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Lumin Guerrero Nov 2024
Don’t cry
Don’t cry it's alright
Don't cry they’re right there
Don't cry they might stare

Don’t cry
Don’t cry you’re just fine
Don’t cry as they glare
Don’t cry they don’t care

Don’t cry
Don’t cry you’ll survive
Don’t cry it’s not fair
I won’t cry, I swear

Don’t cry
Don’t cry wave goodbye
I cry, my heart tears
I cried…
akiko Nov 2024
I am utterly alone,
A hollow echo in the dark,
Where silence swallows every tone,
And hope fades like a distant spark.

The nights stretch long with aching still,
No hand to reach, no voice to call,
My tears are rivers, yet they spill
Unnoticed, unseen—nothing at all.
Ceeba Nov 2024
Where's my rainbow after the rains,
Where's my calm after the storm,
Where's my light at the end of the tunnel,
Where's my peace after the war,
Where's my dawn after the darkness,
Where's my joy after the sorrow?
Where's my, "finally it's over"?
For a long time now, things haven't been going my way, it's another problem after another or over another... I can't seem to get a break.
kel Oct 2024
eyes as dark as midnight;
staring ahead, soulless.
unravelling a puzzling sight,
sparkless.

but those eyes
were the pair that made me vulnerable
as the walls around me say their byes;
emotions crashing down on me, unbearable.

salty water making my eyes moist
as I peered at those eyes;
clearing out the foggy mist,
diminishing the lies.

my hear cracking,
my sadness spiking.
and i thought to myself,
such mesmerizing eyes.
aAr Oct 2024
A soaked sunken pillow
A floating empty head
And the usual sleepless night
Another unproductive day behind.
An overreacting heart
An uncontrollable mind
And a pair of guilty eyes.
All i own at this moment.

All those times i didn't raise my hand
And the times the words never came out.
All those times i was tested in life
And how the mind went blank every time.
All the nerves around my eyes
And all the tears it let go.
All parts of me burning
All for that unreachable peace.

A lot of regret filled scenarios
Along with a head full of fictional people
And a whole lot of futile thoughts.
All taking me a step away from
A silent and content mind frame.
Although, in spite of all this
All i yearn for is
A dream i wont regret in the morning.
Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
How much pain in liquid form
Is acceptable to release at night?
What if it starts and then can not be stopped
From bleeding into the daylight?
Arguments are conflicting on whether I should try
It's been a bit pointless, try as I might
I've mastered keeping it silent
And my eyelids put up a good fight
But once that seals been breached
It's often an embarrassing sight
"It's okay, go ahead, let it all out"
"You have every right"
Even with hopeless hope
And diminished trust
I take the bait and bite
Then,
Same as it's always been,
It's used against me
Absent minded with plenty of foresight
"Maybe you need a good cry"
The relief from the release is slight
I know I've the inability to get it all out
Here's to hoping one day that I might
...CHEERS...

©2024
Justination Oct 2024
In a quiet town where the rivers run deep
Underneath the willow where secrets do keep
Two hearts found each other, one summer's sweet bloom
There, in the shadows, love danced through the gloom

Her laughter like sunlight, his smile warm as June
They'd trace stars together by the soft light of the moon
Whispers like petals, the world spun away
Each stolen moment, a promise to stay

They'd carve their initials in old oak trees
And dream of forever as easy as breeze
In their cocoon of innocence, they painted the skies
With colors of hope and the bright shining lies

But seasons, they change; summer fades into fall
Leaves turn brittle and shadows grow tall
She felt a cold distance, a chill in his gaze
A heart once so open, now lost in a maze

He spoke with his silence, not knowing why
Words caught in the throat as time slipped by
The laughter grew fainter; the touch lost its spark
In the glow of their fire, his fingers grew dark

One faithful evening, beneath that old tree
With trembling hands, he set her heart free
"I wish you the stars but the ground holds me tight,
My heart wants to wander; I must take my flight."

Tears fell like raindrops, a storm without end
The girl stood there broken, no longer a friend
The echoes of laughter now drowned in the night
And shadows dance cruelly, stealing the light

In time she would heal as all heartaches will fade
Yet the memory lingered, etched deep in the shade
Her first love a compass through sorrow and grace
A bittersweet lesson, time couldn't erase

Years passed like whispers but she'd never forget
The love of her youth and the weight of regret
When spring finally beckoned with blossoms anew
She smiled at the past as the heart learns to bloom

For life is a river that twists and it turns
Through joy and through heartache, the spirit still learns
She carried him with her, a piece of her soul
First love and first heartbreak both made her whole
David Hilburn Oct 2024
Spoken first, particular last
With a mightier introduction, ahead
Since sincerity, since seclusion, so fast...
Has the voice of a beautiful angel, awoken to lead...

Meetings of the mind
Continue in the voice, meager times
Hope and surmisal, can be so kind...
Letting a lost promise, become strength's trying...

Survival's prophecy, of the fittest
Where in, stirs of shared conscience
Is the can't, the cope of truth, a senses test...
Adage over communed liberty, overtly presence...

A tale of two liberty's
Shown a calling, a creed to instinct, due
Know a keep, beyond which is civility...
Ready an eye, of comprehension is anarchy's you...

Salt to salt, spice to spice
Where, out to dance among intuition's stars
Has the new voice, of now in love twice...
The rue of simplicity, the risk of summation, by far...
collect a stirring few to your breast and an identity's blessing will come...
Emery Feine Oct 2024
The Forgotten Child always tries
The Forgotten Child never cries
The Forgotten Child will never fly
The Forgotten Child will never know why

Their name, no one will remember
Their future, not even an ember
Their wealth, all will be sold in
Their popularity, all given to The Golden

The Golden Child never tries
But The Golden Child always cries
The Golden Child will always fly
But The Forgotten Child will never know why

Their love, everyone wants them
Their friends, everyone wants some
They keep, everything they've ever gotten
Their future, better than The Forgotten

The Forgotten Child will always do more
Yet they'll never be first
What are they even good for?
They'll always be the worst.
this is my 112th poem, written on 7/16/24
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