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R Arora Nov 2017
We all have bad days,
And just now must be mine,
What are you smiling at,
Haven't you had thine?

Rejections and failures,
And numerous palls of sadness,
I've pulled through these before,
I have got the finesse!

Although some confidence gets undermined,
And my fate is, apparently,
In the hands of you- an imbecile;
But I am still okay to walk on.
Surprise, surprise! I am not dying.

One day the tables will turn,
And I want you to feel what I feel.
I am not looking at revenge,
For neither are you made of steel.

I think I will let go of it,
And the time shall move on,
For that's what it does best.
As for me,
Skilled sailors were never made by the seas
That were the smoothest.

Patience is the key.
Inspired by Chase Goehring's 'A Capella'.
November poem done!
Karl Warren Nov 2017
Every time I think it's going to be different,
Every time I'm shown that to hope is ****** dangerous.
Every time I try to rise, the world watches me fall.
Every time I feel more and more unlovable.
Every time.

Every time I face rejection I spiral off,
Every time I envy the fish under the bridge,
Every time I envy the monkeys hanging from trees,
Every time I envy a bored bolt with a hole in it's head.

Every time I turn to my lucid waking dreams for escape,
Every time I find none.
Every time I turn to face the grimy ceiling for solace,
Every time he breaths it disgusts me.
Every time a drop of the water that gives me life burns my throat,
Every time I numb myself.
Every time I degrade myself.
Every time I hurt myself.

Every time I crash to the bottom of my seemingly endless chasm of sadness,
Every time I am broken by the fall,
Every time I wallow at the bottom,
Every time I scream far removed from everyone and everything,
Every time I hear only the echo reverberating off the walls,
Every time I feel as though it is hopeless.

Every time I am born anew,
Every time the clouds clear and fade,
Every time I see the sun again,
Every time I think how selfish self pity is,
Every time I feel the love of all things course through me,
Every time I find my purpose again.

Every time I dare to hope again,
Every time I know it's a mistake,
Every time I take the risk.
Svode Nov 2017
Wake wake wake wake wake
confront confront confront confront
talk talk talk
ask ask
ponder

Wake wake wake wake wake
beg beg beg beg
think think think
contemplate contemplate
act

Wake wake wake wake wake
decide decide decide decide
tie tie tie
write write
regret
Clara Nov 2017
I can love you & hate you,
All at the very same time,
I can need & yet reject you,
I’m balancing on the borderline.

I can blame you & bad mouth you,
I can make you feel, I don’t care,
If only I could explain to you
How much I need you there.

I’m balancing on the borderline
With no safety net below
I’m like a ticking time bomb
Not knowing when I might blow.

I’m loving & argumentative
I’m cruel & yet I’m kind
I’m childish & mature
I’m balancing on the borderline.

I can chop & change my mind
Quicker than the weather
I’m like a mound of clay
You can mould me into whatever.

Take my life into your hands
I’ll let you create what I should be
I’ll be whatever you want
Just please don’t leave me be.
Anthea Nov 2017
Overcome with excitement
Lust
Feelings he doesn’t understand
And neither do I
Top notes of bergamot and lemon
I grow anxious
Hopeful?
He breathes in as hard as he can
Middle notes of freesia and white rose
He can’t get enough
It’s driving him wild
It’s driving me insane
“It reminds me of her”
He says
Base notes of musk and sandalwood
I crumble


Her...
But of course
Seema Nov 2017
You entered my heart
Now it's hard to leave
Showed love from start
You made me believe

Turning my negatives
By talking out
Feeding with positives
I no longer shout

Your talks are full of charm
Soft to heart and affection
Your love is no alarm
You showed me a reflection

Quite a tall guy in my view
Yet so gentle, I know I want you
Rejection is nothing new
But you decide, if am worth you...


©sim
Anthea Nov 2017
He’s sweet
I bite into him and feel the juices pool in my throat
He’s bitter
His aftertaste
The sting of rejection lingers in my mouth

I’ve always been addicted to grapefruit
Its natural tang much like melancholy
Much like the nightshade of my heart
I bite off more than I can chew
I live for contradiction
And it’s addiction to love

Grapefruit is a woman
A woman who feels too deeply
A woman who is sweet and sour
The woman I’ll never be
I can only consume
I ate too much

Grapefruit is the man I love
Sweet and bitter
The sting of rejection lingers in his mouth
Give me more
I’m still addicted
Anthea Nov 2017
His voice touches me
Like strawberry wine
Clouding my fears
Giving me permission
To feel him
Under the autumn moon

Drunk on his citrus scent
I'm overcome with need
With lust
I'm drowning in all the words I want to say
I want to say them sober
But I can't

More strawberry wine
It slips down my throat like a bitter reminder
My hands
His hands?
I can't remember
I want to remember
I want to feel this sober
But I can't

I'm bubbling over with feelings
I am growing desperate for more of his cosmic skin
But I drink more strawberry wine while we dance
And hope he forgets it all in the morning
I want him to remember
But he can't
They say drunk words are just sober thoughts
Anthea Nov 2017
I sit sideways
I bite my cheek
Watch my pink skies fade to black through the window
The sunflower’s faces turned down
I turn inside myself when the night comes

It’s a subtle ache
The air is light with chlorophyll
The moon is asleep tonight
I sit alone
I still bite my cheek

Our thighs pressed
I laugh
I touch your arm
The wedge of a strawberry moon in the distance
Yet I bite my cheek

The air is heavy with humidity
Your tall grasses whisp my legs
I bite my cheek harder
Pink pools in my stomach
I choke on my words

A strip of white plaster
234 miles thick
Pink starlit skin
Your strawberry mouth
Sweet sunflower hair
I have to bite my cheek

I sit waiting
Wishing to watch my hot white sunrise through your window
Flowers bask in the rose gold sun
I unfold in the moment
Bathing in your citrus air
I keep biting my cheek
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