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SUDHANSHU KUMAR Dec 2021
It's tough to say — bye!
When you know, From tomorrow...
You will not exist!
For u — 2021... Goodbye... "We'll meet again"... I wish I could say so but we can't ...And that's what, this life teaches us... That, nothing is permanent, everything has to be vanished... Even our existence!!
Notepad Dec 2021
Close my eyes
Color me blue
Take my breath
Make me new
Exhales to the ocean blue
Påłpëbŕå Dec 2021
HNY
and as the year ends
nights and days blend
into this beautiful place
where we shall trace
a new art
through our hearts
and welcome with sheer
joy and love this brand new year

~from me to you
a very happy 2022 :)
well, i know it's too early for a happy new year poem, but c'mon i couldn't stop myself from writing it........2021 has been an experience, but then every year is.....i've fallen, i've risen only to fall again and this page has witnessed each of those moments.......i've found people and lost people, i've learnt so much and yet felt pretty empty on so many days........but you know what kept me going? that i'm not the only one.........yes, you pretty reader, if you're still reading........then i must tell you this that you too have survived and fought and came out a stronger and better version of yourself.......this isn't a mental health speech or something because i personally don't believe in all that stuff.......self-help is helping yourself in the best way you can and for me it is writing whatever and however i want.......i don't create literary pieces here, but blurt out the first thing that comes to my head......so i hope you have an amazing year ahead and just be whoever the hell you want to be........

29.12.2021
Keiya Tasire Dec 2021
In this place poets care, share, and like
Encouraging each other along.
Lifting hearts up from deep trenches
of Ignorance, ill traditions, misconceptions and lies.
Drawing back curtains, just enough
to quench the masses ceastless wondering,
"There must be something more?!"

Your creative holy work has a great purpose!
Escorting the hopeful aspiriant to the place
Where the shadow dawns into explosive light!
Gently nudging, englightening cognizence of new awareness
As pieces of puzzlement merge into a glorious whole!

Dear Poets, you matter
Nevermore, doubt your place!!!
You are among the Inspiritors of the Earth!
Each person who writes has a purpose beyond their awareness.
We never know who or how we our word will touch someone else and literally change their world. By all means caring, sharing and liking each others work. We are a community, helping each other and others outside of our community to grow.
HTR Stevens Dec 2021
Merry Christmas and all that
Do put on your tinsel hat
Humour does not go amiss
To one and all blow a kiss.

Rules are for some - not for all
Well! this is quite a close call
Remember to doff your hat
Aye, the Queen can greet the cat.

Twinkling stars and fairytale
Flying carpets never fail
From all our eyes drop the scales
Re-mix and spare the details.

Living in a "Wonderland":
My eyes can feel grit and sand
Like floating in outerspace
With a mask across my face.

Earth has had a thorough shake
The world is due a re-make
We'll see what lands on the top
For success, failure or flop.
am i ee Sep 2015
When i first moved in
all i was to hear
was,
Ladies don’t drink out of the toilet.
Ladies don’t drink out of the toilet!
Come on now,
ladies don’t drink out of the toilet.,
and YOU are a Lady.

The things we do,
how we acquiesce,
the concessions we make,
to keep the gravy train rolling,
moving along.

A place to bunk,
a soft pillow for your head.

So we do.

The bunkmate stays so happy,
smiling &
relaxed,
and finally gets
off of your back.
when did you come in,
to my life?
funny how
i do not recall ,
a life without you.

the shape of your name,
has a strange kind of beauty

the sound of your voice,
makes my heart skip-
-skip a beat.

when did you start,
to love me?
i pray that you never stop.

i forgot,
the beauty of new love.
the innocence of,
discovery.

when did you become,
my best friend?
my brother?
my lover?

funny how,
the answer
does not even matter.
discovering you.
My head's spinning
with the flaws of the earth.

Commit to the tailspin
and let the truth wash over us.

What I want is a mystery
yet I ruminate over our prospects.

I'm so afraid I won't ever be strong enough
to be in a relationship.
mark soltero Dec 2021
moving backwards farther than before
can’t look at myself anymore
they made me bruise my skin
generosity is lame
authenticity is a facade
your empty promises will buy it all
jealousy resides in my heart to this day because of them
flashbacks haunt me
green lights guide me down away from reality
save me from my former
a sad child out for revenge
cold to touch
fully detached and shaking
haunting visions of time spent in delusion
lie to feel
lie to escape
feel the power behind that
behind the bile and tears were strength
i regret the times when i had it all
nights spent with myself loathing my own
a boken mirror is like drinking alone
sometimes i think im dying
but i’m not worth saving
break the cycle
but what’s the point
Anais Vionet Dec 2021
Mornings are the BEST
a fresh start
who says the universe is cruel?

Yesterday’s mistakes
gone like vaporous nothings..
well, the small ones anyway.
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