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George Krokos Feb 2018
Underneath the wild lemon tree
was where I found my love to be.
Lying there with the lapse of time
and the gusts of a winter's clime.

She looked at me but didn't smile
and this went on for quite a while.
I looked back and had some pity
knowing that she once was pretty.

We traded glances back and forth
to view each other and our worth.
I stood there and could see at least
that she had changed into a beast.

Without a hint it then did seem
she spoke to me in the extreme.
I heard all that she had to say
but kept silent to let her splay.

Then without any sense of pride
such time revealed another side.
Our feelings for each other were
like a doomed bitter lemon slur.
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Believe it or not this poem was inspired by some fallen lemons under the lemon tree in the backyard. Written early in Feb 2018
Mama earth Feb 2018
Lies drowning Eyes
Holding unfolding Souls
Places with blank Spaces
Display great past betray
Vent or Repent
You make a better window then door. Try to deny to me and I will always let everyone see the pity you wallow yourself in. I can always see right into your soul so yes you should be afraid.
-Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment ®️©️
Shallow Feb 2018
Don't have pity on me
Just because I may not be as beautiful as they
Or as smart
Or as talented

Or have as many friends
Or as much money

Or that my anxiety kicks in around them
Or that I wish to hide forever

Or that my words are shallow and forgotten
Or that my voice is drowned out in a sea of strangers
And that I can't find myself anymore

But don't have pity on me
Because even though I am broken
And my lips sing the sweet sound of blasphemy
There remains one voice in the back of my mind

Determination.
Dom Bobek Jan 2018
Wish I was
Wish you weren't
Wish we did
But we couldn't.

A better time
A better place
A better life
In your embrace

Just more pain
Nothing new
Another scar
But I knew

That stories change
but end the same
Always thinking:
"Am I to blame ?"
Dakota J Dawson Jan 2018
****-headed blue truth
Ridiculous rhythm
Obvious amateur at the wheel

Too many drinks
Lots of people
No comfort

Tons of slow feverish drama
Aches and pains
Stopping my mind

BBC has a new article
Football is over
Bar is closing

Where is my soul?
Down in the empty bottle
Away from my grasp

It pains me
To say goodbye
Another year has gone

But its all the same
The kick to the head
Gun pointed at the temple
Gabe Mullen Dec 2017
Love is the urge to **** yourself
It’s the immediate feeling of self-doubt, self-hate, and self harm when you think of how you hurt the one you love
I know the feeling all too well, because. I hurt the one I love, in a way I can’t undo. And everyday I regret it, and feel the pain of it.
I feel the pain often, especially when the one I love is upset, because no matter what I go through, they’re going through something worse.
The one they love, betrayed them.
Belittled them
Made them feel inferior to one they never felt inferior to
And that’s my fault
Not anyone else's
Mine.
I’m not asking for pity
I’m not asking for excuses
I’m asking for forgiveness
And I think that’s selfish.
Me wanting it to go away is selfish in my own eyes
My mistake will live with me throughout my life
I won’t lose it, no matter how much I run.
Some days I think if I just stop running, and fade, it’ll all go away
And I’m right
It would.
Love is the urge to **** yourself
Yes, I'm fine. It's an art piece, please don't DM me asking if I'm okay
Lorem Ipsum Dec 2017
[Verse 1]
In the dark , We come out and play
We are its children, And were here to stay
Running through , Hungry for strays
No invitation, take me away
Im not cruel, But thats still what you see
Club to club, Come see this city with me
Hungry for life, Without your pity
I dont want it, But you give it

Still cant say she wont start up
Still cant say she wont start up a fight
You go city
Cause in the city of life she cant she cant wait

[Verse 2]
In the darkness, A killer awaits
To **** a life, And the lies you make
You do another, So this death can live
Just keep on dancing, To the movie your in
The smell of your sweat, Just lures me in
Your heartbeat, Does sing to me
Running feet, Beats my blood
My ghost inside you, Soon will be

Still cant say she wont start up
Still cant say she wont start up a fight
You go city
Cause in the city of life she cant she cant wait

Hungry for strays, hungry for life, no invitate your pity
[x8]

I dont want *** but you give it

Still cant say she wont start up
Still cant say she wont start up a fight
You go city
Cause in the city of life she cant she cant wait [x2]

[Verse 3]
Now its over, You've taken your life
The dark grows thin, And I'm left to hide
I don't regret it, But its sad anyway
Now were both dead, And scared of the black
This life of games, And diligent trust
Its the things we do, Or the things we must
Im now tired of being cussed
So go sleep forever end to dust

Writers: Nicholas Routledge, Michael di Francesco, Matthew van Schie, Tomek Archer, Alice Glass, Ethan Kath
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