirit. I know poetry is an expression of one's feelings, and there isn't a right or wrong way to do it, but I've become tired with my writings, and my subjects, and my lack of poetic language.

I've been working on myself a lot, from my mental state to my creativity and the way I carry myself. So i'm working on becoming a better writer, and I have a few projects I'm working on for when the end of my current college semester is over.

I will be posting more now, but it'll be unpublished, archived stuff. Hopefully you'll enjoy, but it's not the best.

I hope all of you are doing great! And don't be afraid to hit me up on social media. Follow my twitter, and ill follow you right back!

Twitter: @RyanWritesStuff (best way to contact me)
Have a nice day/night :)
Ryan Cripps Jan 2017
You stabbed me in the back
so I stabbed my wrist.
You snickered at my pain
so I let some blood drip.

Now that I'm content,
I say "Baby, I love you".
You reply the same,
but only one of them is true.
(c) Ryan Kane - 2017
I always accept feedback :)
Twitter @RyanWritesStuff
Ryan Cripps Jan 2017
Don't hide behind the lies
when I know the truth.
If you keep hanging on
I'm gonna have to cut you loose.

I need to be healthy,
I need to fix me
and I cannot do that
when you're lying through your teeth.
(c) Ryan Kane - 2017
First poem of 2017 for me!
I always welcome feedback :)
Twitter @RyanWritesStuff
Ryan Cripps Dec 2016
I wrote a letter to Santa Clause,
despite my age being twenty-three.
I asked him for a ride
to where ever you are for
Christmas because I need
to see you so desperately.

I have two years of hugs to give
you, I wanna feel your grip,
with that an endless amount of kisses
to descend upon your rosy cheeks,
and colored lips.

I want to ring in the new year
with you in my arms.
It just doesn't feel like the holidays,
when you're so far.
Ryan Kane (c) 2016
Happy Holidays, and Merry Christmas, everyone!
Follow me on Twitter: @RyanWritesStuff (I follow back)
Ryan Cripps Dec 2016
I just wanted to post an update to every wonderful person who follows me, and say Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays! I know I may be a little late for other religious holidays (but I'm not for Festivus ;P), but I still wish you a great ending to the year 2016.

This time of year can be very stressful, or heartbreaking. Don't stress yourself out more than you have to, and don't feel so bad about whatever it is bothering you. The holidays are supposed to be a fun time, and a time to be cheerful. So go hang out with your friends and family, let them know how much you love them, go make new friends, have a few drinks! ENJOY!

Again, I wish everyone here a Happy Holiday, and a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year!

Also! Follow my new twitter @RyanWritesStuff for I haven't been on much, and you can keep updated with me on there. I'll follow you back, and it's a much better way to stay in touch too.
- Ryan Kane
Ryan Cripps Oct 2016
I believe out of fear for
I don't know what happens next.
So I get on my knees and pray,
tracing a cross against my chest.

I don't want to fear,
but i don't want to miss a possible fact.
I don't want to be denied access to heaven,
and spend eternity staring into black.

I fear every day,
especially since I'm full of sin.
So I pray I'm forgiven,
I have no choice but to give in.
(c) Ryan Kane 2016
Ryan Cripps Oct 2016
Ignoring me is the worst thing you can do.
What's alarming is you know this too.
Yet, you still continue to read my texts and not reply;
Then make up an excuse, like I don't know it's a lie.

I supply your heart with the love you need,
but you keep me waiting on one knee.
Is it because you know i'll always come back?
Maybe I shouldn't have let you in on that fact.

So I'll wait a few weeks for you to reply,
and act like it's okay, even though that's a lie.
When will I ever speak up, and let you know the deal?
Probably never, and that's the problem; I don't think you care how I feel.
(c) Ryan Kane 2016
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