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xavier thomas May 26
I remember the times when I met you.

—First time was at a frat party
—Second time was on a date
—Third time was at your momma’s house.
—Fourth time was taking you back to my place.

Curly hair, mix heritage, thick in those jeans, Shea cocoa butter skin tone.
Foreign language makes me weak in the knees
when you role your “R’s” from the tongue.

How do you keep, keep me dreaming, dreaming about you?
This feeling, feeling is deep, deeper that has me chasing after you.
Tell me what did you do to me, babe?
You put some type potion all over me.
Hit me with something new babe.
Spiritual waves have me feeling some type of way, babe.
Want you for myself now, I can no longer wait.
Whatever spell you have me under, has me stargazing.

What’s your secret Ms. Thing 👀
Krysha Oct 9
Labimpito ako nang unang matutunan
ang kaliitan ng pag-ibig.
Madalas hindi ito bulalakaw sa dibdib,
bumubulusok at rumaragasa.
Hindi paputok o dinamitang pailaw
sa dilim ng kagabihan ng pusong isa.
Hindi isang maringal na pagtatapat
ng katipan. Hindi isang pangako ng
isang libong bukas sa oras ng ngayon.
Hindi mga bibig na tumatapos ng
pangungusap ng isa.
Hindi mga katawan na lumulutang.
Labimpito ako nang magkaroon
ng aso sa bahay.
Labimpito rin nang magsimulang
maglagay ng tisyu
tuwing naggugupit ng mga kuko
dahil sa takot na masaludsod ang tuta
kapag hinayaang tumalsik ang mga putol
na kuko sa kung saang sulok ng silid.
Minsa'y pag-ibig ay tahimik sa gilid.
Zaira Oct 1
Maybe that’s why
I stayed alone for so long—
to numb the idea of another human being thinking outside of themselves just long enough to rub off on to me.

I am whole all on my own
before after and between you.

Maybe that’s why I stayed alone..
so long.
Holding myself at night was bigger than teaching one to hold onto things they supposedly love—
It isn’t love who blocks the vision
it’s the whispers of where you may lack. Lack of trusting
you’ll balance yourself in these bonds..

You are already whole on your own
before after and between.
J Sep 30
In and out of
Naps and daydreams
Imagining beauty
Imagining pain
I break my own heart
Every day
Isaac Jun 20
We were alone in the Crown of Jewels
We weren't comfortable in our schools
Didn't fit into their rigid system of rules
The love wasn't there or anywhere for us homosexuals
The love was rising but so were the death tolls
Just a scant fish in a vast pool, just one of a million molecules
I was emotional whilst emotionless
Simply trying to navigate the lack of bliss
Hard to be optimistic when you are facing the abyss
I drown but didn't die it was baptismal
Trying to hide the strain, the days were dismal
But I let go and let light inside
Exculpated my mind smoking blunts by the seaside
High tide, low vibe
But I let go and decided to clarify
Realizing all my actions were artlessly justified
Yuletide, brown eyes
Remember that day, the horizon the way the sun laid
Recalling your face, when I said something with shade
Dwell upon my eyes, disarmed, entranced and vivid jade
The smile on your face that day continues to plague my brain
But nonetheless, I'm used to the pain and the unhappy endings
It's a habit of mine to invest in the art of storytelling.
Zaira Jun 17
𝑾𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒖𝒄𝒉  
𝒂 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆.  
𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚’𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒓𝒚— 𝒖𝒏𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒖𝒏𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚.
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒇𝒖𝒄𝒌 𝒎𝒆 𝒖𝒑  
𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑰 𝒘𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎.
Isaac Jun 14
it's your arms.. and your face
it's your body... and your warm embrace
it's your lips... and the heart I trace

Fatal position but not the same
Somehow different, but consistent
The ying to my yang, opposition
Usually tame but feeling open
Nuclear Nectarine; our bodies are fluent
In speech beyond movements eat into my aura
Love beyond emotion dive into my pandora
The love conceiving anew, the bloom of flora

So scary but so sweet, so foreign to me
The bomb discreet, explode onto me
Grip my body as you reaching the peak
Don't let your ego control you let your soul speak
Nuclear Nectarine
Fear of the unknown and what i've known
Raven Jun 2
I see you, in my waking thought, in my scribbles of jumbled puzzles, in my fantasy, realms I cannot escape.
I see you, hoping I will actually hear from you again.
Our message was cut short, I decided to delete you and never contact you again, because of reasons that I cannot state.
Trust issues and bad intentions, knowing you want different things, things I no longer have time or energy for.

I only met you once, the *** was amazing.
Passionate and hot, steamy and sensual.
It’s misery that I only foresee because I can’t seem to get you out.

I want you out, I feel deep emotions towards you and I kinda feel that you don’t feel the same.
I feel a strong pull, a magnetic connection towards you.
But it pains me to know that when I fall, which is rare, but when I do, I kinda think it means something since I hardly ever do.

But they don’t want my love, they just want my potential. They don’t see me for me, they see me for my body.
It hurts to know, that I am this pure person of tender liquid gold drowning in my sorrows every night, hoping that it will get better, but it doesn’t.

So I doubt, anything good that can happen cuz love only brings me pain. Pain that I no longer have any energy for.
I have nothing left to give, since every inch of me was taken and used.

My soul is empty, but I see you.
Only you.

I can’t say I love you, but maybe I do.
Overthinking and over analyzing, driving me insane.
But I can’t seem to forget you...
I hope you see this... but I kinda hope you don’t.
Sorrow and doubt and empty misery.

This poem places a strong emphasis on my Moon being in Pisces. My inner emotions and feelings that I personally have to deal with everyday. It’s no ones **** business to know how I feel and what I go through, I don’t want your pity... I just needed to express myself.
Luna May 28

Burn that cigarette!
what's another dash of nicotine in a bloodstream of pesticides?
Dirt smirn over pale walls; I can smell the blood
gag reflex numb of abuse
Halucinatin screams
not to stand the sound of silence
my eyes -the color of my soul
gimme wings so I can crash
into that building next to my prison door
Imma a ***** with a mans mind nd
the best love arises from hopelesness
cuz u'll always be my hero though u've lost your mind
so better pretend u have something to live for
hit me, I won't cry?
cuz hurt is all i know
nd this poem doesn't mean what u think,no
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