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F A Pacelli Sep 2019
there he goes again
why does his ego have 
to be so **** fragile
he takes my one little comment
and has to launch an atomic bomb back
the question is should i take the bait
or let him have it
it's just not worth it
but it really ****** me off
and why do i have to hang on
to that anger when i can fight back
but to what end
he'll just get more vengeful
and i'll get more angry
and this will go on for days
and then for weeks 
until we both can't take it anymore
so **** it
i'll let him have this one
Nazish Idrees Sep 2019
I fetch a card from my deck of a love tarot
that showed me the lovers and I was reckoned
Like a crumpled paper my heart was shrunk
I restored my senses and stimulate my mind
How this has happened in this miserable life?
He is no more with me and there is no love inside
It is the irony of daily reading with the cards
It makes my wish truthful and covers my scars
F A Pacelli Aug 2019
the distance between us
larger than oceans of time
yet she peacefully slept
beside me
Abdullah Ayyash Aug 2019
There's something in life I can't debate
It's an ugly argument no one can win
I know that love won't fit in my life
When the world we must revive
          is just nothing but an utter sin
© Copyright
Abdullah Ayyash
August 26th, 2019
Alan S Bailey Jul 2019
It's argument time...woohoo! Not...

Here goes. I will personally start by letting you know
that we have more time on our hands to dispute
everything from waste of space to using up brain cells.
There's no use trying to pretend!
You and I will go on about this,
I will be "the problem." I will have "no alibi"
and may go on to lose my argument (as always) in the end.
I know, bad poem! BUT SO TRUE!
Alan S Bailey Apr 2015
You know the hardest thing I ever had to do,
Was realize no matter what I ever knew
I would never make sense to you,
Now my words are very few
And what else is new?
My time is due,
Social ruse
I will lose,
I am

*~Through~
Lake Jul 2019
Why do we have to fight?
It's always one or the other
Always has to be wrong or right
It's such a shame to see us bicker

What was it for? Who started first?
I can't ignore that each time is worse
Lines getting blurry between banter and insults
Flying off the handle is more like an impulse

We can't see eye to eye
How can we compromise
It seems that you and I
Exist on parallel lines

Should this be the end
Have one final dance
And then it's never again
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