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Markus Russin Mar 2019
mic dropped
going places
rinse repeat
for happy faces
elsewhere
not at home
where i find myself
alone
[to be sung]
Max Feb 2019
Such a clear sky tonight,
There were so many stars, yet one shined the brightest.

And I wondered who was it up there trying to talk and brighten my night?
Stood outside blazed by the starry night.
Aspen Welsch Feb 2019
See
When you snap a dry twig
you'll find a star inside.
White within beige in brown bark.
No, really. Have you ever looked?
Helicopter seeds have waxed, peel-able layers.
Dandelions have bumps, fossa, tails.
Pick them. Find the white sap oozing out.
Did you ever roll a bug?
Did you ever see another's fluorescent glow?
Remove an acorn hat next fall.
Remember that creamy, perfect nugget and roll
it over in your fingers. Pretend you're a squirrel.
Examine butterfly dust under the microscope
of your spring season soul.
Fold a thick line of crab grass between two thumbs.
Listen to your music, composer.
Where do ants get their perfectly identical pebbles?
Stacked so professionally into tiny, *****, domes.
Have you ever looked?
Bohemian Feb 2019
Weather isn't too good today
Seems like heaven's in tears
Not because I'm broken
Or it broke along watching me
Instead
So
Once again another being would metaphorize it with her grief
c Feb 2019
they tell me
to open the door
and step through,
but can they not see
that it's locked
from the outside?
JasFow Feb 2019
When I first was taken away
I didn’t like to speak
I had nothing left in me to say
My biding was done
So most days from sun up to sun down
I sat at the dining room table
Surrounded by large windows
Letting in natural light eliminating the house
I sat and looked out the windows
Facing out the to the East
The large field grew tall with unkept grass
The trees barely blocking anything
Green everywhere in sight
And horses
Real horses running around in their yard
Not a mile across
Spending hours sitting, looking out
I’m not sure what for
I wasn’t searching for anything
Just glancing out with scratched glasses
Not focusing on any one thing
Mostly using the time to think
If things went any different
If what it was, wasn’t
If what would be, wouldn’t
Doing so for almost three years
But it now feels like a waste
It didn’t change a thing
Foster care is still foster care in the end
Now a part of my past
Thank God it didn’t last
And thank you to my now parents
For the adoption
As long as I had my sister with me, nothing else mattered.
TyBeauty Jan 2019
Devil is a lie
And he must go
What lyes beneath
It must go

Tricky beast you
Under a robe..
Playing tricks.
With my body under a robe.

In true diguise
I must go
Tricky animal
Under a role.
KHY Jan 2019
Look at your own reflection;
it’s a metaphor for your internal dimensions
Yuki Jan 2019
Little girl
don’t you cry.
I know you’re scared.
Everything seems
so much bigger than you.
The world could be
a dreadful place
sometimes.
It spins too fast
for you to
keep up with it.
You’ve got to run.
You are allowed
to fall too
but be quick
to get back up
on your feet.
Nobody is gonna wait
for you out there.
They will even step on you
any time they can.
It is a mortal marathon.
Time to grow up
little girl.
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