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Asteria Jun 2016
i hear stories
of your eyes, how they'd hold the
galaxies and stars
Haiku #1
Asteria Jun 2016
she's all wounds
and scars
chaos in her heart
she's hurricane
and stormy eyes
a broken kind of art
An excerpt from a poem i submitted to my university's publication.
Lindsay Olivieri Jun 2016
you look at the stars
so unaware of how you
manifest their light
pugh Jun 2016
You were a shepherd
Someone I followed incontestably
Someone I trusted to guide me to safety

You were a new pasture
Someone far off that I thought would be different
You had a wolf hiding in the bushes

-

"Anywhere but here" is what was on your mind
The thing is, I'm still here
Your dreams had no intention of including me in them

You were boarding planes and driving far away
I was boring and driving to coffee shops
I just couldn't hold your interest

You had bigger things on your mind
You didn't bother to ask what was on my mind
I think you would have found
Some common ground

-

I fell to the riverbed having fallen for you
You had already pulled your feet out of the water

You stayed on the dock of disenchantment
While I touched the bottom of disillusionment

-

I've never said a word to you I didn't mean
You never meant a single word you said to me
I can't blame you for it though,
Transparency, of words and of heart, has gotten me nowhere

You meant everything you said, except I lost it all in transmission
And I found myself making up the messages I missed

-

You were summer
Sepia stained, longer than it felt like, innocent and sweet

You were fall
Starved of warmth, not long enough,  the moments leading to a freeze

-

Before you, I didn't know how to feel
After you, I never wanted to feel again
Joz Apr 2016
Every step I take does not assure my success
but
to keep going is what I need to do.

Different directions I go do not make me forget you
but
at least I'm not stuck with my own fantasy.

I believe in love just simply because I'm a product of love
but
these days I'm thirsty of love.

I take every little step not to find that love
but
to let that love finds me.

A love that can make me, a greater me
does not
need to be reached, it comes by itself.
April 26, 2016
09:23
Nox Apr 2016
A cup of fruit punch spills
and stains the clouds
mixing with tomato soup
stains and lemonade

Van Gogh dips his brush
in the royal purple
of early evening
streaking plum across the cosmos

a glass of starlight spills
and night descends
Nox Apr 2016
A girl I do not know
Is sleeping in my bed
Is dressing in my clothes
Is acting in my name

And I
to presume I ever knew myself
or existed
am Missing

Only to be seen
in photos
not printed on milk cartons
and plastered on telephone poles

Because a girl I do not know
is in my place
Joz Apr 2016
It feels like I'm in the jail
Let's call it a jail of love
When you love somebody
But you are nobody

One, two, three girls passed by
But you are still in the jail
The door is widely open
But you just ain't going nowhere

I still remember this jail
As a beautiful haven for two of us
We used to stay in that haven
But time changed it into a jail

You went out and found a new haven
The new buddies that you love
Those who can make you happy
But me, I'm still in our haven

You said you loved me
But you are just too tired to get along again
You said you loved me
But your love is not for me

I'm stuck in this jail
I asked you to go out and find another haven
But you said no
I'm stuck in this opened-jail

Don't pity me
Hey somebody, but I hope she is you again
Take me out from this jail
Let's build the new one, the better one

I still love you but...
*you don't
I wish you still do
Joz Mar 2016
It feels just like an updated game
Some feature are new
Guess what I should do
I need to adapt and enjoy it

It looks like the game is less fun
But I believe it is only the beginning
The more I adapt the more fun it is
Yes I lost but I won some as well

Not all features disadvantage me
A few of them benefit me
Maybe you create these new features
But I'm not gonna be played easily

You still control me for now
The more I learn the more ready I am
I will be ready to leave the game
If the next new feature is not updated

*I'll leave the game, not you
pugh Mar 2016
Space—
A great communicator
How we increase it with unfamiliarity
Or even…
Familiarity that is too painful
Like the way I tense
When you're in my mere vicinity

Vicinity—
Heavies the heart
Certainly relative to space
How having you near me
Can be my favorite thing one day
And the next
It’s hell and hard to breathe

Breath—
Subjective in nature
You’ve always made me hold it,
I wish I could have held you instead
But it’s different now
I hold it to hold back tears

Tears—
They’re neither subjective
Nor relative
They’ve always shown my grief
For the loss of you
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