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Kyra Cereola Aug 2015
Blue eyes,
               disguised,
by scattered specks of green.

Red hair,
             compared,
to a lion's messy mane.

Pale skin,
              unhinged,
from a fury of freckles.

Strong voice,
                    rejoiced,
with wonder, will, and wistfulness.

Gentle heart,
                    apart,
from pain in his past.

Rough hands,
                      demand,
his lover's hand to hold.

Soft lips,
             kissed,
by his one and only,
                                 me.
Emily Aug 2015
While I’m waking up,
You’re falling asleep.
As I return to reality,
You’re slipping into a dream.
“Wake up!”
“Wake up!”
I scream,
Because the next time you’re awake,
I’ll be fast asleep.
Chris Bev Jul 2015
The feeling of ecstasy.
That feeling when ur next to me.
Our bodies touch, I must be floating on a cloud.
U make me feel aroused.
I'm so high and I'm never coming down.
This Angels got my heart.
This was the plan for the start.
I'm from a different planet, but u done make me apart.
Of ur ways.
I prayed for better days.
But now I'm cool, like Fonzi on happy days.
Hey, what more can I say.
I'm faded by ur love.
Ur scent is so intoxicating.
Ur smile so breathless.
My addictions lose, when I'm with u.
They say the variety the better.
But with u, ain't no one better.
U belong on the the cover of variety.
Ur radiant skin, on display for the world.
The world in my hands, I'll take u wherever.
Rome, Paris. Whatever.
It may take a few years but we'll be there together.
Cuz I feel (eiffel tower) for u.
U had me leanin (tower of Pisa).
Couldn't get myself together, u picked up the pieces.
But ur love was so sweet, like I'm eating Hershey's kisses.
Ur worth it all. I'll even pay ur tuition.
Me and you together.
We will always pass.
But these love stories ****.
So I guess it's f**k u.
A metaphor of being on drugs, it all feels good till the end when ur back to reality.
Just like a new relationship, it all starts good until things get hard and then you call it quits and become enemies.
Gavin Goh Jun 2015
The silence is deafening,
The pain is numbing.
My body, it's bruising,
My blood, it's crusting.

The pain, i endure it everyday,
Try as i may, the feeling just wont go away.
To put on a smile, telling everyone i'm okay,
To hide the truth, to hide my turmoil from being on on display.

And yet from the ledge i peer down below,
Pondering, if my end will be fast or slow.
Without a care left in the world i leaped, i took flight
And as i landed, the world faded from my sight.

But i still endure the pain everyday,
For what i have done, i had a price to pay.
For i was once in colour, now everything is gray,
To forever suffer, never to find my way.
Kristy Knapp Jun 2015
My Poetry Poems..
    of material so real.

    The society of societies feels
    that image of image
    perceives to be evil.
       To embrace the face
       or move underground
       where the media does not go
       for lack of zeal.
       Of zeal of plastic.
      
       Of plastic of life,
       Of life. Of life.

extinction of real.
#1 of the cuff, let's hope I get better.
Unknown Jun 2015
You think you know
Thoughts come and go
But what's really known?
Nothing's been shown...

Days go by
And so do lies
You know things die
So why hide?..

Life's a journey
So stop your worry
Don't be in a furry
Until your love is buried...

Love's a phase
That sends you into a daze
Trapped in a maze
For days and days...

But in the end
Your ultimate fate
Is hand in hand
With those you hate...
First poem... Inspired by a friend. Sorry if it stinks.
oh my stars May 2015
She doesn't care where she ends up.
She just keeps on going.
Hiding away until she reaches
What she came for.
A smile plastered to her worn face,
Hiding the pain
Of growing up too fast.
More mature than her age.
Her laugh hides an injured soul,
Within her eyes
A sense of longing.
Terrible beauty
Hiding
Deep within her
Potato Smiles May 2015
Potato Smiles, Potato Smiles
How I love thee

