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Nina Aug 2019
when you love someone
You will give it all to that person
You will want to be with that person
You will be scared to lose that person

But when you truly love someone
You'll learn that someday,
You have no choice but to let go.
You'll understand that it's the only best thing you could do
To overcome the fear of letting go
And move on to a better life
To love someone
You have to prepare yourself
When it's time to let go
Sally J Aug 2019
Walking away was very easy
It never felt like i was slipping away
My gut felt like something was wrong
When i made the decision to walk with you
I forgot the consequences of love
To appreciate love we need to accept the sweet and bitter...
In this moment, i feel alive and present
There was nothing that could have been done differently
More than a question, an answer
What else can i do?
Today, i accept my loss



Sally al
Carl D'Souza Aug 2019
When I accept
the unhappinesses
of the moment,
my mind can be at peace
and my mind can be ready
to enjoy
the happinesses
of the moment.
Saudia R Aug 2019
Never again
will I define
beauty through your eyes

I've learned


mine are enough
Jasmin Aug 2019
Sitting still with eyes that wander
The mind is sane yet lost in a wonder
"Coffee spilled from a broken mug
Though the stains remained to fog
It is now bared from a steamy hug."

Sitting still with rested eyes
The mind was unclear but now is wise
"No need for a mug, need not to hide
A coffee so precious must be spilled
To tame the wild."
Theia Rhea Aug 2019
In a drunken haze i stumble through the meadow

Toes entwine with milkweed and purple aster

I fall

Crawling through the tall grass
Vision blind
Dizzy
Dazed

My nail bitten fingers scratch at the dirt
Tasting the soil
Love me
Love me
Love me
I whisper

The birds rustle at the disturbance.

Brilliant, white, beautiful.
They become a frenzy of feathers in the sky.

Blocking out the sun.
taking all warmth.
They swoop down.

Wings, beaks, talons.
They tear at my skin.
Stealing its color.

The breath of their wings have stirred up dandelion fluff

Wishes dance in the air.

I inhale the delicately decayed flowers.

In a frantic attempt to lift me from me self hatred intoxication.

Instead i choke.
Wishes fill me up and I heave
Retching out my insides.
My esophagus, my appendix, my tonsils

My trust, my love, my dreams.
Everything the defines me
I remove
Becoming
Nothing but a hollow skeleton of what was.

I am left there shaking,
raw, ashamed, scared.
Derrick Jones Aug 2019
Pine trees grow toward a
Heaven they will never reach
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Sarah Adams Aug 2019
I saw what the world wanted me to be
I saw the projections  and figures everywhere
I saw the expectations, the social constructs
the suggestions, the insistence
and then
i stopped looking
I took away the mirror and let it fall to the floor
a million pieces
I invited my seven years of bad luck
so I could stop looking.
I looked within myself instead.
I stood on the edge of the mountain, where society wanted to push me over the edge
I stood on the edge of the ocean, where it wanted the waves to drown me
I clung to the earth, where it's winds and currents would rather have me swept away.
I stood there and I screamed.
I bellowed into the deepest valley, and across the sea
I wanted every ear to feel the sound
I howled until my lungs felt free
" E N O U G H "
rejecting the false image pushed upon me
I looked within myself and found the universe when the earth wanted to swallow me whole.
My reflection belongs to me,
this world cannot contain me
but it tried to own me
Self liberated
from imposed shackles.
Harry Roberts Aug 2019
Being the brunt of a cruel joke
Is like a spear through your soul,
Burning you burn & the fires they stoke
Desecrating innocence turns diamonds back to coal.

All the potential but these animals feast on it
All of the tears but these creatures get of on it,
All of the pain but these demons remain by it
All of the innocence lost & consumed by Id.

Making their egos so threadbare
Superego overworked it is dead there,
Creating a creature of dread fear
The cycle continues instead here.
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