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G J Oct 2017
I no longer
like the taste
of stained sarcasm
on your tongue
or the smell of
fire
burning my lungs
while you bury me
beneath your arms
Lara Oct 2017
I lie awake.
The half moon,
whose soft white shine
invades my room
and makes the tears that rest on my cheeks sparkle;
illuminates half of my face
so that the moon and I
can become a whole.

Only me
and the silence of 2 A.M.

Outside goes the party-goer
-knackered and filled with a portion of fresh memories
that won't be found in the morning-
to his rest.

Only he
and the silence of 2 A.M.

Outside stumbles the drunkard
-with repressed thoughts and events
that he couldn't erase out of his memory by a bottle-
to his end.

Only he
and the silence of 2 A.M.

Outside staggers the broken one
-with blood that’s drowning in wine and as red as the lips of the woman he tries to forget-
to his death.

Only he
and the silence of 2 AM.
L.T.
Àŧùl Oct 2017
I am permanent like the sun,
I will help you get a cute son.

I am potent like the water,
I will help you be a mater.

I am patient like the Father,
I will help you **** your fear.

I am accommodating like the sand,
I will help you hold your head high with my hand.

I am fluid like the time,
I will help you defeat T1D.

I am healing like the life,
I will help you be my healthy wife.

I am romantic like a bliss,
I will never let you get bored of my kiss.
Another one for my Pooja!
My HP Poem #1669
©Atul Kaushal
sadgirl Sep 2017
it worries me,
three a.m.

and i'm not
sure how many

times i can write
this poem
I'm back!
Nicole Gaudiano Sep 2017
It is true, pure irony what this life has managed to become in such a short period of time.
My thoughts race, and race. I can't help but ask myself
Here? Again?
How did I manage to spend a year dreaming
Only to be rudely woken up from the bliss I immersed myself in
And find me in the
Exact
Same
Spot.
You were like a dream
And I woke up.
Barker Sep 2017
People often tell me I'm a lot like my father.
I don't like my father,
But I don't hate him.
I often get so carried away trying to not become my father
That I forgot who I really was.
(c)ibarker
In my little time on earth
I've come to understand a few things
That Solomon was wise but ended up being foolish
That Samson was powerful but died with his enemy
That Judas was chosen but betrayed himself
That Miriam was loving but ended up being proud
Those Nadab & Abihu sons of the priest could offer strange fire
That if like Joseph, my dreams could always come true not minding opposing forces
That Moses with seeing God only saw Canaan land
That Joshua with his status as a messenger could be separate
That Gideon in the least town could be mighty and famous
That the forsaken Jepthah could become a ruler over the haters
That fear could get up with someone like Elijah
That David could be King after everything
That Daniel could excel in a strange land
That Jeremiah the stammered could be a prophet
That Hannah needed only one Shiloh to get Samuel
That only one wholly no to Delilah might have saved Samson
That you have to always flee from Potiphar’s wife
That like Jehoshaphat you have to praise God only in face of impossibilities
That like David only love for God would make you see insult to God as to you
That even Prophet Samuel could be deceived by his eye
That like Paul the prophet persecutor becoming a prophet present for perishing Gentiles
That like Jesus, prayer and fasting is needed for journey through life
That like Adam, i always needs to double question down my Eve & say no
That if my Eve sins i shouldn’t blame her
That i should not be jealous as Cain
That like Abel i should drop the right offering
That like God i should release my beloved for the gospel to the world
That like Esther i should not forget where i come from
That like Daniel and friends i should be ready to die for the truth
That like Abraham i should know when to zip up
That like lots wife i should not look back
That like Lot i should protect strangers from harm
That like Sarah i should not doubt
That like Manoah i should not keep secret from my spouse
That like Zechariah i should remain ever steadfast serving the Lord
That like Hosea i should be ready to obey God at all cost
That like Jonah i should not run from God
That like the Apostles i should be obedient to my master
That like Paul and Silas i should praise when prayer doesn't work
That like Jesus should be ready to die for the gospel sake
That like Eli i must correct my children
That like Ophineas and Phineas, i shouldn’t make God people to sin through me
That like Judah, my word must i keep when i give it out
That like Thomas, i must ask God to show if i don't believe
That like ruben, no matter how fine she is untouchable, should remain steadfast
That like Jacob’s daughter i should not mix with the world
That like asahel, i should respect elders
That like Jacob, i should leave vengeance to God
That like joseph, i should be forgiving and not forget family
That like Moses, i should always respect my Aaron and Hur
That like Jesus, i should go up to the mountain
That like blond Batimeus, i should shout out
That like John the Baptist, be mad to make difference
That like jezebel, evil doesn’t pays
That like Abraham, faith is needed in this short journey supposedly long
That like prophet Aizah, i could stand out among lying prophets
That like Phillip, i can light up a town for Jesus
That like Stephen, i should see the prize and forget the pain
But this one thing i never forget
That with Jesus, i would be fishing men
I’m more than conqueror
I have dominion
lessons you learn that should stick
Dylan Jones Sep 2017
How you’ve been?
Have you told your mother about me?
I heard you’ve been away to discover yourself or something
But was it worth it when you stole his heart?
Never returned it, but he earned **** for you from the start
Are you working or just wasting your time?
Did I mention that you’re still on my mind?
Still that lonely guy
Low yet high
Don't know why I still get at your phone
Like, me, I should ******* focus on my own life
Yeah, but the bigger picture slips in you
Become more significant in the mixture
Can’t seem to see myself
Always tried to be myself
But who am I, who am I?
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