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Salman reshi Mar 2020

I used to sleep with the lights on
Thinking about her till dawn

I Used to remember her after listening a sad song
Knowing! She doesn't care about Me. I Wasn't wrong ?

I used to re_read our old conversations
Knowing! She changes her friends after every stations

She left Me lonely , upset and Sad
She was happy in her life ! I was mad

I wanted someone who would listen to Me
Deep down! I was scared to show the "Real Me".

I wanted someone to hold on Me
Make me happy and stand by Me

But there was no One
Who would accept Me as "ME".
Jieun Sep 2019
I have photos on my wall
everywhere i see
the friends i used to have
the old young me
in each picture, there was a memory
and just so much more
but each picture keeps reminding me
the moments, i cant go back to anymore
Zombie Jan 2019
In a wink everything felt a while back, still so frisky.
When it was us u never respect it... now that its over U want me back and reminds me of past
Rose Who Knows Dec 2018
There were five people from a tiny town;
This town they lived in seemed all upside down.
Where everyone's values were different,
But everyone had the same commitment.
On this pilgrimage, they came together,
In the lovely fall weather.
The pilgrimage was to Capitol Hill,
To convince the government to pass the bill.
For now, they are just taking a short break,
To start the government for goodness sake.
All the pilgrims met through the site Macebook,
Discovered everyone with just one look.
The conspirator made the creepy site,
Who lured the followers into the light.
This is how we do it in the new age;
When you click the mouse once to like a page.
But by far the most difficult conflict,
Is to make the government not as strict.
They traveled in 2013,
They began their travel in a ravine.
In the submarine they consumed cheesecake,
Swallowing their pride to fix their heartache.
It's kind of funny, this poem, I was going through old folders of high school papers that I have kept. I know I wrote this for an English class. It doesn't really make sense and I don't know what the prompt was.

It would be cool to hear your theories. Have fun figuring out the meaning!
October Dec 2018
A space so unfitting
A space tired, not so uplifting
”Rehabilitate my space”, you pled
And I did
I did just that once you, out of town, fled
Back in town, it was going to be a monumental surprise
One that you and I could share and sleep in that night
That night and all the nights to follow
When you witnessed your new space you could barely swallow
Chocking back tears, I had succeeded in my mission
Now this space, you share with your new person
Does she like the color blue?
What about the gold accents I detailed just for you?
It’s your space, and hers now
I hope the dark shadows of your new space haunt you, watch over you like an owl
In witness of you two interlaced
With someone who has now taken my place
To lavender I retreat
That shade of navy and I never to re-meet
Annie Jul 2018
If not anything else, I'll give you memories to keep
No touch, but a bucket full of flowers before I leave

One day, when the petals dry out, and your skin wears time
You'll recall the joy you've had, the echo of laughter and I'll be on your mind

Just like a sharp, wrenching arrow –you once crossed my heart
They saw you staring subtly, but I knew it was best to stay apart

I'll have this picture of you in my mind –white shirt, blue jeans
Running across the flawed fences, smiling, young and carefree

When you're weary, old hands reach out for a cup of tea
Maybe you'll realise how I reached out for you but you didn't see me
Genesee Mar 2018
When someone asked me why I did a certain thing
If anything it reminded me of the past
and of you for a split second
I quickly changed topics in order to avoid me from wanting to talk about you.
But when she kept persisting and kept asking.
I almost wanted to cry right then and there but then I reminded myself of how strong I was.
How even though you hurt me emotionally by stringing me along.
telling me empty words with zero meaning now looking back at it
But at the time oh how I wanted half of the words that you told me to come true
I wanted to meet you for the first time.
See you offline.
But then when I self-reflected
Was when I realized how the way I acted back then
vowed never again would I let myself be swayed by pretty words
Promising me things until it wasn't what you wanted anymore
written when I was feeling the after effects of heartbreak back then
Sarah Kersey Nov 2015
We've grown up in a place where our dreams can't breathe
They're turning blue at the bottom of the pond because our parents told us we weren't allowed to dig up ugly things
Somehow the ideas of success and failure got blended together and it all started to look the same
We all became athletes and we all became students
We've strived for A's because of the expectation
We've failed to realize the toll aiming for perfection has taken on our souls
We can get a 97% on calculus tests in under forty five minutes and we can run for touchdowns like we're running for our lives but we can't remember what we wanted to be when we were four years old

Our math teachers told us to strive for mediocrity
We wouldn't stand out and we wouldn't fail but we would be there
Getting grades and satisfying our parents
Living in a way that isn't really living
Breathing in a way that feels like you're sitting cross legged with your dreams -  of being more than this town - crushed underneath your feet
So we tossed the idea of being a revolutionary into the pond and let the algae kiss it goodnight
And we went back to our textbooks and our football games like everything was okay
Even though our hope sunk like an anchor inside our chests
And our dreams stopped breathing
Niveda Nahta Dec 2012
Raindrops on roses,
And wiskers on kittens,
Don't know if I really wore mittons,
But I can be sure,
Nothing came in brown paper packages,
Which were ******* with strings,
So I asure you,
These are not some of my favourite things!

Cream colored ponies,
No! Crisp apple poodles,
Sorry if I made a mistake,
I'll go with noodles,
White owls that fly with some
Food in their beaks,
I assure you,
These are some of my unfavourite things!

Girls in white dresses,
With blue satin sashes,
Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
Silver white winters that melt into spring,
These are a few of my favourite things!*

When the dog barks,
When the bees sting,
When I feel like shouting!
I simply remember my unfavourite things!
and then all I feel is,
too bad!
No offence to the old lovely song favourite things.....

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