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Thom Jamieson Jul 2018
"Over here"...
but nothing.
The scene continues
unabated by my presence.
Plastic smiles and lustful eyes
bountiful but not for me..never me.
In the mirror' s unforgiving gaze
I am unrecognizable
Replaced with a crude rendering
of my previous likeness
fashioned by children
with lumpy imperfect clay.
Silence replaces loving laughter
that used to follow my witty banter.
Silence and stares.  Sympathetic stares
tinged with smugness and fear.
"Over here...over here..."
still nothing.
I recently received a message from a composer named joe drzewiecki who was interested in putting this poem to music.  Here are the results.  I didnt know my words could sound so good. Thank you joe drzewiecki, I am flattered.

https://soundcloud.com/jomama-2/invisible
Willow Jul 2018
I loved him with what was left of my heart.
I thought he cared about me, but he just used me.
I waited for him. I gave him so many chances because I believed he would change but after a year of waiting my heart knew that he left me and went away. The little left of my heart started to crush like the other pieces. But I just had a piece left and I guarded my heart for so long that my heart forgot what it was like to breathe.
Joshua Michael Jul 2018
Take and use my body
As I ride the wave of your lust
I won’t deny you my pleasure
Even though to you I’m just a rush
I understand you don’t want anything serious
You just want me to be your boy toy  
Listen I’m not one to judge
You’re just tired of the frustration
You’ve been a lady for years
Now you want ****** gratification
When you’re done you can tell me to leave
I’m fine with that arrangement
I won’t sit around expecting a phone call
I’m not gonna ruin your boyfriends relation
You can go on with your life
Marry the man give him your heart
He’s the rest of your future
I’m the man of your fantasies
He can fulfill your hopes
But you know I consume your dreams.
Nathan Jul 2018
In a time where I feel pain
Time slows still
I'm breaking

Minds grown numb and ache again
Time slows still
I'm breaking

Unrequited love, what a shame
Time slows still
I'm breaking

You fell for that guy who I disdain
Times ran out
I'm broken
Siren Jun 2018
Is it weird that I go through life
Times like now
Prime
And I don't wanna be bothered
Don't wanna be spoken to
Don't wanna be looked at
Don't wanna be catcalled nor seduced
Singing positive melodies in y head with a straight face on the outside
Won't let you in
Look where that got me last time
I don't wanna be bothered
With bs
With negative stanzas
With bs
With bd
With death
With dishonest
With ill intentions
I don't wanna be bothered
They profess the desire of a strong black woman
They lack the knowledge of all that comes with that
How she carries the baggage the world balanced on her back
While he's starring at her back side
Wonder what made it so fat?
Slide
I don't even want you near me
First dates can be ******* invitations for somebody else
But honestly...
Your forwarding gestures to see my insides is an insult to my intelligence
I've been single so long I think I'm going to go on clearance
A Broken Poet Jun 2018
I see him in class, Monday through Friday
We talk, not in person of coarse
Maybe it’s for the best
I’m only in High School

We see each other in the hall
A smile is all we give
A small unnoticeable smile that you only see if you’re looking
Maybe it’s for the best
I’m only in High School

He glances at me
I see it out of the corner of my eye
That’s all we get
Maybe it’s for the best
I’m only in High School

I like him a lot
He makes my heart skip a beat
He likes me
Maybe that’s not for the best
I’m only in High School

I’m in High school
This is fact
I like him
He likes me
Why?
I’m only in High School

People say this is the time to live
I say this is the time to love
Maybe I’m wrong
I’m only in High School
Marianna Jun 2018
Cupid seems to like me,
to like making fun of me.
He enjoys to throw around his arrows
with not much careful thought or good judgement
but simply for his own amusement.

Cupid seems to like me,
to like playing with me.
He enjoys to chase me around in time and space
with his arrows always carved too deep in my heart
most of times.

Cupid seems to like me,
to like torturing me.
Since his arrows always seem to miss the other living soul
while if i dare to pull out mine
it will make me bleed to death
from loving
too much.
im heartbroken and lonely
Aa Harvey May 2018
Ain’t that a kick in the head?


Ain’t got nobody to ‘love you lots.’
So what?
Ain’t got nobody to call.
That’s cool.
Ain’t got nobody to call me good.
Good.


Ain’t got enough time to tell you the truth.
Whether I am good or bad is not up to you.
I decide to be real or lie.
So what if I don’t care if you begin to cry.


As they set you a task;
It’s all a-tisket, a-tasket, a-yakety-yak.
It’s all the same to me; don’t play your game.
You have to work or laugh.


Complete the level;
Move onto another.
One courageous deed needed indeed,
To find a perfect lover.


Stale-mates.
Just you wait.
Set your head free of need,
Or bite me.


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