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Nik Dec 2020
i never got to love him—
i never got to love the man who would cause a botanical garden to grow in my stomach.
vines to grow throughout my lungs until flowers sprouted from my lips.
the thorns grew thick and wrapped around my vocal cords.
that’s why when you left i couldn’t speak,
i couldn’t say anything to make you stay.
therefore, i picked all the flowers, softly from my lips,
as a final farewell—
a few daisies to remember me by.
i haven’t posted on here in forever. but here is another poem on my never ending pain
Kriti Gupta Dec 2020
A lack of care, consideration and desire runs deep within our skin
A clash of cultures leaves me wondering which bin do I fall in
You try to work the friendships that look similar so they win
But it’s often the ones from a foreign land who treat you like a king
Nat Lipstadt Oct 2020
<for my friends>

you may
write  me
as needed,

you may
wright me
as oft as you desire,

we may
right each other
as often
as
often
needs definition

! and know that I define

often

in milliseconds!
<>



p.s. ink and paper surrender to time, fire and water

these tiny bytes will likely live forever often somewhere.
Bhill Oct 2020
the reactions we've had to this year's differences are a predicament
they will have an effect for year's to come
friendships lost because of opinions
opinions established by the social dependencies we retain
the dumbing down of real news
as we come to the end, be one to pause and reflect
look back and determine where you fit in, in this spectacle

Brian Hill - 2020 # 292
kier Sep 2020
"nothing can be done
especially not now
she is all that fills your mind
and it is time
that I leave you

what a silly family we were...
she has prolonged your existence
but I cannot smile
it is only a reminder
that your death is very possible"
looking back on these with him back, feels odd. i still feel all the emotions I felt when I wrote these.
Nobody Sep 2020
Our two twisted hearts can’t stay apart,
we’re not like anyone we’ve ever known.
You called me your lantern in the dark,
my light made you feel less alone.

I love the rainy days you need warmth
you come closer so I can hold you.
My little defeated bird,
I swoop in to take care of you.

Those times remain special in my mind,
gentle words between me and you.
I keep you there in those places sometimes,
It’s where I've seen all of you.

You still made a friend for life
don’t be scared I will ever leave.
I’ll always make sure you’re okay,
and wear my heart on my sleeve.

Some bonds aren’t meant to be explained,
that’s why we can’t stay away.
Our souls must reach out to meet,
but we’re free to come and go as we please.
Chelsie Aug 2020
Now, you've made friends,
an owl and a humming bird,
kept you company,
in the dark sea of night.

In broken branches, they perched,
Broken wings, they nursed.
Made a home,
put up a bright night light.

"It's better this way. Is it not?"
Humming bird tweets,
They also sang a song, followed by the owl,
and your breath of relief.

The owl thinks,
"How fun would it be to make new memories?"
the owl danced with glee,
Taking away pain, and replacing it with  sincerity.

In the dark sea of night, they sang and danced.
in the dark sea of night, they reached the sky.
In the dark sea of night, they painted stars.
in the bright sea of night, they said, "i love you guys. goodnight ♡."
JoV Aug 2020
I wish to wake one bright and easy morning
Free of the pain
And the sadness that pulls me to the depths of the sea like an anchor
Chained to my feet as I try to kick
Thrashing against that which is inevitable.
But perhaps this pain would be lessened, if I looked to my feet and saw the anchor
Instead of your hands grasped around my ankles
Clawing at my flesh until crimson paints the waves
Perhaps the pain comes not from drowning
But from knowing
That the cause has been you all along.
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