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 Mar 2016 Sarah
The Dedpoet
Alone
 Mar 2016 Sarah
The Dedpoet
In the birdhouse I built,
The youngling flies off for the first time
Looking back

With hope for you
       I whispered your name

I wanted nothing more than the world for you,
So much,
I invented new ones.

     We made moons at the cliff
In a word of spoken poetry.

   The rivers split
And we became found.
  
     I caught all the petals in the wind
To recreate a flower.

      I taught you how to fly,
And you became a bird.

    I'm just an old fool
           Who pieces together
                  The broken heart.
 Mar 2016 Sarah
The Dedpoet
When DedPoet faked his death
He let go all drama,
All the non sense poets seem
To get into because we think we
Are connected.

I DONT KNOW YOU.

And I just want to write poetry
Without me in it,
Without your emotions stirring
An imaginary ***.

I AM NOT YOUR FRIEND.

I am a fellow poet who studies
This craft,
This art,
This therapy that saved my life.
And you and me we are just words
In the the beautifully unstable
Majestic poem that is all in our
Heads.

I BLOCK POETS WHO STIR POTS.

Because I just want to write
Without all the drama.
I feel your eyes pointed at me.
And I could care less.
I faked my death to ****
Any thoughts of friendship,
I am Dedpoet,
Im here to write,
What the hell are you doing?
Dont put me in your drama.
 Mar 2016 Sarah
wordvango
really how my best friend
besides my two cats
five kittens and a Labrador stray
that bounces up and down when I return
may be poetry
and Hello
I just realized that!
when i was a child
i knew one thing for certain
adults don't listen
Senryu
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Torin
turning
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Torin
One thing I've learned
Its never what you expect
So stop expecting
And enjoy instead
Whatever it is
Whatever it turns out to be

Winter turns into spring
The world is always turning
Night turns into day
Just find someone who's turning

And you will come around
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Anna
Untitled
 Mar 2016 Sarah
Anna
I feel that maybe the only way for people to take me seriously is to actually do it.

That it will finally validate my sadness and finally it wouldn't just be 'all in my head.'

Maybe then people will feel their obligation.
 Mar 2016 Sarah
lynnia hans
Kiss my salty tears away
Hold me so that i feel protected from harm
Let me slumber in your loving arms with your whispering caress
The soft breeze of the ebony night comforts me
in my sleep tonight
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