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Snipes Jul 23
walkin’ barefoot in the rain
with my drink in the air
i try my hardest to forget
home is where the heart is
no matter for nomads
the world around them
is filled with laughter
but nothing is sadder
then when the clouds
drop-lets fall together
falling with someone would be better. But why would I want to bring someone down.
vita Jun 14
she hated bras.
    but she wore one
                                           so he could take it off her.
so he could look,
             at her almost naked body
                                                                ­      and be forced,
to use his imagination,
                           for a moment,
                                                         ­                                       longer.
she did this hoping
                                            to preserve:
                                                       whatever image he’d created
                           for a moment,
                                                                ­                                longer.
before:
      her body was bare and real and
                     “perceptible by touch”
Aindri Feb 9
My emotions
Are scattered
And you are the salt shaker,
Using them little by little,
Until I'm bare.
FunSlower Sep 2021
I was riled as I learned an unknown burn.
You smiled as I unturned a new-found yearn.
There’s something so succinct in earning truth,
After what felt like an eternity learning.
Proof that a familiar swirl in an unfamiliar scene
Can bring a million new ways to view your days.

It’s serene, this feeling. Really!
And with it, a chance to lift.
The choice to change one life.
An invitation to chime in time with another.
Perfect imperfection. Resolved discordance.
Binding impermanent reflections in permanence.
An end to what felt like an endless race.
A new beginning; your rawest reckoning.
The featherweight phoenix ever beckoning.
Don’t hide your face. Don’t chase your ghost.
For betterment, you meant it.
In innocence, you sent it.
Feel comfort in knowing
Your rivers are flowing.
The barest bones
Bear the warmest tones.
I needed to ask
I needed to imply
I needed to explore the possibility

I needed to know
I needed to see
The bare bones of your reality
the bare bones of what i needed
Raven Feels Apr 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, some words turn to dust--no one to understand no one to value on land:\


hold the words save the rush

throw away turn to dust

in a hint an unwarned gush

leave to decay surrender to rust

upon a flash

upon a sleep

in a thousand nights and one they tear

on a heart of gold to dash

on breast to bare

no more they burn they fast

they swear


                                                                                        -------ravenfeels
Alex Kabat Dec 2020
when i am ten years old, my Google Search bar reads: “how to never throw up ever again in your entire life” because I am terrified.

i pray every night to a god that i do not even believe exists, because the fine line between desperation and despair bleeds viscous black ink into my bloodstream.

google also reminds me blood is supposed to be red. i spend hours on the bathroom floor sobbing, because the veins that peek out from my bare wrists are blue.
mycah Dec 2020
I layed myself out bare,
bracing for the sting of another open wound.
You only came with tools to mend,
a needle and thread.
With gentle hands,
you stiched together every hole in my heart with love.
Poetic T Nov 2020
Intervals depicted by woefully
                        stark sights.

Tombstone branches drape
              over the division
of essence.

That now clings to the earth,
  moved on by the breath around.


I see them grazing in the air,
a corpse  of what was warm.

Now showing the frigidness
                          of what is upon us.

Mourning the beauty of what was,
         and I look up at the tombstone
branches in reverence.

Awaiting the time when life wavers
          above me once again.

And then I will smile, for now,
       I slumber within my

stark contemplations.
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