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Timmy Shanti Nov 2019
I dream of you
Each time I close my eyes.
The image burnt,
My retina street-wise.
I think of you
With every breath I take.
My mind enthralled,
My life, forlorn, at stake.
I miss you lots
With every passing day:
Then found, now lost...
I don't believe and yet I pray!
To life, to love, to dreams,
To friends who don't just disappear,
To hope, to joy, to you...
So far - and yet so near.
Bittersweet like a melody.
Written [almost] in one take.
9 xi 2019
believe
that you can surely shuffle your miserable untested
vocabulary into never been heard before combo’s,

believe
your insights have never transversed in my blood stream,
a poem unheard, yours, a transfusion of not-my-blood type

believe
you are special in life, in love, in pain, in sad madness,
only you can feel primarily and primitive, all of us, tertiary

does the optimist mock you?

most certainly not.

achieve
poems are allusions, born each time, first time, summary illustrations
of eyes, mouth, all your sensations together, make a messy birth canal

achieve
your first is our first as well, make the risk-taken a celebration,
newness is a gift unique, bond us to your children issue nouvelle

achieve
with insolence of the blind beggar, a teasing teaspoon of outrageous
good fortune, a fist hammering breakthroughs of pain and glory


N.B.
my words have been tasted by thousands of thousands,
a fleeting glory that is instantly lost to the crumbling
dissatisfaction that all that your needs, your findings, solutions,
the breaking of the chains of your boundaries, drawn by imposition,
the fragility of the lines that contour your image, make you nothing, are nothing more than just another poet which is the most,

most glorious honor one can proudly bestow upon oneself
No. 5
jay Nov 2019
for i am a collector, seeker of beauty
appeal drools out of the pockets of my mind
death creates an entry to preserve, why must a take
this chance for granted?
for i am a collector, i take what i see,
and reform its original refinement by nature itself
a life form is only dead if one preserves it to be, taken to a frame,
it creates a form of life on its own
unable to move, unable to gaze,
but able to be wondered and admired by others
that is life, if it sparks a mind then surely
it does so within itself
when i took a trip and viewed the butterflies in the frames, i wondered the appeal and thought that went into preserving the dead, and framing it for many to see
maddie Nov 2019
lie
i know you lied about your forbidden love
had to remove me to have her
broke my heart without restraint
hard to believe i loved a liar
Rachel Gosby Nov 2019
To be happy.
Not to be sad.
To be loved.
Not to be hurt
To enjoy life.
Not to be stuck.
To be free.
Not to be stressed out.
To be drama free.
Not to be weak.
To do things that make me happy.
Not pleasing others.
To be a leader.
Not a follower.
To be Me.
Not to be someone else.
To be kind
Not to be rude to others.
To live my life.
Not living someone else life.
To keeping my faith.
Not feeling sorry for myself.
To understand more.
Not to be mistreated.
To control my life.
Not let someone take over.
To rebuild
Not tear myself down.
To travel the world.
Not to stay still.
To hold my own.
Not to **** my dream.
To make things happen.
Not to fall behold.
To listen to myself.
Not to run away.


It's my turn to do what makes me happy, and not worry about what makes other people happy.

To be strong.
Too proud of who I am.
To let go of the pain.
To stop crying.
To be patient.
To be
learn that's it's your turn to live your life and be who you are. don't hold anything from your self. don't let anything stop you from living life as you want it
Bhill Oct 2019
Pursuing a thought
Seek, think, understand
Believe in the thought

Brian Hill - 2019 # 264
Seek new things and believe
AMBRIEL Oct 2019
With her eyes wide open  i see no emotions,
blank stares and heavy breathing
cold hands and shaking body
heart that beats so fast.

A little girl with a towering height
but confidence lower than the ground,
little by little she's breaking apart
and slowly she's losing it now

Shaking, she's always shaking
hearing screams of imperfections in her ears,
then she started stuttering in words could come out
shaking she's always shaking with tears in her eyes.

Thumping her heart is ringing
breathing, it's hard to breathing
spinning the world is spinning
once again her consciousness is fading
To everyone who's currently having an anxiety attack please do know that ya'll could do it and life will go on no matter what :))
Bhill Oct 2019
I recently loved
I loved everything I could
Was I wrong in that

I believe in love
I believed everyone loved
Was I wrong in that

Do all creatures love
All creatures need to exist
Are they wrong in that

Is love part of life
I believe love needs to be
Am I wrong with this?

Brian Hill - 2019 # 261
What's love got to do with it?
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