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We all live surrounded by sound,
But there are exceptions to be found,
Some folks are lucky, some are not,
Fate truly is a one big knot,

I can't believe the luck I've had,
Now searching on the internet,
I'm searching for a single clue,
How I can turn your world from blue,

Still searching deeply on my screen,
I want to turn your world all green,
Now finally an answer found,
There is no need for any sound,

I know a way to make you smile,
But it may really take a while,
How I should learn, how I should tell,
Got to say I really fell,

I fell for you, there is no lie,
It's not a lie, so tell me why,
I still can't tell you how I feel,
When all my feelings they are real,

I'd really love to learn to sign,
Truly I wish that you'd be mine,
Once I can sign, then I can speak,
All about what makes me weak,

Finally my feelings heard,
Oh, it's all just a bit absurd,
I'd sign you all the things I meant,
I wish I'd know just where you went,

Now I know sign, but I am lost,
I lost what I have loved the most,
So tell me if, oh tell me how,
Should I still live or die right now,

I wish to know just where you've gone,
I've searched for you from dusk till dawn,
And yet your body was not found,
If only then I was around,

If I were there that fateful day,
Was that truly the only way,
You could be saved, you would have lived,
I'm filled with guilt, an endless rift,

Please forgive, what others can't,
I pray for you, I send a chant,
I'm so sorry for your pain,
Forever guilty bind in chain
My leaving without a goodbye wasn't to show you,
Your place.
I walked away as I learned mine.

It wasn't resentment on my part that stopped our sincere converse,
rather it felt they were falling into thin air.

And I apologies,
I always will,
for disappearing on you,
please understand that I needed myself more than I wanted you.
                                                            ­                                         ~ImoS
Really sorry for being a selfish, easily embarrassed and a pathetic deceiver!
Stoney is the breeze hail-storms brings,
failure is the way of our useless fathers,
a dolphin wishes to bring a cheerful sing,
as our our faults halters & gathers.
I can't blame when I'm equally to blame,
I brought down shame upon our name,
Distant seas were more than a chore.

A boil upon knee of Victorian ******,
and vicious ever blows the winter trees,
as we bring the wood and scraps to gather,
Equally as cold as shelter we shall seek
in amongst ruins beautiful & bleak.

I'm sorry my father and my mother,
torn off is the scab that skin had worn
and dust to dust is the light's little born,
just an itch in a little bit of scrap heap.

Weeps comes an angel with a leap
not able to for her destroyed lover,
and the child blows out a four leaf clover.
Jas Oct 20
He gave her everything, or so it seemed,
Love poured out like rivers in the quiet stream.
But now she only recalls the storms, the rain,
As if all he ever brought was pain.

He wonders if she sees the man he became,
Or if she’s blinded by the ghosts of blame.
Mistakes, he admits, he made his share,
Yet he changed, but she acts like he’s still there.

She tells the world of her heart’s disdain,
Of memories that still cause her pain.
But what of the moments he held her close,
Of the love that endured when she needed it most?

She paints him in shades of darkness and strife,
As if he never added light to her life.
All the wrongs she remembers, clear and stark,
But what of the times he mended her heart?

He forgave the wounds she left behind,
The scars she carved, the battles unkind.
But now she turns, with anger so deep,
And casts him away, into shadows she keeps.

Perhaps it’s easier for her to forget,
The love, the kindness, the times they met.
For all that remains in her mind’s twisted maze,
Is the version of him that she couldn’t erase.
TangerineBlu3 Oct 11
i
i slip through consciousness upon a stream
shadow to your thoughts, (i am) your silent scream
the subtle blur amongst the blatant static
you like to think you make believed
the unsettling edge to your reflection
that you pretend you don't see
truly, i am the "you" you swear by
the silhouette upon your screen

heaviness to your heart, the
presence lost in the worlds fever dream

i am all the cities you will never seek
and all the words you will never speak
i am the colour of the sky
and i will haunt you until you die

i will haunt you until you die

i will haunt you, until you die.

