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Silverflame Mar 2018
A loaded gun behind the perfect shot,
infiltrates my mind with memories I forgot.
Pills and potions couldn't help ease the pain,
the man with the mask I can no longer keep sane.

And in the bleeding sky I saw,
scars I've encountered once before.
The depth is scary, but I can't look away,
I dive and drown in this red ocean every day.

I close my eyes and hum a song,
trying to outshout the things I've done wrong.
It's a suicide mission to try and win this fight,
so I'll just get lost with the strangers of the night.

On the gleaming tracks I run with no goal,
it's just an endless journey within a distant black hole.
I'm just a fraction of something that could've been great,
but, I know it's too late to change my bulletproof fate.
IDS Mar 2018
A response is what he needed
To rest serenely
Strong-minded as if
He called her constantly,
Texted ceaselessly
Formulated a poem
To portray what he discerned
Desiring to identify her
"Tell me your name so I can
thank you how you deserve."

Her sight wandered all over her dorm
Was she really thinking of
Unveiling her storm?

Her lips arched straight-up
"There's nothing to lose"
Is what she naively thought

Her name now appearing on screen
Along with her heart, mind and peace
She knew it was the end
To a never being fairy dream

"A friend would of been great back then"
Who said there's nothing
We can do nowadays
Now her secret is out
Million questions pending

He knows her name now
The shield is now below her vow
He seemed thrilled at first
He's no longer captivated
He didn't like what it displayed

"Thank you for the poem"
That's all he said

No more texts were sent
He used to reply without saying mer
Now he's no longer immediate

Nodding he lowered his sight
Deciding not to move forward
But to leave all this situation burried
Along with her light

He ached to find someone who cared
She was available at all hours of the day
What made him so blind
What prevented him to realize
She was someone to confide

She didn't shed a single tear
She knew there were risks
Not a propitious ending
But at least she now knows
He wasn't worth it

Outlasting her thoughts
She pursued a goodbye
Their houses not being faraway
She requested a meeting to amalgamate

Unbiased to encounter his neighbor
He elected to party out
She waited for him all night
Counted every single star
Drank her pain aside
Until her stinging expired

She can now move on
She is now determined
She now knows affection isn't eternal
Closing her eyes she guaranteed
Never letting her feelings
Slip off her finger tips
She's not allowing anybody into
Her now **coldhearted spirit
Any kind of feedback is welcome. Thank you.
Keerthi Kishor Mar 2018
He blew a kiss.
I fired a shot.
End of the story.
"Eh, not in the mood for love."
We sleep with our feet
Touching sole to sole.
You said once, it was because our
"souls" attract.
I remember and cherish it
as a sweet thing you said.
My boyfriend told me today he likes to touch our feet sole to sole, as if we were soul to soul. I wrote this inspired by it.
Alec Feb 2018
Soft fingers twirl and intertwine
Yelled at for “PDA”
Laughing it off, happy inside.
Saying bye just to see each other at the end of the day.

Promises of the future
Maybe forever together
Holding hands
Making silly plans

Going to school dances
Smiling together, laughing.
Wanting it to stay the same
Till the end of your days.

.....

Thought you were safe
Nothing could hurt you in this place
Head over heels for one another
A flame that burned too bright to be smothered.

Making faces across the classroom
Texting back and forth, messages zoom.
Wanting to kiss and hug
And send all your love.

Focused only on them
They’re your shining gem.
Thoughts are suddenly interrupted
You can’t seem to focus on what the intercom just said.

Hearing bangs and alarms
Trying to grab ahold of their arm
You can’t lose them no matter what
This uncomfortable feeling in your gut

Hearing but not believing
It’s not real, what you’re seeing.
Your high school sweetheart
Heart pulling apart

All those plans that stood for forever
Now discarded, stand for never.
Can’t see them after this class or the next
No more loving texts

.....

Screaming and blubbering
Can’t think straight for anything.
All you know is they won’t move
Last breaths used holding you.

Always told your love wouldn’t last
Didn’t think it’d be over this fast.
Weeks spent wondering
Would it have been forever if not for this one thing?

Would this even have occurred,
If gun control laws were ensured and enforced?
I personally have never been through a school shooting, but hearing the news of the recent tradegy got me to thinking about all the couples who had to go through that, with the thought I’d never seeing each other again. I apoligize if this poem has offended anybody i know this is a very sensitive topic.
Haruharu Dec 2017
I've been shot by a hundred bullets.
I've been kicked to the ground.
Left to bleed out.

But I've been in training.

I can hear your bullets from miles away.
Kick me and I'll kick harder.
Try to knock me down and I'll knock you out.

There's nothing left to bleed.
Lex Dec 2017
I have been shot.
Not by a flying arrow
Not by a steel bullet
but by the overwhelming sensation
that I'm in love.
I am penetrated by your love.
someday....
~LJ
It's safer in the middle
It's really plain to see
If someone tries to pick me off
They shoot others before me

A platoon is led by leaders
Some who aren't around
While those of us out marching
Get picked off without a sound

You know it may sound selfish
Listen up, it isn't dumb
It's safer in the middle
Than with the flag or with the drum

It's safer in the middle
At the back you're in the hunt
If the parade should turn around
You now are at the front
Haruharu Sep 2017
I am changing.
I'm not greatful nor have I gained wisdom from what happened to me.
But I am tougher, my barrier is stronger.
I know who I am, and I'm no longer afraid.
No more ******* and lies.
I see through it all.
So take your best shot, I dare you.
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