Potato Smiles, Potato Smiles
Give me two or three

Bags.
IL Mare May 2015
A friend once asked me
What ambition will I let the teachers put
In our high school yearbook
For everyone to see
And I said I'm afraid I do not have one
And he said that how would I succeed in life
If I don't have any ambition
And I've thought about this for awhile
And to justify my answer, I replied that
You need not to have any ambition
To succeed in life
I said you just needed to be happy and
Maybe I should let them put "To become happy" in the yearbook and you know what?
It ocurred to me that I never even give a single ****
About what the other students might think or what their parents might think
Except for what my parents might think
But usually, they don't care as long as it's who I am and what I want
And I'm thankful for that

But I've always wondered
Why I never had one
Never thought of becoming anything
Now that I'm in my senior year which is a crucial part
Of my career orientation
And I'm scared so much
I'm scared that before
I wanted everything
Yet now I end up wanting nothing
And I wondered so much
On how I changed so gradually
From being a ball of blazing fire to a godforsaken blackhole
Though I know change is inevitable,
I didn’t expect to lose my heart in the process

Once, I've always dreamed to become a doctor
Because I wanted to heal scars and unspoken miseries and no
I'm not just after using scalpels or stethoscopes or syringes
Or cutting off people's brains
I wanted to fix the broken
Rip my being into shreds to keep them whole
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And I've always dreamed to become a soldier
I don’t care how silly it sounds
I wanted to protect people and wanted to taste the bitterness
Of war and blood and death
I wanted to know death and see all the worst
And be exposed to them
That I wouldn't have any choice
But to be brave for myself and the others
Because death? It could be sweeter this way
To die for a cause, to die for somebody
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And I've always dreamed to become a teacher
Beacuse I wanted to influence someone's life
Give them power to stand up for themselves
Watch a bud blossom into a beautiful flower
And then I would make thousands of memories
Because at the same time
I'm learning through connections and bonds and warmth
And that, would be one of the greatest things
I will cherish in my life forever
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And then I aspired to be a lawyer,
To serve and give way to justice because that's all we have to know
And I realized defending a criminial would be unavoidable
And I've always sworn to myself
That if that happens, I'd rather burn myself to death
Because I should only send the right people in jail
Those people who deserve to rot in the cells and cling to metal bars
I wanted sacrifice and salvation

And I watched the conversation end
And feel my heart pound in my ears
And I cried so much that night
That I realized I seldom cry
Because I thought I was better
And I was terrified because
Nothing hurts more than not knowing
What you could actually want in this sad world
Because that means you might as well be nothing

A hollow
A ******* void
And I don't want to be like that
Nobody does
So i think and think and think
What do I actually want?

And the wind blew
Leaves fell onto the ground
People wheezed and laughed and breathed through their noses
And it slapped me in the face
I've never been stable in my life
I've concealed my greed up until now
I dreamed so much that I denied reality
Each day, making myself believe
That I wanted nothing but I actually
Wanted THE power to be everything

Be everything in a world I was bound to craft
I wanted to create moons and stars and storms and unicorns
And wars and tides that tell "Hey, humans can actually create worlds."
I wanted to be out of my control
I didn’t want to settle on a skin I was enclosed in, I was held captive by
So I changed whatever's written to
The paper I had submitted for the yearbook
And wrote "To be a Writer" and nothing else
This was supposed to be a slam poem but I don't have that talent to be so raw in front of an audience so I let the words scream at the paper instead. Hehe.
Carlique King May 2015
He was my kryptonite and i was his mary jane.
Our love was something, that can drive anyone insane .
You left me with unhealed scars and open wounds
But you lit up my life like the sun behind the moon.

You know i don't like when you do this,
You know i don't like when this happens.
This Finifugal kicks in and kicks my emotions all over the room.

My love is shattered, my trust is lost.
The only one to stick around was anger.
Tell me why i shouldn't use it.
The thought of you being happy with someone else,
Hurts me so deeply ,
because thats all i wanted to do.

You saw the scars that past relationships left.
But you didn't care.
You was so selfish.
You didn't even think about my happiness.
You didn't even care about the chaos that you caused.

Was she better than me?
All those things You said were false promises.
You opened me up, when i was scared to let anyone in.
Thinking you were different, but you were the same thing re-skinned.

You left me with nothing but memories,
and useless things of the past.
To me you were like the moon in the sky.
To you i was like one of the billions of stars.
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