a prayer i was, a hope and a fear
i am all that is unnatural
i am all that you hold dear

youll never believe me, but-

-i know you know im here

crawling ever near

relishing in your fear

your silent, defiant seer

i know you know im here

but

i also know you know i hear

the echoes that never estranged your ear

the whispers you can never shun
for i am the one
who has seen too much
of the worst thing you've ever done

i am the worst thing you've ever done
Heavy Hearted Oct 11
Oh, Genocide

A nation bathed in blood-
white flags now become
a leaf shaped body bag

With faded eyes, through  screams and cries-
we sift through falsehoods speech...
Colonial,
North
Holocaust:
Unatural Eulogy;

Ancient
Island
Soul,

Turtle's Mind-Spirit

The Land,
no slave to man

From far and wide, 
 oppress those left,
We sulk, in shame and greed.
To be read with the meter of the Canadian national Anthem- what a ******* international embarrassment.
My guilt is starved, and it's begun eating me alive,
A hunger gnawing at the space where my secrets hide.
The sick feeling in my empty stomach grows with time,
As silence weaves its web, and truth begins to die.
The distractions aren’t distracting, they only serve to stall,
But every quiet moment, I feel my conscience crawl.
No peace comes from avoidance, no comfort from a lie,
My guilt is unsatisfied, it craves more than I supply.
It chews through the walls I built, breaks through my disguise,
Exposing every crack where I once thought I'd thrive.
No sleep can soothe its hunger, no rest can clear my mind,
My guilt keeps feasting on the truths I cannot find.
It consumes my every thought, relentless in its quest,
Devouring the parts of me I buried with the rest.
The shadows of my actions cling tighter to my side,
My guilt remains unsatisfied, still eating me alive
My guilt is starved, relentless in its need to thrive,
An insatiable beast, gnawing deeper where I hide.
Each step I take is heavier, weighed down by silent cries,
My shame a constant echo, deafening but shy.
It drips like venom in my veins, it festers in my chest,
A parasite that feeds on every word I leave suppressed.
No matter what I try to give, it’s never satisfied,
My guilt continues gnawing, stripping pieces from my pride.
I try to scream, but nothing comes, the silence swallows whole,
And in the quiet, it devours the fragments of my soul.
Every truth left untold becomes a bitter lie,
My guilt feasts on the broken things I’m too afraid to try.
No corner left untouched, no memory left unscathed,
It rips apart the moments where I thought I had escaped.
I watch as it devours what’s left of peace inside,
My guilt, forever ravenous, keeps eating me alive.
Emery Feine Oct 3
We're attached to the screens
Like we're conjoined by them
Our lives drain before our eyes
As we drown in the Internet lies

As our fingers move in the scrolling motion
We're addicted to their anger-provoking emotions
And we stare at photo-shopped celebrities with love and lust
Wishing that they were ugly and sad like us

We'll text, but leave no message at the tone
All our pregiven love and time we loan
And when we're all scrolling, we're all alone
But we don't notice because we're on the phone
this is my 106th poem, written on 6/22/24
Immortality Sep 30
You were perfect,
but my love faded,
like a quiet breeze
I couldn’t hold.

Now I feel guilty,
thinking of us,
wondering why something so right
feels so far away.
You are truly perfect, my dear, it's just that some people find it hard to be with angels in their lives.....................................<3
Emery Feine Sep 29
When you decided to leave
We shut each other out of our lives completely
You changed your "About Me" to quotes to help you grieve
And when I finally thought we were through
You changed your quote to "I loved you too"
Which messed up my mind completely
Then you changed them to song quotes
And you put little hearts around it
I thought you moved on, so I ignored it
I thought you fell in love with someone else, letting me be
When I looked up the lyrics, knowing they had to be about me
And I thought you were silently asking if we could be friends
So I decided to talk to you again
And you spoke dryly and ignored me again
And that was my last attempt, so I decided to move on
And now you decided that I'm the one that's gone
So what now are you trying to achieve?
You lost the one that stayed when you decided to leave
this is my 67th poem, written on 12/10/23.
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