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Nikki nashon Aug 14
Art
I don't know what art is
Need to find where my muse lives
Internally
See what the lotus sees
Anastasia May 31
im tired
from a lack of sleep
im tired
from a lack of love
im tired
from missing you
im tired
from not eating
im tired
from being so tired
im just so ******* tired
Umi Mar 24
The dark shortly settles after sunset,
Such makes the world become a colder but gentle place for the tired souls to rest,
Another cycle ends, but today a night supposedly covered in stars whom bathe the galaxy with their magnificence and light are nowhere to be seen,
Devoid of all but an affable drizzle the wind howls in sorrow,
The last flame and its ember hiss at this change, unwelcoming the loss of their brilliance and luminosity, the passion and energy,
A tired pen recording these events snaps its feather,
For, casting lacking words onto decaying paper would do no justice,
Bittersweet memories, immortalized beneath these pages, are in no means lost, even after departure,
Hoping to spark a light for those who seek to read them,
Until finally, a whole new cycle begins,
And the dawn brings back the light,
To this abyssal void.

~ Umi
Perhaps my passion about poetry will rekindle one day
CLARYT Feb 23
How can I  drink when there's no water?,
How can I read when there's no words?,
Where can I walk when there's no map?,
How am I supposed to speak, when there are no words?,
How can I indulge in you, when you're not here?......

I fear I find myself lacking in all these things,
All these things I need in order to experience you,
Drink you, read you, find you, speak you,

Have you.....
Missing someone is the worst thing ever. The heart physically hurts
(c)[email protected] 2019
I feel so heavy
My mind, body, and soul too
Constantly crushed
Invocation Jan 26
How is it I can reach out and bless everyone I touch except you

You tell me I'm enough
I'm doing well
I don't believe you

I disappointed myself again
Even if you can't see it
My bar was set higher than you set one for me
You said shoot for the moon and I shot for a Pluto that others said didn't count anyway
Please don't hide your needs from me, I need you to depend on me or I'm going to go crazy watching you work yourself to death ...
ren Dec 2018
this–
THIS IS ALL SO MEANINGLESS,
NO ONE CARES
AND I JUST DON’T MAKE SENSE,
THERE’RE MORE DRAFTS
THAN PUBLISHED WORKS.
i have no confidence whatsoever
and i’m lacking in motivation
so how do i continue
when i have so little?
JJ Inda Nov 2018
Baby blue
against egg white,
silver framed mirror
near the pale light;
exposed bulb,
dust ridden.
~All mired in mediocrity,
stretching the lines
and still
falling short of meaning;
always lacking a certain capacity
to emote.
ren Nov 2018
what she writes is lacking,
lacking emotion and fancy words,
she just wants to express herself
but in the end,
she only feels worse.
she puts up what she thinks is best,
what might catch people’s attention-
only to regret her decision
and delete the words that had felt her pain.
so disappointed and unamused
by her own writing,
she gives up on herself and her dreams,
her dreams she once believed she could achieve.
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