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ketjil Oct 2020
I once wrote poems
spilling my darkness
onto paper
now
I wish to write poems
spilling the light
I have found within myself
however
I seem to have lost my touch

-Kejtil
if it was ever there
Simon Soane Oct 2020
After fierce rain
the sun appears,
and makes a seemingly engrained deluge instantly forgettable;

that's what you do too:

your welcoming soothes the soaked in from the storm;

all your smile and suddenly

everything's warm.
feh Oct 2020
I
   CANNOT
                       BELIEVE
I
     LET
                MYSELF
                                    TH­INK
YOU
          WERE
                       EVEN
                                    SLIGHTLY
A
     KIND
                 HUMAN.

ALL
          I AM
                     TO YOU
IS
     A SET
                  OF STAIRS.
forever is there,
until you find something better.
Amanda Kay Burke Oct 2020
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Life may be hard
But at least I have you
You make me smile
When skies are grey
The moment we touch
Problems fade away
No matter what you’ll always be
The best thing I’ve ever known
I can’t promise to make it all better
But you won’t have to face it alone
For the one that I love and care for so deeply <3
Jay M Jun 2019
Here one lies
Stomach aching
Throbbing
Unknown reasons
Trying to sleep,
She grabs the sheets
Pulls them over her head
And hides
From the world
And it's cruel, cruel truth

So I say
"Make me feel better"
To my mother
She kisses my head
Tries to ease me
Yet all she can do
Is give me a pill
And wait

So I say
"Make me feel better"
To myself
Only, I reply;
"Never,"
"For you shall never be."

Here I lay
Aching in my stomach
And other little common things
But still
No matter how much medicine I take
That's not all the pain I feel
And none of it goes away.

- Jay M
June 7th, 2019
Aquila Oct 2020
I am on to bigger
and better
people
and she will stay in
    her
      little
       world,
             forever.
       and one day it will burn.
and I won't care
oop
River Scott Oct 2020
oh
oh how far i have
let myself go

i have forgotten
how it feels
how the words
bleed.

no more
no,
writing.

i need to express
how i feel
and i have never learned
how to be vocal

just,
writing.
its been about five years since i last wrote a poem.
Isabella Oct 2020
Well-spoken, well-written
Talented, gifted
Driven and willing
Broken but healing
Confident, capable
Ambitious and able
Beautiful, striking
Uniquely enticing
Mind full of brilliance
Strong and resilient
Kind and persistent
Bright and ebullient
Selfless, joyful
Trusting and loyal

A masterpiece the world adores
For she is everything I'm not and more
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