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Allison Meyette Nov 2014
Sad, gloomy days --
they remind me of you.

Not because of how it ends,
but how it mourns over
the course of time.

You grieve
and make me grieve.

Sometimes there's a bright blue bit of sky
which makes everything all right for a while.

Nevertheless, the melancholic dripping
resides now in the back of my mind.
Phoenix Rising Oct 2014
My subconscious is an icky place
A trash bin, a place to sweep the dust and hide old things
The old things are my unwanted memories
They pile up and now it's a dump

My conscious is clean and beautiful
Spotless, but I made a mistake
Instead of taking care of my memories, I just threw them away
Now when I sleep, I pay
Ellis Reyes Oct 2014
Slate skies
Stinging rain
No rainbows today.

Wicked laughter
from darkened houses
terrifies.

Defenestrated neighbors
Swing from ragged ropes
Tattered clothing
Exposes inhuman things

Soulless creatures
Skulk and lurk
patiently waiting
for beating hearts

Broken gravestones
hide terrified children
clutching iPads.
Fading light in a dark, dark
world
The product of a poetry challenge laid down by 6th grade English students. They gave me the words Thursday, rainbow, donkey, defenestrate, and iPad and I was challenged to write a creepy poem incorporating those words.
Kai Oct 2014
month ten, it began to snow
as the choir sang christmas songs
all too soon
and while everyone got all warm
and fuzzy,
it's not gloomy enough for me.
i grew up in the rain and
my filters drowned in it
which probably explains
my bitterness towards the sun
and any given day.
but yesterday,
how sweet it was, for you to say
you love me
to this female who loves you too much
for you to be kind
for you to be nice
for you to be generous
for you to be kidding
and the casual invitation
in which you promptly ignore.
now, the smoke that rolls over when each of your veins move
has become my october addiction
but your words are a close second
and the storms that the forecast
no longer calls for are the reason
it's tolerable,
tolerable,
is it tolerable?
I could be addicted to alcohol and cigarettes
Joseph Esplana Oct 2014
If I should die tonight ill go out with my eyes wide opened,
Corrupted mind being cleansed from the joint im smokin' ,
Who are you to tell what a person's views should be,
I hope you don't birth kids into this insanity,
Fill your thoughts with false information,
money for wars while kids die from starvation,
I will never give in and I hate this place,
YOU are the ugly in this "human race"
I hate people. Especially people who brainwash their kids from the get go about religion, politics, etc.
Joseph Esplana Oct 2014
Walking through the alleys, its dark and wet.
Words they spoke of me, ill never forget.
Hard drops of water, like the feeling of slaughter.
I hope you never become like me, my son or daughter.
As I cross the street, I remember our eyes used to meet.
They used to keep me sane. but now *nothing can, not even the rain.
its raining outside, so I guess that's where this came from. Also, it's 6:00 in the morning so whatever.
Moll Oct 2014
Every single day
I'm so fed up of this world
Grey skies over me
Megan Hoagland Sep 2014
I went to our place.
It was rainy.
It was cold.
It smelled of peaches;
the thing you thought of,
when you thought of first kisses.

I went to our place.
It was rainy.
It was cold.
It's funny how fast
that peach can mold.
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