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  Sep 2018 Semicolon
Maya
how to have a good
haiku: make sure you do not
run out of sylla-


****.
  Sep 2018 Semicolon
Salmabanu Hatim
Man
Man is strange,
He lives as if he is never going to die,
He dies as if he has never lived.
  Sep 2018 Semicolon
Salmabanu Hatim
The truth is:
Those who are very good at heart,
Are the ones who apologize first.
Semicolon Sep 2018
I was healing,
The wounds were healing,
The tears had stopped,
The demons had fallen to sleep,
The blood had dried up,
So had the pillows,
I was healing.
But then,
I picked at the scabs,
And I bled again,
And it left behind
A scar.
I was healing,
But now I can't.
I was healing,
But now I have scars.
I was healing,
But not anymore.
The wound healed and closed up, but the scar remained.

©Semicolon
  Sep 2018 Semicolon
Renee
I'm sure I look fine.

Days like today,
I want to strip the skin
From my forearms
Using only my fingernails.

Days like today,
I want to wring out
My legs like a washcloth,
Squeeze the rolls on my stomach
Until they're empty.

Days like this,
I want to walk away from my body
forever.

I'm sure I look fine.
  Sep 2018 Semicolon
emnabee
I was down.

And so I decided I needed flowers.

But not roses. Because roses have thorns.
And I am so sensitive lately.

I decided, not mixed flowers.
Because I’m mixed up.
And I need to stabilize.

I decided, not tulips.
Because tulips droop.

I decided,
I need gerbera daisies, bright.

Because gerbera daisies stand upright.

And so I bought some
in a wonderful shade of Fuchsia.
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