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 Jul 2014 Sasch
Kriti Gupta
the clouds might be gray
and the sea may be too
but nothing's as bad
as when i'm not with you

those 3am thoughts
those 5pm tears
with darkness ****** upon us
and lightness bled to white

notes left on chalkboard
and tears with no flight

no message
no call
no facebook acknowledgment at all

you want to stay friends?
that's all?

no hello
no goodbye
no, hey are you alright?
i was stupid to think you'd call
we aren't even friends anymore
 Jul 2014 Sasch
stacey renei
you've always been my favorite author
it's not that you're a great writer
or knew how to write poems
its that you are what all my poems are about
how could I think of beautiful things to say
and heartaches to endure
if it weren't for you?
you are the words that my ink forms into
you are the mascara running down my cheek
you've always been my favorite author
for you are what my life story is about
in the middle of the night
Hey. I feel like it's been quite a long time since I've posted a poem on here. I hope you guys like this one though. I've written this quite a long time ago. Please like and comment about what you think. It'd be cool if you guys make this poem trend. Thanks :)
 Jul 2014 Sasch
Forgotten
You shouldn't have made me fall in love with you
I have morphed you into words

You are the explanation for why 'lies' rhymes with eyes
because all i can see now
are not only lies in your eyes,
but in your mouth
and your heart
even at the tips of your fingers

Like your nose,
somehow I made that look like soon
Because even your nose warned me about
how soon you would break my heart
and leave me


Like your ear,
I made that look like hear,
because you heard what I said, but you never could quite listen

Like your shoulder,
should-er
hold-er
You should have hold me

Like your tongue,
Not only did it so much damage,
You left me tongue-tied

Like your heart,
I made that look like hurt.
because that is what I am.
I am hurt and broken.
 Jul 2014 Sasch
Judex Banzuela
I feel bits of you
in my bones,
did you mean to leave
so much behind?

Did you mean
to call, to walk,
to speak, to drive
to where you’d pick me up

late at night?

Did you mean to lie,
or was it just an idea
at the time?

Would you have still
said what you said? 

If you knew
I’d still feel
bits of you
but they aren’t you

anymore.
 Jul 2014 Sasch
20something
Let me be 100% honest for once,
I'll even swear on a Bible if that makes it any better.
But I'll be ****** if I sit back with my mouth shut any longer,
Let's call this a "the love you've lost" letter

My heart drops into my gut when I find out you're "with" other girls.
I feel sick to my stomach and cheap.
I'm jealous as hell and find myself almost holding back tears,
but I also refuse to let you see me this weak.

I'm terrified to tell you how much you're hurting me,
because that would give you too much power.
So instead I bottle it up and release my words on a page;
as something formerly bittersweet, becomes just straight sour.

I could literally fill up the space between us,
with everything that you've chosen not to say.
And I'll tell you this; I don't have to tolerate your behavior;
no one deserves to be treated this way.

Recognize this not as goodbye, but rather me taking a stand.
I'm fed up, I'm tired, and all around over this.
So do us both a favor and be a ******* man.
Or prepared to be permanently dismissed.
you told me i couldn't be anything
so i pulled up the burnt ashes
reviving my broken bones
and turned myself into something
you would want.

-hours later....

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This is one of the first little snippets I wrote when I started writing poetry instead of just songs and short stories and every time I read this part it reminds me of what I wrote it about so clearly. Just wanted to post this because I've been uninspired lately and I'm working on a current project that will be out this year.
 Jul 2014 Sasch
Lehua Lokelaulii
Because,
**** your feelings
and the thoughts that go through your head.
and the people that say "They care"
and the people that left
and the ones that said "i love you"
cause it's all so unrealistic
and we'll never know the true meaning of it all anyways.

— The End —