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Vaniexe Kafka Jan 2022
i want to love myself
but i don't know how
drifting in and out
     between the reality and my delusions
trying to search for that vigor
that will to be alive—
to be excited of the sunrise
and feel calm
     soaking under the afternoon sun
and love the changing hues
     of the skies at dusk
and wish the moon a good night
     never fearing the dreams to come
then adore the peeking light at dawn
     reflecting the days waiting to be lived

but then it's gone
all that's left was a monotonous black
accompanied by a crippling silence
followed by the surge of doubts
     storming down my confidence
     its lightning striking
as i look into the mirror
     staring at my silhouette
     with its pieces shattering one by one
just as how, piece by piece
     i slipped into the pit
freefalling
and finally losing
     the will i tried so hard to keep
leaving me with nothing
but a void
i wrote this when i felt really really down, somehow it helped me release all that negativity within. i think i am better now. will be dumping my poems because it's been a while since i've posted
White Shadow Dec 2023
In a realm where whispers weave the air,
Solitude's dance, a lone heart does bear.
Fields unfold in an unfamiliar embrace,
Loneliness waltzes, a haunting grace.

Mountains stand sentinel, peaks in seclusion,
A migrant soul yearns, lost in illusion.
Tongues unfamiliar echo a distant song,
Longing for echoes where memories throng.

City lights twinkle, a far-off embrace,
Yet loneliness lingers, a shadowed chase.
Stars tell tales of another night's sky,
A lonely heart echoes a muted sigh.

Through foreign streets, a lone wanderer strays,
Melancholy shadows in alleys ablaze.
Faces familiar, yet kinship is thin,
Loneliness thrives on the outsider's skin.

Moonlight spins stories, threads of nostalgia,
Loneliness, a companion in shadows' regalia.
A country distant, yet the heart holds dear,
Loneliness whispers, a silence sincere.
Feelings when you're far from home in another country for study, work, survival etc.
Jamesb Dec 2023
I am that prince
With a razor sword who
Ventured into that twisted
Thorny forest which
None thus far survived,

I am that knight
In armour bright who
Refused to fear the vines
And spines
And bubbling vitriol,

I  am the man
Clothed now in rags,
Torn flesh and bleeding
Heart labouring for
Lack of air and

Hurting for the lack of love
In the little ways,
The ways that count,
The ways that nourish
A relationship

And make sacrifice
Not just worthwhile
But a joyous act
Of service to one
I love,

Dragging myself  
Upon all emaciated fours
Through fresh thrown
Mud and hard edged
Indifference,

I am a pile of bones  
Bleached by the sun,
Gnawed upon by wolves,
Bereft of flesh yet
Bearing even now

A kiss to wake

My sleeping

Beauty
Found this finished but still oddly in drafts. Exploring the tragedy of trying to reach someone who would rather be right and die alone than risk happiness.
Jeremy Betts Nov 2023
A motherless child
Though she lived right up the road
An only son
A want for one never shown
If she could love
I would have never known
Nature or nurture?
Never mattered, I pondered alone

©2023
unknown Nov 2023
Surrounded but alone.
Learned to grew stronger.
Heart of stone.
Became a fighter.

Always wanted to have someone,
No doubts, no judgement.
Couldn’t find one,
All wasn’t just clear with their intent.

Thought you were different,
Filled my heart with excitement,
Same vibe, same tastes,
I fear, might go to waste.

Took the risk, unsure.
Bet on it ‘til my heart sore.
Blinded by what you’ve shown,
Oh I forgot, I’m surrounded but all alone.
Kyla Nov 2023
Like an ocean wave
You swept me off my feet
Riding the ocean
Without a care in the world
Deeper and deeper I float
The tides pull back
I am swept over my head
Nothing underneath me
I'm drowning
Out in the open
All alone
Kyla Nov 2023
She was a bright red rose in the field of dandelions
Reminding me there is no need for compliance
The shimmer of her petals drew people from afar
They shinned brighter than any evening star
For a ***** on the finger left them in fear
Why was she like this?
All alone
So afraid
That is when I got brave and came to her aid
Only to find she needed no upgrade
She was bright
She was brave
She was light
She forgave
And no one could take that away
She was a bright red rose in the field of dandelions
Reminding me there really is no need for compliance
Unknown Nov 2023
I've sworn to write, that's what I do
However to write, I must not swoon

Anything to stop, anything to change
Anything to have that one thing

For to write, is to be alone in pain
I've sworn to write, I cannot swoon..
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