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Miguela shine Nov 2015
I feel as though I've made mistakes
To drown in love to be my fate
But yet mistakes I've made so far
Confused to wander with no alarm
I want to be the one he wants
Yet when conveyed its fear he flaunts
Hes awkward im scared i wont find love
to wander alone in this void conclove
so i end with fear in my heart
I've scared away the one for my heart.
Esperanzavenisia Oct 2015
Pen and paper the escape of the mind.
The Place where a thought is now not a thought.
The words now written aren't seen as just feelings, they are seen as a way into the mind of those they are written by.
Words that cannot be spoken because they just don't sound the same. When you cannot put the words together seems like your mind is going insane. With each stroke of the pen it seems to get easier, the thoughts become words on paper, they no longer consume space in your mind. Allowing you to move on.
Anto MacRuairidh Jul 2015
feel free to tell me
how much you love me
- she said to me
as she travelled on her way

I sat in Ireland
She drove in the States
I rested upon her dashboard
in a pixellated mess
my words spoken by a robot

and 'Siri' was heard to say
You're the leaves on my tree
- the stars in my skies
You're the rivers to my seas
(without you what am I?)

You're my reason for breathing
~ The glint in my eyes ~
You're the spice in this stew
You're the only one of you
I'm so lucky to have met
~ beautiful you

... I love you


(even Siri sighed, I think)
Siri is the female voice of an iPhone and she can read text messages to leave your hands free.
Distance love is so very hard.
Pax Jun 2015

To the world,
I share my words.
Expressed in verses
through Rhymes & Rhythm
It bleeds my life
as I unload my burdens.

I thank those who understand,
who cares to read
and relate
to the art of expressing
Yourself.

this is a little thank you note to all my friends who reads my scribbles.
cv Apr 2015
S H O U T
   your heart out.

release
       all of your
unhealthily bottled-up
                  anger.

   scream out
your frustrations,
       slash the atmosphere
with your words.

and we will be here to take them all in.
this is a place for people to express, not to oppress. seriously.
Steph Apr 2015
that feeling when you
blast music,
headphones in your ears.
that feeling when you
finally order that
subway sandwich,
all on your own.
that feeling when you
pass that test
or
talk to your crush
or even when you
are feeling really great
about yourself.
that feeling is magic,
when you feel it
you hold on to it tight
because it is so rare
to feel anything
similar to it.
and it is so easy
for someone to rip it away.
don't let anyone
take that from you.
you earned it.
Nicole Louise Jan 2015
You're so alone
and I know exactly why.
I had to hate you
but I couldn't even try.

This miserable sod had become
a stupid **** who thought after doing.
But this stupid **** wouldn't be free
and now it's me he's pursuing.

Did this man really have it all?
Was I his only one?
I don't think he knows that with me,
He's won.


N. Hedges
I decided to use some of my friends lyrics to express how I feel about him.
Finding the right one
Sure requires a lot of punches to my red-shaped heart
Juhi Chavda Nov 2014
I am not writing for attention.
I am not writing because I'm whiny.
I am not displaying myself for applause.
Nor for criticism.

I write because my insides need me to.
I write because it makes existence bearable.
Because if I don't express myself to something that doesn't judge me, I don't see what I'd get from waking up again.

Every time I write, the first sentence I choose is, 'I am tired'.
Not out of habit. But because I'm compelled to write when I am.
I need an out and no one gets me but the paper.
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