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Nicole 6d
Days where it is boring.
Those crazy days of simplicity
And the mundane
Are the ones I have a mouthful
For and want
To talk about.
I found a hymn in a prayer book
It spoke of being a warrior
And of the beautifulness in the ordinary.
It only took this long
And a break into a parallel universe
To start thinking clearly.
Amanda Jan 8
I act like I can
You know about all my faults
Do not care I can't
I wish I saw myself the way you see me
ME SAID:
Whatchu mean you couldn't show up today?

WHAT WENT ON IN MY HEAD:
Finna cancel plans like everyday's a Monday
Tryna throw them ****** lies around like,
"Aight, imma head out."
Fool, you never ******* go outside!
And now you tryna say you gon do that?
AH HELL NAW! FOOL! YOU ******* LIAR!
Hate muhfucking liars, these shitwits Twizzler bits
From them peeps carrying ******* blown up like airbags
To them peeps carrying big ***** heavy as ******* bundles
To them scrawny ***** lighter than the ******* air I'm choking on
To them medium-sized peeps that are in the middle of everything
(Uh, okay? Chill out gurl!)
AH HELL NAW! DON'T BE A *****!
You're one of them scrawny prawny ***** and I'm ******* fat as the ******* wall
So muhfucking heavy that even gravity flew to the sky
But hey, I'm medium-sized [ahem]

WHAT ME REAL SAID:
Whatchu mean you couldn't show up today?
Eh, that's aight; we can meet up on another day

‎*



Melody
1/7/20
I've been feeling under the weather for over two weeks now, but I'm feeling the best that I've ever been today. There isn't much of a backstory or a source of inspiration to this poem, but, needless to say, I've had to stay indoors for quite some time to recover.
Will the day ever come?
When actions no longer make me run
When truths and tranquility strum
When character builds gentle hums
Will the day ever come?

Will the day ever come?
When I find my place in this world
When my voice does not come out in swirls
When lies buried deep in my bones unfurl
Will the day ever come?

Will the day ever come?
When my predilections make sense
When my impulsivity repents
When my doubts must contend
Will the day ever come?

Oh, such perils I bear within the noise of my soul
From the plague of voices that tear sanity apart
A good head between my shoulders now ajar
Irreversibly opened through the door of my heart,
Which bleeds the will to live and the will to die

Time only heals the mental wounds that could be cured
For now, my heart bleeds the will to die, which leaves me unnerved

Oh, how I would wish to live to reach this day
When I understand what words cannot say



Melody
1/4/20
I can't find the words to describe how I've been feeling recently. One day, I feel ecstatically happy. The next day, I feel surged with apathy. I write in my journal daily to reflect and speak to myself. At least, the words that I write to myself keep me afloat and I don't have to worry about feeling like I'm judged for how I feel.
Amanda Dec 2019
You cannot be all the things I want you to be

How could I expect you to?

I cannot be them myself
Don't expect to see a change if you don't make one
Druzzayne Rika Nov 2019
I don't need more negativity in life
I have enough in me already
I am cutting you off
Avoiding till cannot
DivineDao Aug 2019
The
Sweet
Innocent
Blushings

Unforgettably
Suddenly
UniteUs
As Any
Mildfelt
Storm Would


Laugters!!:D
The Poems Irresistable

Floating, Transmitting
Light Laisure Fairs
Zephyrs of A
Green emerald grasses, blue heavenly sky up
Above
The Cheerful Pallette  

Sunny Day


The Cheerful Company
:-) ~
~"~
§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§§

Like a Really Wonderful
Fairytalish
BudsBlooming
Our mutually
LightLols
Shared

That Ones
The
Heartunites

Kids and Adults
Are

Só much, so much
Wonderfully Beautiful

When they are not judged
When we experience the how truly miraculous sentiments
Can occur, Sometimes
When we take the ride
On the sunbeam brilliant
Un visible waves

Sooverwhelmingly
Stupiddly
Adorable!

Life's
Coincidences
Have
Forgotten for a little fracture of Eternalspin-off the Time-Heals
Wisdoms
Fast
GotsUsByAsMelancholyGreeps
With its un relentless Forces

That
Some where
Else

Wherever
Our pure hearts
Crash
And touch UsThrough

The Universal lEther
Such lovely feelings
StillDoHappen
Being Gracefully
Grateful
For All the Love
Genuine laughter,
For All Those Adorable comic situations which allow
Human beings to share their naturally unspoiled nature, innocence and keeps us
Reminding we are all one
The Cosmic children, free of lust, mean deceitful intentions, enjoying This wonderful life

Keep your Ethics, The Truest moral Law and starry nights
Always whispering and singing a song of "We are The Stars"

No need to decode
This finenotsurely notrhymemetered
writing poema.

The massage is clear. Feel it again, you'll know what I mean.

We're all prone to succumb to the charm and allure of so many wonderful people, that we can easily forget about the feelings of or beloved ones.

Don' t do that to them. Ask first, then Dance!

"Love

" onlygodwilljudgeme"

Never be resentful, when Somebody
feels The Love and Longing Towards You, and yet,
Cannot be bought or even change
The inwardvoice of their conscious
Song of a Heart

We ain't got no need to be sold!
Johnny walker Apr 2019
Helen and I lived our dream a twenty-year dream for neither
of knew
at the start of
our dream that twenty
years Is all we'd be
given
I suppose everybody
Is allocated a certain
amount of years In
this life for which we
have no
say
And whatever we do In
life this will not change
there was absolutely nothing I could have
done to
change
There was no way to extend that twenty years allocated to us twenty years that's all we were allowed to be
together
I have to bite the bullet  and accept because
there's Is nothing more I could do to have changed
what was destined to
be
Twenty years was all Helen and I were allocated I couldn't have changed what was destined to be, to do that would have changed everything and then maybe Helen I never would have
met so accept the twenty years and I'm greatful for
that
Nolan Willett Apr 2019
I wish I could find
The correct words and sequence
Of them to explain
myself.
Kasti Mar 2019
worthwhile but hard to achieve;

                                              a thing that can never be accomplished.

            Falling,                              ­                                                  
              ­                                     Fa l l i ng                          F all ing
                      F a ll ing,
                                         Fallin,
           Failin g,               Failing,
               Fallin g,
                                Fal lin,
                                                            ­   Fallng,

                                                        ­ I fell.

Your finger drew my lips as fate killed us all.

                                                       how could have this worked if it was doomed from the start?

                                                      For­ you,
                                                      my dear
                                                            ­                                     i give my all,
i give my love.
                                                           ­                   my fate
                                  my heart.


                                                For you my dear,
                                                       my true,
                                                       my love,
                                                           ­ no.
                                                For I cannot love

                                                           You.
I can't remember when I wrote this
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