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Colleen Mary Jan 2016
call it the year of uncertainty.
stuck waiting for my days to feel less confusing and for myself to stop feeling so **** dizzy as a result.
can't stop pondering what crazy ride
this year has in store me.
i thought the change last year brought about was exhilarating
yet exhausting. all i can hope is that
someway, somehow i'm ready for what this year is going to bring.
maybe this is the year sparks finally fly for me in the romance department
or maybe this is the year i fully grow to discover and love myself first.
or maybe this is the year i break down because my heart gets shattered into more pieces than it can handle.
or possibly worse this might be the year i fully lose myself in the whirlwind of my own life.
i really don't know, all I do know is i hope and pray to keep my sanity.
early in the am pondering about how this year of my life is going to play out.
Tab Jan 2016
You made me laugh in 5 minutes
You made me think about the future in 2 hours
You kept me awake until 1AM
You showed me how to smile again in 10 hours
Now I have you on my mind 24 hours
Christopher Lowe Jan 2016
Shh
Greatness
Spoken of in silence
Hushed kindness

Turmoil
Yelled through gritted teeth
Bombastic trivialties
xx Jan 2016
The festive lights are drowned
in the darkness of the night
and it's just you and I and
our sheets beneath us.

I breathed and traced your skin
with my fingers on my favorite parts
of you and tried to make your scars
feel a little bit lighter than before.

You healed from my touch
and slowly, I became a stranger
from my favorite places and my
landmarks are all gone.

From my love, I sparked the fire
that burned the fireworks in you
and you're slowly turning to ashes
just like my New Year's Eve.
Maria Imran Jan 2016
You thought you were acing it
but literally, you were only leaving it
or perhaps, it  was  leaving  you.
You stay empty-handed
your soul is bare and looks like a skin peeling off
from winter's cold sighs.
Scratch it, and you have his very name on it.
Dryin'
Rachel Doty Jan 2016
One year more I watched that glistening bauble
drop from the heavens above
Celebrities were kissing
while I watched; innocent as a dove
One hand held I a mocktail
the other held the remote
my iPhone 5 was on my lap
the drink running down my throat
I was starting to get nervous
as the year was ending soon
these next few seconds
were intense
or I was crazy as a loon
My love of  just two months
was conversing then with me
He was away but I was here
it was him I wished to see
Then at last the time had come
to welcome the New Year
My heart stopped as I sent the text
that I before had feared
Some people underestimate
the power of emojis
but they convey a secret language
for the new generation to see
the particular face I sent
had puckered lips of love
would it be received well as I hoped
I prayed to Heaven above
The time was 12:01
I was ready for fate to play
its part in my quest of love
from which I had not strayed
My phone then alerted me
that I had received a message
it was a kiss sent back to me
from the boy I love  with rage
My heart was all aflutter
when I realized with glee
this was my first New Year's kiss
and it belonged to me
not only this, but there was more
that I celebrated that night
I completed a resolution
that I had made years before in spite
of my usual luck in love
it was horrible to the extreme
I wanted to have a kiss of love
the night Baby New Year was conceived
I jumped up from my chair
and danced about with glee
then I shouted for the world to hear;
"My Old Year's resolution is complete!"
Hey everyone! Happy New Year! This is a little delayed, but the past couple days have been crazy. If anyone is curious, this poem is indeed inspired by true events that occurred a few nights ago. I am very happy to start a new year, and I wish you luck luck and blessings in your quests for happiness and peace in 2016.
Thomas Newlove Jan 2016
"New Year, new you" she said as she took off her old one and put on a brave new face. This one hid the bruises but not the tears in her eyes
Tweet Verse is a poem consisting of exactly 140 characters (excluding the title) as per the Twitter character limit. The name is my own (as far as I'm aware.)
Damian Murphy May 2015
Do we, as a people, deserve to be critised?
Have we as a nation become so desensitised
to the plight of those among us who are marginalised?
Do we care nothing for the less well off, the disenfranchised?
Rents and cost of living as high as we have ever known,
numbers on the breadline and homeless have consistently grown,
so many suicides because people feel so desperate and alone,
how can we stand by and let this happen to so many of our own?
So many families torn apart and utterly devastated,
Far too many of our young people reluctantly emigrated,
People losing their homes, heartbroken and humiliated,
There is not much about this country now to be celebrated!

It’s true that during the recession most people lost a lot
But was it the booming economy that really started the rot?
Did we start judging each other by how much each had got?
Was compassion for our fellow man something we forgot?
Though going through hard times we still give much to charity
many services only possible because people work voluntarily
but the government rub their hands together with unashamed glee
Are they right to think our actions absolve them of all responsibility?
Though all of us are struggling, each with so much on our plate  
Should we not come together, do something before it is too late?
Surely the plight of these our people should prompt a national debate?
to ensure our government meets the needs of every last citizen of our state.
The frightening thing is, it could so easily be you or I
left unemployed or homeless, or barely scraping by
we cannot just dismiss it, the signs are all there
and if the present is anything to go by, will anybody care?
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