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stopdoopy Mar 2020
I'm an old man
I've seen my fair share
And you've got no plan
Going without a care

You thought you could take me for a spin
Dip your toes in the pool
But you could never win
And it's you who's the fool

You blew your chance
Having walked away
Go have a dance
You don't get my pay

All you do is lie
And I'm going to sleep
Go have a cry
I won't watch you weep
ClawedBeauty101 Sep 2018
It's is your security that will pay the toll...

Your confidence will be forced to pay its loan...
And it will be left with a heart of stone...

Any object of hope will be forced to be sold...
and your soul will be left bankrupt and cold...

Fear will make your emotions pay a price...
....so what are you gonna do? Pay?... or fight?
Elizabethanne Jun 2018
I live among ghosts now
Because magic always has a price.

To bring you back-
I had to revive dead versions,
Of who I used to be.

- This love is haunting and raising things that were better left dead has consequences
- You are here , but you love her
Haruharu May 2018
Pay
I've never felt this guilt before.

I might ruin your life.

But you've ruined mine.

You destroyed me.

Yet I feel like I'm the one to blame.

It's your sins, yet they feel like mine.

You always put them on me.

But this time you're gonna pay for them.

So why am I the one carrying the heavy weight?
Arcassin B May 2018
By Arcassin Burnham


Growing old as a dead man,
living in the water.
All alone,no one to love,
faith that you believe in is faith that only I should have,
In such a world like this one,they will decide.
just to pick and choose what their hearts want to desire.

I could be the one to tell spill my heart out on the table.
hate me and then they love me , at the same time they're able.
why won't females take me as I am and not they want.
But all I get is girls that go behind my back and simply just taunt,
why  does love forsake me?

My mind nowadays doesn't focus on what the love brings,
visions in my head bring up exes and God it really stings,
what the **** is the purpose of everybody settling,
buying diamonds and pearls for people they were gossiping,
about , next you know everybody breaks up,
they just take a breath, lost whatever your mind makes up,
I thought she loved me,
I thought she cared,
she knew my moms and I thought it was okay,
but,
I must have did something wrong cause now she got her mind made
up packing clothes in a suitcase,
When I gave everything was it a ******* joke?
you don't got sense enough to look me in the face,
life lessons here , love is overrated,
don't you situate it,don't you complicate it,
people only replicate it.
live life by yourself to the end,
I know you like me but I tell you this as a friend.

I could be the one to tell spill my heart out on the table.
hate me and then they love me , at the same time they're able.
why won't females take me as I am and not they want.
But all I get is girls that go behind my back and simply just taunt,


I Don't Care What You Want.
©abpoetry2018

http://abpvalley.blogspot.com/2018/05/no-guns-in-valley-lp.html
Mary-Eliz Mar 2018
There was an old guy from UK
his hair was balding and grey
he loved to waffle
it isn't unlawful
but he just couldn't get it to pay

There was a poet named Gregory
he had a really good memory
words were his game
but oh what a shame
it sent him straight into beggary

There was a poet named Mary
like the rhyme she was contrary
she liked to write poems
drinking from jeroboams
what she wrote came out rather scary
Waffle - a word game
Just having some fun!
Danial John Mar 2018
Nobody seems to care
Working so hard
Yet going nowhere
The system is flawed

Be patient, wait
No
Put in work
If you want to escape

A man melted away
Just a shell
The world will pay
You will join me in Hell
Lunar Jan 2018
In this society
of souls from the millennium
Invigorated by validation
Drugged only skin-deep
With toxic actions and words
And prices ruling like
A silver-spoon-fed princess
The value of an individual
Plunges deep into the depths
Of the shallowest mirror-like pools

I can only sigh
As I sit in this new class
Alongside new faces
And the absence of the professor
I think of refunding my expensive tuition fee
When I pay my utmost attention
To everything around me
It was my first day of class for my final semester in uni, and apparently, the professor did not arrive. So i spent close to php500 today, in vain. What a life. I can only hope the professor is good enough that I'll be able to learn from them.

(j.m.)
Max Charlton Oct 2017
There has to be a better way
Working hard, making bets just to get some extra pay
Getting wrong when bosses' targets aren't being met
Forced to work outside through cold, the dark, the damp and wet

Back-breaking work and extra overtime
Just to keep stable and above the bread line
The pain of work, the dull, the strife
Just sacrifice your social life

To pay off a house you've remortgaged twice
You work from dawn, 'till noon and night
To wake for work feeling down and ******
Focus on the better things, live for things that make you happy
first poem ever written, apologies for structure.
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