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Dez Mar 2020
Poetry is all the same.
It is love and hate
Of emotions great.
So why would I ever write?
Is there more to say?
No but I may
State it in another way.
And make it mine
And relate to others when they read these lines.
Nina Mar 2020
If you didn't love me
Then why did you pretend to?
Why did you text me everyday, hour, minute?
Why did you call me everyday?
Why did you pick me up from work?
Why did you always hug me when you know im not okay?

You said you don't love me
And yet
You're doing things to make me love You
You became so important to me
And i wonder what i did wrong
To make you leave

So why?
Tell me why.
If you didn't love me,
Why did you make me love you?
Nina Feb 2020
What does it mean
When the first thing you do
The moment you see me
Is to give me a hug and a kiss

What does it mean
When we are sleeping together
And you'd kiss my back all of a sudden
As you hug me tightly in our sleep

What does it mean
When you go all the way to meet me
Even though you had plans with your friends

I don't know what it means
Because honestly
You only see me as a friend
So is there a meaning behind everything you do
Or am I delusional into thinking there is something
Xaela San Jan 2020
Pretending that your feelings doesn't exist is one of the worst punishment a man can do to himself.
I thought I was throwing away those feelings but I realized that I, myself was only burying my feelings and emotions deep down. Pretending everything didn't exist in the first place.
I caught myself making up excuses that I shouldn't feel those things. I made my own reasons. It's sad because I didn't realized I was hurting myself.
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2019
Too many reasons why I love to list
I'll name a few with a flick of my wrist
You do not mind making me a plate
Fact:
You insist on increasing my weight
You encourage dreams
Hopes
And plans
Anything I want to do I can
Sacrifice valuable time
Make presents around Christmastime
It is the little things I love the most
Treat me the way grandparents are supposed!
To my grandma
Nina Dec 2019
Every time
You'd see me with a sad face
You'd tell me to smile
Every time
I seem moody
You'd tell me to smile
And when you know that  I won't smile
You'd end up doing the things that will make me smile

You said my smile
Was my biggest attraction
But little did you know
My smiles are all because of you
N Dec 2019
I write so not to
suffocate on my
smoky thoughts

I write so not to
forget that I, too,
have a voice that
won’t be silenced

I write so not to
use the knife
as an outlet

I write so not to
choke on the thorny words
that linger in my throat

I write so not to
be hushed by my—
inner demons
—sweet seductress

I write so not to
burn alone in
my own inferno

I write so not to
die
Why I write poetry.
Amanda Kay Burke Nov 2019
1.) Temptation from other women doesn't worry because all free time is spent together

2.) Being with the only person on Earth who can match your twisted sense of humor

3.) Not eating the last slice of pie so they can eat it instead is considered a romantic gesture

4.) You accept eachother for the ******* you have become without judgement

5.) Whenever you can't find something they know exactly where to look and vice versa

6.) They can order for you at a restaurant/bar without being told what to order first

7.) They make appointments for you because they know about your irrational fear of talking on the phone

8.) In return, you fill out all paperwork because his handwriting isn't always legible

9.) The word "awkward" doesn't exist in your vocabularies so you always have a second opinion on those personal subjects

10.) They always know how to make you crack a smile NO MATTER WHAT!
To Paul; my best ******* friend forever <3

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