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1DNA May 5
Right from the start, I messed up bad.
"Please be happy, don't be sad".
What pathetic words from me,
as I watched you drown in sea.

Didn't pull you out, didn't lend a hand,
But stood tall and high in the land.
Didn't bat an eye, as I watched you cry
I turned away and let time fly.

Soon after, I was back again
To find lost joy I might've lost there then
I came closer, thinking it would be found
I would be safe, as I'm on the ground.

But then, the waves grew loud and big,
as I stood off-guard like a fragile twig.
I couldn't escape; I couldn't flee.
You became one with sea.
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Dylan A May 4
You look better when I close my eyes.
Because I’m a horrible person
a horrible person who still thinks of her when I’m with you.
Yet again, when I’m with her, who I was gets lost.
because honestly, I was broken
—She broke me—
I am broken, but you’ve seen me as whole.
Cadmus May 2
There’s always one
unfinished sentence
in every goodbye.

A truth that catches
in the back of the throat
and never makes it out alive.

You smiled.
You nodded.
You let the moment pass.

But something in your eyes
lingered
like a name you meant to say
but swallowed.

And I’ve been wondering since:
Was it fear
that kept you quiet
or was I never meant
to know?

What is the thing you almost said, but never could?
We all have that one moment we replay, the words we didn’t say. This poem asks you to revisit yours... not for regret, but for release.
Rain Apr 30
It’s not my fault
Is what I’m trying really hard to believe.
But you are the sweetest
So how can someone like you do this to me.o

It’s not my fault,
I keep telling myself.
I was ******* drunk,
You shouldn’t have take my yes legitimate.

It’s not my fault,
It’s hard to believe you would take advantage like that.
I’m usually the problem .
But it wasn’t mine this once.

It’s not my fault,
You should have know better,
I think you did.
You just knew I would never allow this sober.

It’s not my fault
you jumped at my “yes”
Then had the nerve to say the next day
I would never without consent.

I’m trying so hard to quiet that voice,
Keep repeating to myself,
It’s not my fault,
But I think it’s my fault.
Mark Penfold Apr 30
Time appeals to those who wait,
A calendar without a date.
No point of interest here or there,
A nomad life without a care.

Until one day a lone chance fleeting,
Made in haste upon a lazy greeting.
Will you dip your toe within those rivers,
Of contraband? and selfless givers.

Upon the rostrum bear your soul,
As naked as a childs doll.
While new sensations spark the senses,
you seize your mind but body tenses.

So onward! now from past decay,
Yes! homeward bound youll start today.
To feed the mind instead of silence,
You now see beauty in the violence.

Such wild distemper of a troubled mind,
Seek recompense in all you find.
For time is always on the side,
Of new Spring flotsam on the tide.

So grasp that oar with all your might,
Muster all your nerves to fight.
Lifes breaking waves and vicious tide,
For time is always on your side.
hope you like it, think its about someone so hurt they closed them selves off from life until it became so long ago as if a dream until the moment chance offers them a hand to pull them back onto the merry go round of life again.
Mariah Apr 29
I hate myself
But that's okay
I'll like myself better
Another day

I don't have to hope
I know
With me
That's just how it goes

Just like a stray
I won't always show my face

Give it time
I'll be fine

I know my ways
It always pays
To give me space
It's best to let me go-
at my own pace

I'll come back if it's right
If it's worth the fight

I know my wobbly heart
Would pick it apart
Trying to find the art

If it's worth it
It will hard

And maybe if I'm lucky
It might leave a you shaped scar
Asher Graves Apr 28
And at last he prayed,
Prayed since all hope had perished,
All virtues faded and all sentiments gone.
Down the river he now floats, cursed with angst and pain.
He mourns his loss but his grief won't go away, for this is the consequence —
The consequence of action he so inadvertently did without a second of thought.
Oh, the lives he ruined, the chaos he brought.
Denial is the river, and denial is what he sought.

In denial he drowned,
And in denial he remained.

-Asher Graves
Saw an Instagram prompt asking young poets to write something based on an image — so I did. Here's what came out of it. Wrote it just five minutes ago, so there might be mistakes, but hey — it's about the rawness, not the polish, right? Let me know if it resonates.
Tucker Dobson Apr 26
Some of them say we were split at the start
Off I go stumbling, a half-cocked Cortes
After Venus who has part of my heart
"This gold is for God," my grinning mouth says

Some of these brothers were split right in two
By saw on the rawest end of the deal
Standing right next to that heavenbound crew
Of me does this old world quite worthy feel

Some of my feelings are split as of now
I want to stand, ask, and be justified
But as indignation pulses my brow
Holy teeth rake and scrape out the inside

Perhaps I'm just grinding salt into flesh
Trying by brute force to make the two mesh
Written in March 2024
This life has had it's way
This place has had its way with me
This loss that burns so cold
Won't back down it will never go away

These dying breaths are fading now
Seems like breathing has lost its charm
That flame i once felt inside
Seems the glow finally died

The memories i had of you
And the place where we ran through
Streams and waterfalls
The memories are fading now
Just like the strength that carried us through
Dreams and waterfalls

Is this what it will come to?
A drowning pool of hopeless heartache
A pond where memories die
Slowly drained and washed away

If i had the strength i would lift us up
If i had some more undiscovered ways
But this time it is real
This time i will surely die

This is the last goodbye
The final words of regret
This is the last goodbye before i die
Ghost Apr 25
This is a story of a boy and girl.
I can still recall those days as if they are archives themselves or a movie playing over and over again. I still see you standing there the light from the sun bouncing off you and gives you a heavenly glow more beautiful than the stars. I’m sorry I couldn’t prove to be worthy of your love and I hope if you do have anyone I just wish you happiness. If your hand isn’t taken and the fates align. I swear on my oath as the man I am now I won’t let you down again. But alas this is real life and all I’m left with here in the darkness is the curse and blessing of love and memory
Just a man who regrets what he’s done. But her and I were just kids then
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