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 Mar 2015 sainche micano
Miki
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I just wish that was a reasonable response to actual questions. Then maybe i could avoid talking when i dont know what to say and just crawl into myself for a while.
There are so many voices,
Telling me about their choices,
Their words echo in my ear,
Only intensifying the future's fear;

I'm reaching the top of the mountain called childhood,
I'm growing up and life,
Begins its own complications;
People start nagging me,
Through their loud voices,
To make my choices;

This or that?
Go to college or stay at school?
Am I really smart or a brainless fool?
Oh God, this is so not cool!

People urge me to choose,
"Darling," they say, "What is there to lose?"
Oh God, I don't want to be forced upon!
Oh God, the childhood days are really far gone!"

There are so many voices,
Telling me about my choices,
I don't listen to them,
Instead, I follow my own voice,
In making my life-changing choice...
I wrote this poem three years ago and somehow, I'm still pretty happy with it because I could somehow write what I genuinely felt strongly about and I could somehow put my emotions into words. Hope you like it! :D
 Mar 2015 sainche micano
Charlie
light of my life
words from my mouth
i adore you so
i love you so
don't forget me
i won't forget you

:)
 Mar 2015 sainche micano
Charlie
you should have been named warning
you should have had an orange label
you should have alerted me of your potency
and
I should have been more careful

Uh-oh, old sad poetry!
 Mar 2015 sainche micano
Cheyenne
Here in the masquerade,
plastic faces on parade.
Truth refracted by our lies.
Masks revealing what we hide.

Beneath the mask, a painted face--
there is no truth that's not erased.
We are what we pretend to be--
flaunting our complexities.

We cannot undo the mess we're in;
Our costumes now our second skin.
We choose carefully our facades;
We pay the price to act like Gods.
 Mar 2015 sainche micano
Charlie
YOU ARE THE OCEAN
YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL
MAGNIFICENT
VAST

YOU ARE THE OCEAN
YOU ARE OBLIVION
BREATHTAKING
DEEP

YOU ARE THE OCEAN
AND YOU TERRIFY ME
god ******
 Mar 2015 sainche micano
Sarah K
I watched the stars with you and I was hypnotized
Since then I have not been able to come out from under their spell
I awaken with the night
And tire with the day
My soul is tied to the beaming white moon
As I long float away with the clouds you seem to be trapped in
The sky is my prison
And the moon is my captor.
 Mar 2015 sainche micano
Miss E
They don't care
We're just a thing they stare
Big curves, no brains
They think we're all the same
What we think, what we believe
They will never care to see
Our names are simplified to babe
Our beauty becomes our face
Our ideas go to waste
Our work gets shut away
In our homes, no way to claim
The wages we deserve
Because we are just a thing
To tame
Until time continues to change
I don't want to
Throw up or Cry
& Overthink everything
At the same time

But I'm drunk
And it seems to be all
Which comes to mind

I really shouldn't drink so much
But who is to tell me
What to do
When all I need is rent
& food is a secondary expense

This adulting thing doesn't bode well
Too many bills
Too many responsiblities
Too many expectations

With blood comes too many questions
And isn't it easier to
Tell a story than
Actually speak the truth
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