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Damian Murphy Aug 2017
'Tis not the deep we should fear, No,
For we know not what is present;
Truth is we should fear the shallow
For all we do know is absent.
Lou Jul 2017
Petite and concise
Short doesn't always convey solidly. 
Though it trends immediately.

I'm suppose to relate to this?
So, this is what keeps the masses?

The few stanzas.
Holding a shallow briefing.
Arranged extinction of meaning.
This Sparknote poetry.

I'm a short fuse.
Time bombs set faster than a haiku,

Lazy.
Apathetic
Medicating
Entertainment,

What's to appease ? Do you think I
retain a story in a few breathes?
Is it folly to those who take strides?Tormented by creativity and pages of effort?

Maybe it's personal preference.
Or maybe I'm just bored.
Rarely do I complain but,
enough small talk of weather.
Bored out of my mind reading tiny blurbs. Let me sink my teeth into the meat of your brain. Give me more.
Paraphrase Jul 2017
We are,
Sitting on water tanks,
As the clouds begin to play childish pranks,
With the moon.

We have,
A perfect moment in an imperfect time,
Your palms squeezed into mine,
Not a moment too soon.

"Where are we going?"
"Nowhere, for now."
"We'll figure out where, once we figure out how,"
"As we go."

But I want to take you,
Taste your soul through sealed lips,
Hold you tight in my arms, as we take trips,
By ourselves.

I want to let go,
Every joy and misery I've ever known,
For a second with you smiling, your hair blown,
In an open car, on the open road.

So take my hand,
We can go drowning in these shallow waters,
Alone in our darkness,  among light that never falters,
And let go.

You can fall,
Know that broken people put back together,
Feel as good as new, as good as never,
But, for you, I'll try,
I won't break, I won't cry,
I'll hold on to you, like reason, to the only thing that matters,
So take my hand, we can go drowning,
In shallow waters.
Psychosa Jun 2017
Past my skin,
nothing lies within.
Daisy Arcos Jun 2017
Queen of illusion
Directs your curious gaze
To the looking glass
You see only what you're allowed to see.
Vale Luna Jun 2017
I forgot why I wanted to write about you
But then again
I forget a lot of things nowadays
And the things that I want
Never make sense anymore
At least you made me want something

And so
When I saw a star
Dashing across the horizon
I wished I would see you again
Then for a second
A single second
I closed my eyes
And I could feel your hands in my hair
But it wasn't your hands
It was just the shallow wind
Shallow
Hollow
Empty
Like your desires
So when I kissed you
You left your eyes open
And when I asked you if I looked beautiful
Your answer was inaudible
Always too silent to hear
So you broke me
Or maybe I broke myself trying to fix you
And the sparks we created
Started a wildfire
One that I couldn't put out
Even after you left
So it burned the last broken pieces of me
The ashes swept away
In that shallow wind that feels like your hands.
About my ex.

This poem is a lot longer but I don't wanna overwhelm you guys lol.
Cup Noodles May 2017
i guess
the universe
has no time
for us
Damian Murphy Mar 2017
Those who can clearly see and clearly hear
Who choose to turn a blind eye, a deaf ear
To all they do not wish to see or hear,
Are clearly shallow; clearly insincere.
Their own happiness is all they hold dear;
That they care not for others is quite clear.
Arianna Skelcher Mar 2017
She was sat, fixed, focused
Headphones in and a world out
The roar of the bus in the background
I sit here, listening to the kids smile and laugh with eachother
Happy to be living
I wonder what she is thinking about
If she understands the world like I do
I wonder if her mind is tired
Like mine is
Maybe if i said something to her
She would understand how i view the world in pigment
As I would understand, that her world
Is still in black and white
(this is my first poem here so i hope you enjoy)
. . .

I saw perfection in your smile...
I believed in you as my safe harbour!  

Disarmed by your daring glance...
I neglected myself over you!

What a blind, ******* heart of mine!

Now that I am back to Earth…
I no longer recognize you!

Toxic love,
Why did you have to be so shallow?!

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