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I’ve always been told that I have a nice nose,
So Andrew’s kind words graced my back
As the rays of light from the sun
Those rays so warming, free me each morning from the

Quivering fingers inside your throat choking
Moist clammy tongue caressing your neck
Tearing your toes apart
That Priest darkness always gifts

Sweetly, softly, kindly
From behind,
To me

In my own
Quickening of heart shaking of limbs screaming silenced search of eyes

Ive overlooked one thing

The silly sleepy fluffy tail of my best friend
And my folly in footwork leaves him whimpering
And me begging forgiveness prostrated
Jack Bennett Feb 2018
If the sun doesn't rise

Then Japan was wrong

And the emperor should abdicate

Most definitely
SeaChel Feb 2018
Aquarius Sun
Capricorn Rising
Scorpio Moon
This combination is antagonizing.

Detached all around,
yet intense emotions still rise.
Head and heart always fighting;
there's no compromise.

I can give zero *****
and care more than I should too.
Though ***** me over once and
I'll bid you adieu.

Although it is taxing
I wouldn't change anything at all
This is who I am,
I just have to endure the inner brawl.
Definitely a mixture I would not wish on anyone, but I still love it because it makes me who I am.
In this message you will find

 the instrument of my survival

Wrapped in life long promises

You made to me through my childhood


As the grace of life is never far

From appearing as the madness

Your absense echoes sadness 

As each day arrives and passes


But im learning,, slowly walking

Almost like infants fall and rise

To accept my life without your

Gentle kindness at my side


And every breath gives life a memory

We never will soon forget

Im learning life is everywhere

Even after death
This is about the loss of my father hope u enjoy
Àŧùl Oct 2017
This love,
This love I feel for You...
I feel,
And I feel it's so new...

Beyond the rising sun,
I see the endless space...
I see you smiling there,
Behind that veil of lace...

This feeling,
This feeling that I get...
I know,
And I know it's so true...
My HP Poem #1671
©Atul Kaushal
Pedro Batista Sep 2017
You can put every fake smile in the world
And it would never hide what goes in your soul
And from the most humble faces
Comes light for the darkest of places

It isn't always black and white
The way sadness affects the mind
Some hide it to show strength
Others show to ask for dependence

But it's a blend of both that wins in the end
For strength comes with a learning curve
For whom help is a trusty friend
If you can keep it balanced in the end
A little something
Harry Roberts Sep 2017
Tossed and tossed aside,
You held me - cast me away,
In the swell, lost in the sway.

Fate has a cutthroat way
And we are held in her say.
And she plays, while our price we pay.

She Calculates while in
Endeavours lust we are lost.
She sees while we disindergrate.

My hates only love I can't
Intergrate.
I'm more than what was left
And I know more than what was
Right.

I'll just scream
Sing
And cry.

I won't die,
Fall
I'll fly.

I'll be more than what
Was left.
Life from ashes not left bereft.
Rising from the Ashes.
A poem about becoming stronger and working with Fate.
Nadia DeLevea Jul 2017
Weary, so weary. ..
Exhausted I'm spent.
I'm broke down,
I'm damaged,
Ive got nothing left.

Weakness taken hold,
Strength nonexistent.
Dazed and confused,
I just need a minute!

To catch my breath!
To find my sight!
Before I lose my balance!
Just hold on!
One more step!
Where's the map?
I'm lost!
I've had it!

With bones of glass,
With paper skin,
With hands that won't quit shaking.
I can't hold on,
Alone again,
I'm cracked, I'm suffocating.

My mind frazzled,
My heart defeated.
My courage lost at sea.
Dragging my baggage,
I stand at the edge,
I cannot even see!

I scream straight from my soul.
Holler out with no control.
Fatigued, defenseless, collapsed,
Silent tears soak my knees.
I sob, I weep, I cry out loud,
Why me,
Can't breath,
Knocked to the ground.

Yet no one will know,
Or don't seem to care.
How fragile they've made me,
Each taking their share.
I beg, I plea, I gag on spite,
I hear them laugh in great delight.

They light me up,
They burn me down.
They dance on top,
They spin around.
They drag me under,
They watch me suffer,
They walk away,
They grin and chuckle.

Gasping for life,
Pull myself from the rubble,
A shadow of ashes,
An outline in dust,
Flames lit in my soul,
Give strength from within.
A Phoenix I rise,
No choice,
I must.
Glass is  Sharpest when Broken™  By Nadia DeLevea
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