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 Jul 2014 Frustrated Poet
bones
I cannot write
I cannot find
behind the creases
of my mind
the words to fill
another line,
those words wait
out of sight
for now I
cannot write.
** hum
We are stars
Above the sun;
No one hears
Or sees us come.
But surely as
Your sun
Will wane,
We'll shine brightest
To light the way.
 Jul 2014 Frustrated Poet
m
you
with your charming, teeth whited, half-witted smiles,
clumsily showing me how things should be done.

you
with your endless rambles about no one but yourself
and occasionally asking about me as if i was special.

you
calling to me only when you're in need of something
or need of something from me
but never needing me.

you
with your opened, large, sea-blue eyes
blinking back at me.


you
and your words that could set me off into the sky,
the type that made me fly so high, that once i fell
my chances and i
will die.
 Jul 2014 Frustrated Poet
Kay
well ****

I finally stopped crying

I may have spent a lot my time stumbling to stand and drunk texting all his friends
but I was happier than I've ever been

you came into my life for barely 2 months
and now I'm back into the same sadness it took me almost 6 months to get out of

I'm tired of feeling angry
shouting stupid words i don't mean

you can't calm me down
not this time

i changed for you
but you changed me for the worst

I feel empty
the only thing I feel are the tears rushing down my cheeks
and the ache in my throat after shouting
sometimes I even feel the blood rushing down my hand after picking up the glass

I fell in love,
again

I must admit
I didn't think it was possible

but once I met you I know it would be inevitable to fall in love with you

I am once again drowning in sadness and regret
I am drowning in my own tears

I can't take it

I got through a heart break once
I can do it again, right?

you love me?
then please, let me go
 Jul 2014 Frustrated Poet
Rumi
Love is the cure,
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain
until your eyes constantly exhale love
as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.”
 Jul 2014 Frustrated Poet
rufus
my thoughts were clear until i wrote them
and then they werent again
 Jul 2014 Frustrated Poet
rufus
once a friend asked
what is your home like?
and then i thought
what is it like?

it is where i loved
where i lived
all the things i keep
tis where i find more peace
and more chaos

it is who i love
who i lived with
all the people i adore
tis where i find more admiration
and more chaos

it is why i love
why i live
all the places i have been to
tis why i find more wonder
and more chaos

it is when i love
when i want to live
all the dates i died
tis why i find more serenity
and more chaos

but what was my home like?
was it ever happy,
and did it ever contain love?
or was it just chaos all in all?
was it in chaos did i find love, or love in chaos. i dont know, but the truth is this, my love. someone asked me to describe my home, and i cannot help but describe the one i am trying to run away from. i cannot help but describe you.
love is a big question mark as my life is, too
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