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Her relinquished love
Grew fire
It began
To drench
Her very core

This denial
Had finally
Came to an end
Haylin Apr 8
Fighting on the front lines
With red pens
For creativity,
For independent thought,
For common sense
Not Common Core

This is a battle in a bureaucratic war we’re losing
Keep pushing and shoving against an impenetrable wall
But we’re only foot soldiers, not actually giving orders

Kids look down on us and they ask,
“Will this be on the test?”
And say,
“Get out of my face.”

Here’s what I wonder: Why is “mistake” a forbidden word?

Taught by parent(s) to resist.
These are Kids who fail to create
But recite, recall, and retaliate

School is no longer a safe haven
Testing, testing, 1-2-3 hundred murdered students, teachers
Safety off and then off
And
Still off

Hanging by a thread and losing the grip a little more every day

Following the curriculum map to X marks the standardized test.

We dig and
                  Dig and
                                 Dig
For the buried treasure trove of teaching magic. The legitimacy and respect our careers deserve. The money, the time, the love, the support.

But it’s buried under so much testing and red tape, and so    

We fail.
Pentanomical Mar 27
i'm just the same as all of you
yet i can't see from your point of view
been awhile since i felt the ground
been awhile since i heard a sound
a grumbling, a noise, somebody's voice
something to pull me out of the void
awake and asleep, awake and asleep
sometimes it's shallow, sometimes it's deep
waking up's the worst part
the same as a restart
heaven or ****, heaven or ****
just ask my brain cells
need another hit, i'm addicted
i need to feel lifted
to really feel like i'm living
like a human being

or at least halfway there
it's the truth laid bare
whatever, i don't care
i was always taught to share
but some things i should keep to myself
wrote this out to read to myself
love letters to myself cause i got nobody else
there's no one left, no more steps
guess no one's right, you're all out of your depth
i can't get you so why would you try
it's only right i'm hung out to dry
i'm just venting, i'm just lamenting
so my thoughts might be offending
but let it be known these words i'm sending
can always be worse, you heard it from me first
maybe this will help me find some purpose
stop feeling useless and be a little selfish
hopefully i can stop acting so helpless
Ten minutes
In and out
Faster, could I go
But here I stand
Pretty ******* ******
Barely still, on the sway,
Taking grape, when I wanted apple,
Too close to the register,
Show a yellow toothy smile,
All the while, pepper in the teeth
None in return, trans
Action complete
Retire to queerhaus, boot to the floor,
Hide on the couch from the heavy heel n toe,
Wanted apple but I got the grape,
Definitely better than that bullet would've tasted.
Max Mar 6
Feel like the world is frozen, and I'm too hot for the ice to stand on and therefore I'm melting my way to the core of it all.
Badshah Khan Mar 6
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) - 66

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

I humbly admit myself towards You.
You are acutely aware what I carefully tend;
In eager search of my active core.

Therefore, what I eagerly desire from you!
As you are accurately familiar of all notable,
Oh The Knower of the Hidden (Al Batin)!

Allah Khair..... Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab - Badshah Khan
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Leal Knowone Mar 3
The things she says in her sorrow stretch on till morrow.
Emotions bend, bow, and break, shaking her to the core.
She says love is lost, but she loves everyday.
She says love is an elusory thing, but she long to grasp it, and hold it close, close to her heart she feels is blackened with decay, yet it pump blood through her beautiful veins.
Yes in the poem I wanted to use elusory not illusory in this poem
Uanne Feb 26
Just LOVE as this is your purpose
Just ‎LOVE as this is your only option and reason
Just ‎LOVE and appreciate every little things
Just ‎LOVE ‎even if they are difficult to love
Just ‎LOVE ‎even if they will never love us back
Just ‎LOVE and heal all the wounds
Just ‎LOVE ‎even if its painful
Just ‎LOVE and trust the process
Just LOVE and share your gift and passion
Just ‎LOVE and see the beauty beyond imperfection
Just ‎LOVE and forgive
Just ‎LOVE and never get tired
Just LOVE because he loved us first.

Just LOVE And let LOVE be our CORE.
"Fall in love,  stay in love and it will decide everything." - Fr.  Pedro Arrupe SJ

09.01.18
When all else is gone,
When I can’t hear the song,
And I must close my eyes,
Something inside cries
“It’s me! I’m here!
In a place without fear,
I’m the voice of love,
Sweet as heaven above.
Love is me, the real me.”
Me. Really.

Virginia Giglio
February 2019
Caroline Feb 20
Like the earth, I have a molten core,
Churning with unrelenting fire,
Simmering, wracked by violent waves of rage
That roil across deeper trenches of desire
Suppressed by such immense pressure
That I am afraid my heart will turn to iron,

If I do not break.
I can feel my tectonic plates shifting,
A subterranean shaking
That barely trembles my fingertips;
Escapes my lips
In the sweetness of a song
That was written as the suppression of
My screaming
All along.

But like the earth, my tranquil rivers curve towards the sea,
Masking these darker lakes of fury with the gentle babbling of pastoral streams.
And so I beckon you to sail with me,
Smiling, as if softly rocking beneath the moon is
All we’ll ever be.

You can’t see,
Below the darkened waters,
Under the soaking sands,
The mantles of myself that,
Like a wasteland,
On fire,
Will consume you in ways
I am scared that you won’t understand.
I guess it takes a strong person to deal with me sometimes. I figured the "poetically inclined" might understand. We feel things deeply and sometimes a little too much, stirring up, not just the beautiful in us, but the **** too. I guess I have my mother's temper after all!
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