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Bones Oct 2024
Paths lie before me
It is too dark to see them
I look to the sky.
Benjamin Stamper Oct 2024
For two long years, his heart would race,
Each time he saw her gentle face.
He loved her with a quiet fire,
But she could never match his burning desire.

She smiled at him, a friend sincere,
But love’s sweet call she didn’t hear.
Her kindness soft, her laughter bright,
But never touched by passion’s light.

He waited, hoped, and dreamed in vain,
His longing mixed with growing pain.
For while he burned, she stayed the same
A friendship kind, but free of the flame.

And one cold night, the truth was clear
Her heart was far, though she was near.
She cherished him, but as a friend
Not love, not more, it had to end.

A love before had left its mark,
A shadow deep within her heart.
Though she held him close, she couldn’t say
The things he hoped would come someday.

Her heart was healing, still so scarred,
She wished to bridge the gap, but found it hard.
He watched her struggle, full of grace,
His longing clear upon his face.

But she could see, no matter how,
She couldn't give what love allows.
She wished for him the love he sought,
A bond that held the things she could not.

So with a sigh, she gently said,
“The love you seek is up ahead.”
And hoped that he would understand
Our paths as friends, but not hand in hand.

He let her go with quiet grace,
The longing fading from his face.
Though it stung, he didn’t grieve
His heart had space, and love could leave.

For somewhere out beyond the night,
A love was waiting, just as bright.
Someone whose heart would match his own,
Whose hands would warm when his were cold.

Yet in their hearts, a joy was found,
As they embraced on solid ground.
Not as lovers no, but still so near,
As loyal friends, for many a year

He knew when she had healed her scars,
A love would find her, bright as stars.
A love that holds, that won’t betray,
To light her path along the way.

For in his eyes, she knew he’d find
The one who holds him, heart and mind.
And while she couldn’t feel the same,
She’d watch him soar beyond this flame.

Though she never felt the way he dreamed,
They both found peace, or so it seemed
Supporters now, they’d cheer each day,
And shine for eachother in every way.
Moo Oct 2024
Intelligible am I of a truth that haunts me,
And seeps within every single one of my vessel,
Even my nightmare dreads my reality,
And burdens me with it's withdrawal,
So in a domain of endless sleep I sway,
Hoping for it to take my breath away,
Alas,
Conspicuous reality will vehemently say,
Wake up and slave your day away,
Hitherto,
A person like me could only be promised death and nothing more,

A breath or two maybe,

But Not the gleaming light birthed by the sun,
Only the shadows of past that eat me numb,
The tangible abhor has claimed my sight,
And I am blinded by the tragedy of what will be or what might,
I wish for life to tempt me with a fraud.
So I never look back and live My way,
Jeremy Betts Oct 2024
The tiny tears dry
But every
Miniscule memory
No bigger than a single,
Thoughtful penny
Resides in the residual
The old me?
A buried time capsule
It gets so heavy
As the new visual
Builds up quickly
Until you
Don't recognize who you
See looking back at you
In the rearview
You're not too
Be looking at anyway
All you see
Is all you've gone through
And it's not visual trickery
You know it to be true
You feel the change inside too
Within the replaced imagery
You can no longer find you

©2024
Zywa Oct 2024
Where do I end up?

Didn't I steer well or am I --


being pushed away?
Performance "De vergrijzing", #6 van de serie "De vergrijzing" ("The ageing", #6 of the series "The ageing", 2004, Freek de Jonge)

Collection "Mist-I"
Emery Feine Oct 2024
She told me I could never walk to the ocean
But I told her that I can
And as I started to walk to the sea
I accidentally stepped on a clam

It stung a bit, but I was alright
And I looked back and saw
That she was disappointedly saying to me
"I knew you couldn't do it at all"
this is my 105th poem, written on 6/10/24
Emery Feine Oct 2024
I stepped into life's train station
But I hadn't noticed their scheme
And they took away my imagination
And they took away my dream

On the train I looked out the tinted glass
But the ride wasn't what it seemed
Because they took away my ticket pass
And they took away my dream.
this is my 104th poem, written on 6/4/24
Emery Feine Oct 2024
I remember being alone, stuck in the mud
I remember my hands being stained with red blood
And even when the times got tough
My hard work was never enough
I'm not as perfect as you all see
My whole life I've just been trying to be free
My whole life I've waited to shine
But I'm still waiting for the right time
To you, I'm all a secret
But I'm a stranger, can you feel it?
I guess I'm so used to pain
That I'll take it over warm, summer rain
And when I have to deal with all listed above
There's a weight on my shoulders, that some call love
I've been waiting for something new
And right on my doorstep appears you
I'm running to a place way long gone
I don't even know what I am running from
But I do know I'd run 100 miles, back and to
Just so I could get one look at you
But even if I'm with you and your artists
That is not truly where my heart is
All my memories of the past are fake
I threw them in the thousand-feet deep lake
What was I even supposed to do?
I didn't know what I got myself into
this is my 95th poem, written on 4/26/24
Emery Feine Oct 2024
I dream, I dream, I dream
I dream for a life much bigger than this
And for the hope of the Lady Wealth's kiss
To be known by both Mister and Miss
I dream for a life much bigger than this
I want a life with a forever lasting smile
A goal, a dream that'll be worth my while
Sailing across a sea of gold
Knowing there's no other way this can unfold
From now on I'll only be winning
Just you wait, this is just the beginning
I don't dream of love
I don't dream of health
I don't dream of fame
I don't dream of wealth
I won't cross paths with the black cat's hiss
Because I dream of a life much bigger than this
I've dreamt of a life much bigger than this
I'm dreaming of a life much bigger than this
This is my redemption, myself I will redeem
I dream, I dream, I dream
this is my 88th poem, written on 3/30/24
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