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Kale May 2015
If I was still there
Waiting on you
I would be dragged strait
To the asylum
You built for me personally.
You called me crazy
Because I wanted to shower
You in my affection
Because even though you
Committed adultery
Against me.
Thats why I had to go
Leave you behind
In that drunken sate
Still kissing that dreadful woman.
Don't look for me
I am not needed
Because I left to raise
our unborn child.
AE May 2015
I'll paint my face with plaster
Forget the happy ever after
I'll build up all my walls all over again
I'll keep my lips quietly shut
And never come out to be beat again
I'll rip up all my stories
Break into all your glory
But I'll hide them once again,
I'm sorry I even spoke out
I'll disappear in the fall out
So maybe we can forget this one again
Description of a dominating person and an argument
This argument is between the person and themselves
This person is me
Mercury Chap May 2015
I have no idea
How to shape this warped face
Leaking as the tears resurface
The confident eyes, the snapping lips
To reddened eyes and quivering lips.

I have lost all control
I have forgotten how to make a grip
Of all the strings of my puppet's role,
Scattered here and there,
Completely apart from from one another,
Completely biased on being pulled up and unfair
To balance my conscience of everything.

I am lost and afraid
Of loosing myself,
My faith, my everything which I don't have
But will someday
My strings are broken
And I lost my key
Which turned around in my back for me
To actually live my life.

Everything is lost
And all that's left is my soul
Which would break too soon
Which would make my disappearance whole.
Tatiana May 2015
I am just a little blip on the radar of life
not entirely certain why i'm there
but yet I made enough of an impact
for the radar to pick me up.

But then i'm gone.

Gone as quickly as I came,
all promises broken,
all ties severed,
all hope destroyed,
as I am no more.

I am nothing more than the lines I used to draw on my wrist.
I am nothing more than the words that bleed onto my page.
Not to be shared with anyone
except my own tortured self.

But yet I come back,
I always come back
with desperate hope that
things will be different.
They have to be.

But i'm always a mess
a girl in her best dress
that hates with a passion
the amount of times I change.
Down down down I go,
falling endlessly.

I will leave
and i'll be back.
Spinning in this endless dance
of confused passions,
and all these little lights on the radar
mark my disappearance.
Àŧùl May 2015
I am here
You are there
Yet we both are near
Come that one bit closer
Let all distances disappear

Just bear it with me
We will synchronize
Come respire with me
Let both our lips meet
Hips moving to the beat
The above poem was written as a comment for a poem by Kripi, read the poem by Kripi 'Come' @ http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1067362/come/ and enjoy.

My HP Poem #854
©Atul Kaushal
surpratik Apr 2015
Love isn't something that just disappears
People do
Love keeps finding a reason to stay
I tell her
I'll stay with you

Love doesn't see barriers
Oceans are opportunities
Across borders, my love is at war
Please don't let me leave
Not without winning

Love never closes its eyes
It only wants to believe
Beauty is inside
so love from the heart
One day
she will see it

Love isn't something that just disappears
You just stopped looking
Turn back around
You'll still find me here
waiting
oni Apr 2015
you appear
in a
breeze

rustling
a few
of my
leaves

only to
disappear
as soon
as i
remember
you
CMD Apr 2015
I am a woman.
I am a daughter and a lover and a friend -
I am a student, a poet, but not just
         the body I occupy,
I am much more than the photo on the wall.

I am the laugh traveling down the hall
I am the pull of a memory as you walk by our spot
I am the beat
                of your heart
                              as you hear my words

And I will still be, even when I am not.
   mute, but echoing
   invisible, but lingering
   gone, but so far from forgotten,

Because I will not let myself become just a name on a yellowed sheet of paper -

I am the stars and the rain and the dust in the beam of sunlight streaming in your window and I,

I am human, and so I will always
                                                         be.
Amber Bowen Apr 2015
All of these twisted nightmares
Attract various burning stares
Steering clear of the judgmental light
This mess is an unmistakable sight
Always looking for places to hide
So nobody sees this side
I can't hide forever.
Jan Harak Apr 2015
Words lost all their meaning today it seems
they became a shadows of the yesterday's dreams
it seems that all whats left is abundantly clear
never greet another day and confess all my sins

I know you have your hand in this you beast
today you add another scratch into your wrist
I hear your smile while my conscious disappears
You know I never wanted, never wanted this.
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