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I sit in the front row, very first seat
I'm shaking and sweating, I'm trembling with heat
A heat in my face, that's making me run cold
As hot tears stream down my face, leaving lines so bold
I try not to make a sound, but bursting out is impossible
For I cannot help, my my nervous despair
But it was all so sudden
Yet, no one seemed to care
So with everyone sitting there, quiet, and silent
I sat there, crying, so violent
I didn't want to be there, I wanted to go home
Where I could sit and cry, by myself, alone
This is a poem that was about what I felt at the funeral I went to that was held for my great-grandmother. I was very emotional because I spent a lot of time with her and I was one of the only great-grandchildren that she had that would spend hours upon hours with her.
  May 2015 Shanna Stylee
niamh
If you've ever
known love,
you must have
Known pain
  May 2015 Shanna Stylee
Gwen Johnson
I'm me for my hours spent on poetry
And my love of tea
And dancing off my energy
I'm me for singing quietly
And walking off shyly
But maybe I'm me for more than you can see
Maybe there's more to the hours spent in bed on netflix and tumblr
Maybe there's a girl that you don't see
She seems to think hiding is the best way to handle stress
And telling everyone she's okay will make her less of a mess
She rates herself lower than everyone she meets
She tries to communicate the best she can
But everything in her tells her to panic
And maybe I smile as much as I can
But something inside is crying out
And maybe I don't know me
Maybe that's something I'm still figuring out
Maybe I have all the pieces but they're mixed around
And maybe I could be more put together
But there's no such thing as perfection
So a little broken beauty won't hurt
I'm just another human
That has some things to figure out
  May 2015 Shanna Stylee
Lady Bird
This is a poem I must write,
and hopefully not recite
I feel like an old, twisted,
used dish towel thrown across a kitchen sink
my insides opened wide, and the color of pink
pushed aside like nothing at all
just hanging there waiting to fall
I can’t even comprehended
what my heart must feel
this feeling inside can’t be real
there is just no answer; but when will it end?
I have written this a long time ago...My first time was not as magical as I thought it should have been..
  May 2015 Shanna Stylee
Lady Bird
you gave them honesty and respect
but they've turned the other way
and yet they want to know
if they were loved by you
they say they'll never hurt you
but now you've found yourself in pain

dont go back to them my friend
they were never meant for you
let them go for it's their loss
just be the diamond that you are
let your smile shine so bright
and show off your unique light
Inspired y: "Aarvie" --- http://hellopoetry.com/Aarvie/
this was my comment on their poem: "Deserve"--- http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1030969/deserve/
Shanna Stylee May 2015
Lifted
Addicted
A salute for the gifted
Unlimited love
To heal your confliction
Truth
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