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Poetic T Oct 2018
Your words are cheesy
        Like an unclean *******

Every syllable you tug on
        Is like cheese.

You need to clean up
            Your stiffness
And write cleanly...
Salmabanu Hatim Oct 2018
Do not complain,
Stop being vain.
You gave me love as a start,
I gave you my heart.
You gave me a *****,
I gave you a baby.
You gave me a car,
I became your kids' chauffeur.
You bought me  gems and beautiful clothes,
I became your hostess,
To entertain your business associates.
You earned and brought in money, instead
I became your maid,
I shopped,
I cooked,
I laundered,
I ironed,
I cleaned,
I tutored.
I made our house into a home,
But at the end of the day, home you come,
Strut and storm,
"All day what were you doing?"
Just because dinner is a bit late,
Or the food  is not up to your taste.
I too,had a tough day,
So cut your crap and stop your bray.
Just because a woman is a housewife does not mean she is idle at home.Running a home smoothly is not an easy task.
Anya Sep 2018
I turned off
The poetry hose
For a short while
When I noticed
It was getting
Contaminated
By
A substance known as
“Social insecurity”
Hey,
...
Have you ever been poisoned by it?
When writing this poem I intended it to mean that my poems were becoming less honest because of insecurity. But honestly the “social insecurity” could also be interpreted to represent any word that stands for the deeper, darker, or side of you you’re ashamed to show others.
soul Sep 2018
Droplets itself says let it drop as it will wash away all the negitivity in you
after a long time i wrote something
Rain gives me peace its droplets gave me a path to follow
Annie McLaughlin Sep 2018
11
11 months
that's all I could do
I tried for so long
I tried just for you

11 months clean
but today we start over
tomorrow is day one
I'm just growing older

11 months
but tonight my thighs sting
I took to them with a blade
as sharp as my ring

11 months
I kept searching for a reason not to
tonight I fought hard
but my blood was long overdue
11 months clean, but tonight I broke that streak.
misha Sep 2018
i want to clean
up
     this
            mess
                      and  
            start
        a
new
         page
                   but
                           they
                   say
          art
is
         when
                    you
                             feel
                     the
           most
naked
           most
                     vulnerable
           most
broken
             but  
                     if
                            i
                   pick
           up
my
        my
                shards
                               then
                      i'll
           just
bleed
          with
                    ichor
                               and
                     red
           wine
hues
           that
                     reach
                                  up
                      down
          below
on
        the
                 doorsteps
                                     of
                      death
         just
                  dropping
                                        by
                             to
               say
hello.
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2018
Though the world is grey,
it always will come down to
either black or white
Small haiku! ^^
Lyn ***
Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2018
I wish you'd put as
Much effort into getting
Clean as getting dope
When I lost my excuses I gained results
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