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Aashna Unadkat May 2015
new leaves clung
to their branches
kissing
flirting
holding
but they fell away
(awkward) -
within arm radius of the bark,
of course,
close enough to touch
(still in his territory); but
not close enough.

wondering, wistful, whether
they were allowed
that magic
even outside
     outside their intimate bubble of secrecy,
even after
     after the spring of the sparks
of their
first kiss and
they wondered and wondered
- too long -
and now they leave.
Comments with your interpretation of the poem will be appreciated :)
Paramount Pawn May 2015
You laughed awkwardly
Sorry I didn't mean to
Asking who you like randomly
Was a weird thing to do
Curiousity gets ahead of me
So I let it out of me
Wondering who you like
Could be a pain or my happiness
Carsyn Smith May 2015
I've never been good with spoken words and maybe this is why
because everything just seems to spill out in rambles and tangents
like trying to follow a scribble cloud as if its a map to buried treasure  
locked deep inside with the secrets and I could never quite tell you,      
not straightforward anyway, how I felt when you sat in front of me,         
but that's not an excuse, and maybe I shouldn't tell you that when I           
see you I feel like I'm being drawn and quartered with every emotion        
pulling selfishly at me but maybe that's just me and perhaps I'm over          
exaggerating the momentum in which my heart holds my head but I         
can't say for sure because all I can hear is a constant drumming…         
constant drumming... constant drumming… and it never stops           
even as the sun sets and you, so far away, somehow crawl into my    
head as if its a warm hearth in the middle of a blizzard, but I am the
exact opposite and if my words don't convince you than perhaps a    
cold shoulder will burn the idea into the soft skin of the arms that used    
to hold me when I cried about those stupid little things that I laugh at      
now and you'd laugh with me, oh that laugh, would fill me with a heat   
that could challenge all the stars in the universe and yet it flickered so      
quickly like a single flame suddenly at the will of a breath that has            
become so shallow and shaken by the tears of something deep inside      
shattering at such an immense speed that everything else is slow motion   
in comparison, and maybe my head is right to think that you're no good   
for me, but don't think for a moment that I could possibly keep you out  
of the mind that has become so crowded and yet you sit in the center of
it all like a king, or perhaps a dictator, that knows he belongs there in
that crowded space just under my ribs echoing with that beat, that constant
drumming that runs through my body like a relentless river as it destroys          
everything in its wake and runs along a silent stream of thoughts and words           
that pour out of my mouth when I open it…                                                              ­

and that is why I am no good with spoken words.
Sorry about the repost, but this one needed to be taken down too if I had any chance of getting it published. But now it's back up :)
Kimberly Seely May 2015
My head is spinning again and spiralling out of control
I've already lost my sanity what else could I possibly lose
It began with small subtle things and then it progressed
First just what I thought was true friendship
Then playful humor
Non serious flirting
Then it happened
I was on the bus normal day then you said that you were about to do something stupid
You were right.
I wish it had never happened
You kissed me.
Then I did something even more stupid and kissed you back
I really wish that it had never happened.
Now in the hallways you won't even look at me
And now I'm almost at the edge falling when...
I realized that I'm okay
That I didn't need you
That I have my own friends
Look out for part two. And this is real it actually happened. And we don't even look at each other. We also have a class together. The awkwardness is real. And this was actually my first kiss. I guess that nobody likes their first kiss.
shreyas bhalekar May 2015
Blood paints itself on my body
I am only a canvas
Hidden from the rest of the world
My painter is a shy man !
NeroameeAlucard Apr 2015
Hello my name is Neroamee
Alucard if your nasty
and I'm a nerd,
I've gone through most of my life
socially awkward
Now you'd think at the age of 19
I would've gone out of my cocoon
and become a social butterfly
but I'm a walking Pariah
I'm not even close to fly
Just for liking manga and listening to music
that is older than me
I ended up ostracized
but I did gain friends
and we became like family.
So yes my Name is Neroamee
and yes I am awkward socially
I'll admit I'm sensitive, a nerd and don't fit into a culture homogenously
but I promise you this
you'll never encounter someone like me,
I guarantee you this
SwiftDreamer Mar 2015
Getting
Into
Retarted
Linguinstics
When
Opt­ions
Escape to
S**tupidity
When your options are keep going or stopping, you choose the one less awkward...making it awkward
Wesley Dotson Mar 2015
But terrified to open up
That's why you scream so loud
"THERE'S POSION IN MY CUP"
Who put it there?
I did
You killed yourself the second
You thought your idea
Was stupid.
S R Mats Mar 2015
Are we junk?  Waste,
Shard and smear,
Empty symbol made by
“Doled out Poet’s papers,
Hoarded like sweets?”

Our awkward secrets
stumble
cislunar.
2003
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