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ARCH Apr 29
Bare feet
Teared clothes
Eyes with tears
Consoling her fear
She was *****
Broken and burned
Still people taped
Her parents told her
You'll be not married
Nor have kids
It's better to be silent and mild
Her voice being shivered
Shouted! If my words
Will not shout
Rapists voice will be loud
World will make me choose
Tough honor or life
I have nothing to loose
Nothing to loose
People may refuse
May repel my voice
But i being robbed
And justice is what
I wanna eloped ♥️
Women's aren't *** toys ! They are the powerhouse of a house.  Women's are 100 men . **** is serious matter across world.  Wse have to change our mentality and ask our sons to respect not only who gave birth to them but also other's daughter,mother and sister #raiseyourvoice
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Whitney Mar 5
I’m dying inside
I can’t tell you why
I hate my life
I don’t know why I try

Fake people damage me
I fall on my knees
My heart can’t sing
My mind can’t think.

The blood you see
Is why you hate me
I’m not the girl everyone wants
And thats what haunts me.

Every time I breath
Every time I eat
I want to end it all
I just want to fall

I fall apart
Now I have no heart
I hate these feelings
My life is incomplete

My mind is lost
My eyes are glossed
I might as well go
Because they make me feel low

Let me tighten this rope
I have no hope
I dangle with no pulse
My life has come to a halt

Now that witnesser watch
They were wishing it was faux
Funny when you’re dead
When your lying on your bed

How people start listening
They act like they are missing
They act all hurt
When you’re buried in the dirt.

Nobody expected it
Now their throwing a fit
Was this meant to be
Was this supposed to happen to me?
Put it on my mama, that violets are blue, roses are red, and my heart is dead and so is your heart.
Hungry Panda Nov 2018
You should follow me,

I think my poems are good.

I'm pretty awesome.
Rebecca Lynn Apr 2018
Remember me for when the evening sun goes down,
and I'll remember you,
and all the good times that we had
in this old town.
I'll remember you-
whether it was the good love we had-
or the love that just gone bad.

Remember me for when the evening sun goes down,
and I'll remember you,
and all the places
that we've been around,
I'll remember you-
when I go to our old favorite spot-
I'll remember your beautiful face,
in my old town.

but promise me this,
for when our friendship sinks-
that you'll remember me,
wearing my favorite floral dress,
my curly hair in a mess-
sitting on a blanket in the grass,
with your arms wrapped around my chest.
Just you and I watching the sun set.

Remember me for when the evening sun goes down.
I wrote this  when I was at a writer's workshop over the summer.
Poojakaundal Apr 2018
Somewhere
Out there

b e y o n d

A road of
Attentions and infatuations ;

You'll see another
Path too,
— m e e t
                    m e
                               t h e r e



©poojkaundal | apr202018
rosecoloredpoet Feb 2018
We were both broken
Leaving pieces of us in memories from a happier past
Holding each other so we won't fall apart
Thank god I have you
Life's not that hard when you are standing by my side
Let's just keep following this path

Sometimes we trip over while we are chasing better tomorrows
Stumbling, twisting, losing the way..
But I know we'll be fine
if together we stay
I'll help you slowly forget your sorrows

Lean on me and I'll lean on you that's what you said to me and since then I knew we would be fixed eventually
nandhitha Nov 2017
My mind is like the "tides"!
Beneath the tides lie countless memories....
Drowning in emotion...
MT Aug 2017
Lust.
It means to have a strong desire and attachment to something, someplace, or someone
Well, that is how I feel with you, so what does it mean?
When I am with you, the cliches just come flowing in
Because your eyes glitter like the stars we watch at night in silence.
Your smile glows like the sunrise, I want to watch as we grow old.
Your body runs smoothly like a slow song, OUR slow song.
It is as if the world told me that your beauty was too much for everyone else so you chose me.
I think I am falling in lust with you because when I lust, it is true.
So was I meant to just lust, or love you?
Should we be in lust forever, is that so bad?
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MT Aug 2017
Love.
I feel as if it’s just a word that rhymes with dove.
I have tried it so many times and though I am young, why can’t I love?
Why can’t I feel the real thing, the point of living is to live life and love, yet I can’t love.
I can only lust...
It's not ‘love at first sight’ it’s ‘lust at first sight’ with me.
Love’s definition is an intense feeling of deep affection,
To feel a deep romantic or ****** attachment to someone.
Lust’s definition is a very strong ****** desire for someone or something.
I love your body and how we move to our own rhythm, but it isn’t just ***.
I desire your heart and everything you have for me to love, or, no, lust.
It's something more, so hard to control, so hard to handle, so easy to be with you but is it love?
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