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Emery Feine Sep 2024
I wish I was silent.
Your words wouldn't be so violent
I'll stop seeing red, but a pastel violet
I just wish that I was quiet

I wish I wasn't so loud.
Maybe then you'd be proud
My words wouldn't draw a crowd
If I wished I didn't speak out loud

I wish I didn't always overshare
Spilling embarrassing secrets just so you'd care
So maybe one day I'll finally be aware
And I wish I didn't have to feel this despair

I just wish I wasn't ignored
But I didn't want myself to just be stored
And so that's when I poured and poured
I just wish I could get my reward.

I wish my mouth was sewn shut.
I could walk normally, instead of strut
Thanks for all your punches in the gut
I just wish I stopped talking, and so what?
this was my 29th poem, written on 9/21/23. not my fav.. "I see red" ahh
morningdew Sep 2024
Family, friends
They’re all  the same
People we know,
We trust
And we love
They love us too, yes
But in the end,
A person is always alone
No company, Nothing
Just alone
And then, only then
We have time for ourselves
Some precious moments
When we figure out ourselves
Who we are
What we are
We just need
Some time to think
Some alone time
Faryal Sep 2024
quite chamomile and loud simmering

Here’s the tea,

Surrounding yourself around chaos but yet you pray for calmness
but when life becomes free of turmoil where does all that fun go?

preparing to hit the trigger for their next target
but hey please don’t point that trigger at me tho

Preaching about being kind but when are you going to show that
kindness to me tho?

Being the target for someones truth or dare games because I was seen as “ugly”

When your value is based on only being able to answer:
“what’s the farthest you’ve gone with a guy, 1st base, 2nd base or 3rd” because wow I didn’t know this was a game of baseball

I think I need some alcohol living just stings a little, but hey don’t forget the isopropyl for the wounds ey

Heartbreaks over little breaks but hey you win some and you lose some
Except I think I lost, the biggest heartbreak was the one where I broke my own, not the heartbreaks that people put me through

I hear the blues playing, I grew learning to fear myself, but how do I just be myself?

Is the silence too loud for you or do you need the loudness to be silenced?
Don't make a
SOUND, the settling
of COMPLETE STILLNESS,
So, QUIET that
you could
HEAR A PIN DROP,
The CALMNESS is SO EERIE,
it could make your
HEART STOP,
or even SKIP A BEAT,
the SOUND of
MICE SCURRYING,
along the
WOODEN FLOOR,
as you step and
the FLOOR CREAKS,
realizing that THE WOOD
floor PANEL IS WEAK,
The STILL of
the DARK in a
SILENT ROOM,
Where the only LIGHT
you have BEAMS
down from the MOON,
through your
WINDOW PANE,
The MOON ILLUMINATES
just so much
LIGHT,
ENABLING you could SEE,
As it SHINES THROUGH
the DARKNESS and
YOUR CALM and at EASE,
The ROOM is so STILL,
THE ROOM IS SO CALM, but
SOON MORNING SHALL ARRIVE
AS WE WELCOME
THE NEW DAWN!!!


B.R.
DATE: 1/22/2024
Just a little freewritng, just doodling. How does it sound honestly???
emelie Sep 2024
a soft breeze rustles through the trees,
a gentle whisper, a comforting ease.
in nature's embrace, a soul finds peace,
a quiet solace, a sweet release
Bhavani Sep 2024
Towering concrete
flora and fauna struggle
to find their footing.
Antonia Aug 2024
today I drank my coffee alone
they sky was grey
it was neither hot nor cold
the cafe was noisy
and my latte was strong

today I briefly felt alive
a stranger talked to me
he was Hungarian,
but nice
we had a laugh
and I looked over his CV

today I was in town
and the barista smiled at me

my hair was messy
my brain was foggy
but we had a good time
I, my coffee and me.
J Aug 2024
your presence lingers
not in grand gestures
but in the spaces in between

your smile filling my kitchen
with a warmth that remained
long after the coffee grew cold
and my cup was empty

the place still set for you,
as if you would walk in, sit down,
and make everything
feel a little more whole

the way we spoke on the subway
our words mingling like passengers
clinging to the rails
never quite ready to part ways

the way things look too clean…too still
not just your toothbrush
but the mess you made of my heart
gone

how lovely it was
to have your things scattered among mine
a forgotten sock
your glasses on the nightstand
a sign this space was ours
once

the scent of your shampoo hovers
an echo of you in the quiet
I breathe you in, eyes closed
wishing you were here
to wrap the night around us
turning off the world together
leaving only us
together in the stillness
The type that
makes your
skin craw,
not a peep,
not a creek,
no type of
sound at all,
the shortening
of days,
the early
night falls,
where no one
ever hears
your
beck and call,
the dark skies
are so dreary,
so late up at night,
the darkness
seems so eerie
almost giving
you a fright,
in your
Home
is where you
shall find
comfort
and delight


B.R.
Date: 5/2/2024
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