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ㅡjatm Feb 2015
you are such a misery,
like a deep blue sea,
you are slowly killing me,
like the sting of a bee.

there's a reason why,
when i look at you in the eye,
all that i can do is sigh,
because you left me high.

with the brightest sunshine,
i will make the words rhyme,
i want you to be mine,
even if i run out of time.
(j.a.t.m)
I don't know why but I feel so overwhelmed when I wrote this poetry of mine. Hope you guys will feel the same way! :)
a Feb 2015
i attached you to a
pencil you used
and a
****** song but now
i use pens and
have good taste
mja Feb 2015
I thought you were perfect
and so I loved you.

The dots on your face
make a brand new
celestial universe

You were an enigmatic
planet- and I’m still not through
in exploring your
inimitable realm

But then I saw the
perilous black holes
in your solar system
and I was inevitably
****** into its vortex

when i gradually deciphered
your mysteries-
I saw cracks in your world
I’ve never seen before

but I would gladly be
the cosmic energy
to lessen the night
inside your abysmal soul
and I would help fix
the cracks in your
catastrophic world

And even if I’d never
mend your brokenness
or solve your clandestine codes,

I’d know that you’re imperfect,
and I’ll love you even more.



-m.j.a
Bunny Dec 2014
A man once told me earnestly, I was dirt.

And my mind got all unbalanced with distraught.

What’s the worth of dirt?

It was not until lab nine that the comment touched my heart.



“Composting and Soil” hit an emotional spot.

I am dirt. I am the feminine form of Adam, Adamah.

Biblical Hebrew for “Ground” and “earth.”

The chosen medium of the Father’s formation.



Water, Sun and Air

Father, Son and Holy Spirit

Entering me daily to heal me, grow me, thrive

the seeds He is planting to reveal His vine.



In a very figurative and literal sense.

Daughter, wife and mother ground

Purposed for *******.

Saturated in Christ, piercing love and bearing children.



Teach the fruit only the Lord develops

Through Christ, soil once unworthy, is valuable

Such as man’s duty is to cultivate the earth

I am dirt, Cultivate me.
Joann Pena Nov 2014
"I wish to harm others; even if I am hired to protect them."
"I wish to praise the devil; even if I know He causes suffering, destruction and chaos. "
"I wish to make one race better and greater than all others; even if I belive that everyone is equal.  "
"I wish to bully the feeble and innocent;  even if I belive that I should treat others the way I wish to be treated."
"I wish to point out others flaws;  even if I belive everyone is perfect. "

I wish to live in a world where peace love happiness and joy can actually happen forever  ; even if it is impossible .
Tyler McCarthy Nov 2014
In warmth beneath the insulated drywall
I curse my gooey insides
for not being as solid
as the lamented linoleum
moreover, I wish I didn't need
to declare such trivialities but
I do
Makenzie Marie Nov 2014
Truth is
I never really
stopped falling
Or fell up
Or anything.
I just accepted the situation,
I just tried to move on.
But yeah.
I meant it when I said I love you.
Maybe I mean it differently
when the words escape my lips
now.
But that real meaning is
Still. There.
But I'm working on that.
So please
stop making it harder.
Or somehow
Just make all of this easier
I don't know.
The walls will cave in
And trap you under debris
Never to see light
Just another haiku.
Adam Nov 2014
When everything is even,
why do I feel so odd?
Oddly enough, even without a job.
Jobless kiss, on the back of my neck
so gentle, even I don't fight back.
If odd is normal, am I even?
not sure where i was going with this one
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