Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Kai Sep 2020
Eyes beaming to boisterous belly laughs of old friends-
pursuing painted sunsets and cold winds.
Made me feel like a man, from your alcohol and wine.
She said, “where were you when I wasn’t fine?”

Deluded her with my plausible lies, truth be told-
You were forgotten, but I’m not your foe.
Is he a better charmer whose eyes light up your den?
Lost a good friend, cause’ I left for some men.
Oh, how foolish I was, I cried more than I could chew.
Truth is I am not a man without you.
I hope your best friend is better than what I could have become.
Spadille Aug 2020
I envy those who have found there passion
I envy those who are drunk with passion
It makes me wander into space
As uncertainty circles around me
As I grow sceptical about achieving it
This thing , that thing
We're never satisfied
When shall we ever let it go?

More this, more that
We never get enough
Why can't we ever let it go?

You've got just one life
Learn to enjoy it
Worry about nothing

I just have one wish
Just one wish
Knowing what you have is more than gold

Jealousy and envy
Choking our daily lives
Why give it the way to be so?

Want what your friend have
Neglecting what you have
Why don't you value what's your own?

We all have something
Be content with yours
And worry about nothing

I just have one wish
Just one wish
That you know what you have is more than gold

Be content with what you have
Marian Solis Aug 2020
He is my sun and I am but a wild flower:
A beauty from a little, insipid race.
Loosing my chance to be noticed,
For there are better flowers than me.

He is my sun and I am but a flower
I live from the light of his at day;
Shiver from the dark when he is away
With this fragile, ephemeral body.

He is my sun and I am but a flower
I envy the clouds for they are always together
With my dearest sun that I fancy above all
And here I am, rooted still on the ground.

He is my sun and I am but a flower
Cursed to gaze at him from birth to death
Until I bow my bald head on my grave
And drop my last, unobtrusive petal.
InfranGilis Aug 2020
There once was a paradise,
It shifted the paradim,
And then came a perasite,
It altered and paralyzed,

Hope turned to ash,
As they used thorns to stab,

The lonley gaze of the moon then pondered:
Is this, truly what you desire?

And so darkness ruled for a while,
As the light's dazzle dimmed,
But pretenders, liars and betrayers all rile,
As the hand of justice comes for them,

We do unto others, what others do unto us,
So life ruled, with a golden fist of truth,
Be used, abused, confused, difused and then refused,
As the ashes of that paradise in your mouth turns sour.
Aer Jul 2020
yellow and blue, together makes green.
safety, harmony, and all in-between.
yet an overmixing of two caused shadows so blue,
envy, jealousy, flowing through and through.
you, who was yellow and I who was blue. could we ever truly make green the safest colour?
Németi Csenge Jul 2020
She sits in the sweltering sun,
Bone of plenty,
Her baroque design illustrated
Lashings of lavish lilies.
Their leather lips folded,
Collapsed and retreated.

Likened to the greenery,
They brimmed with envy,
And stroked each stone wall.

Bone dry,
She drank from the dew,
A bull’s horn,
golden halo,

glass canopy.
Amanda Hawk Jul 2020
Always missing
and I desire
to peel away everything
you have become
and consume it
piece by piece
have it run through my veins
and I will become
everything you once were
CB Jul 2020
”Infinite galaxies come running down my tear stained cheek.
I’m swept away in this pain.
Cherished memories washed away, always down the drain.
I envy the days where I felt so endless, even when I ached.”
Next page