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Alyalyna Oct 2017
15:16 13.10.2017
I'm a snow white from non-disney land
I come from a place which they call a dead end
I'd gone to a city where I lied in the sand
And though It looked quite pretty I looked indifferent

I made up my mind that I'd never find
Someone who deserves to be called the right guy
But when I come of age I strongly decide
A man only lives his life to fight

And I'd fought opinions of my mom and my dad
And If I didn't have a courage I'd probably now be dead
Cause I refused to live without something they wouldn't let
Thank God the've got such a democratic mind-set

And I've got a ticket, I believed it was one way
Though my parents hoped i would soon be back again
And here the journey starts and here's the track
The snowland and another places I went
And at last another dead end...

I ran a visious circle for sure
I took a lot of medicine to cure
Cause I felt i couldn't do without youth
That I've longed for so much pure and true
And eventially it made me sick and mad
But about this it's too early to be said

Well, eventually we met
Though we had used to chat long hours on the net
And no minute of our relationship felt bad
And I kinda got rid of being sad

And you took the photos of me by your FAD
And we went to different places hand in hand
I bet you never saw me anxious or upset
And you didn't show an anger or regret

Once I let you kiss me on a cheek
At that moment i can tell i felt unique
Though my knees became a little weak
With you I no more felt like if i was a freak

But i kept on taking pills
I guess more than I took meals
Like was driving with no wheels
Still you kept giving me chills

And we started dating
I'd been so much waiting
And you took me to your native town
And you showed me all around

But all the now and again i would start to shake
i was too shy and too afraid
I guess it was my mistake
The more the pills the more i take
To make me numb and fake
For all those people who wanted to make acquaintace
To whom I couldn't even pronounce a sentence
And once again i felt as if i was a freak
Strong by your side, without you weak
Crying my eyes out, holding my pillow
And waiting from work for my hero
Aislinn Miell Sep 2017
With the familiar blur of familiar frames -
Wearied, we wait discrete
Worried that we cannot breathe
for the wind is yet to take us away…
do you think much longer?

We blend in to the scene
like a sail in the overcast,
lingering in our subconscious -
striving, aching for the sting of summer to melt us in the sun…
when is it coming?

The frost bits our lips,
Fastening the deadly silence
A fascinating mind, hidden in fearsome chambers -
Collapsing with the dead leaves of our own trees…
How much longer?

We hesitate to bloom,
Blinded to our own beauty.
Another day, another season
Believing we are better by ourselves, the world is bitter…
Spring is shunned by the silence -

But we are fine;
The wind will take us away,
Summer’s sun will melt us,
The leaves will fall, and nature will bloom.
But we are more than we seem…
we breathe.
Madelyn Landis Sep 2017
It clings to me when I walk
It's noticeable in my voice when I talk
It holds me back from my dreams
It takes away the gleam
From my eyes
And makes me despise
My own voice
My own face
Myself

It's inevitable it seems
These feelings, they deem,
Control over my mind
It's becoming so hard to find
Out how to make it stop
So I am no longer a prop
No longer a toy
No longer a victim
Finally free.

I'm learning to let go
To make it bestow
All it's false power upon me
To not let it change the way I see
The stage light shining down
And my voice that never lets me down
Zero Nine Jul 2017
This tributary
Happy accident
Shyness
Flagrance
Deeply inspected

This notorious
Dearth, designed my life
So why
Not write
Why not paint pictures?

The donor with the ink
The spread recipient
Left and stayed

The ink that he left fades
The fade that he left stains
She made the mistake of
Looking for love as an anchor

Two lovers' worth or lack alike
Fabricate their draft designs
I'm incomplete, a mess
Two lovers' worth or lack alike
Fabricate their draft designs
A complete mess

Best if I reverse design
and I publicize
notorious dearth as proper opulence
Palm Trees and Concrete Mix V3
dalton Jul 2017
Around 8:00 pm, I arrive
Post workout, sweat dried head
I drag myself to the counter and said my order

However, this time, was quite unlike any other
I tried to conjure a line that would strike up a conversation
But I'm too shy of a guy
So naturally, I began my evasion

My brain forces a fire inside
Because her eyes are sapphires
Dying for my supply of a vanity high

I'm just aiming to seem connected, corrected
So I selected my words with too much thought
And all I could collect was
"Your eyes are so beautiful"
William A Poppen Jun 2017
Self-effacement

With time names and dates
engraved on headstones
weather beneath pelting sleet and rain
to soften carefully chiseled letters

Little by little
etchings become
blurred at the edges
indistinct and unreadable

Personality features
fade daily
hidden with words
structured into facades
readily available as a cover
from those who wish
to unearth the treasures within

What a struggle to hide
to mute or soften
eccentricities into normalities
What an effort
continual concealment
behind frights and fears
as though a child
playing hide-and-go seek with others

Self-effacement becomes
a life-style of constantly
playing a game without a prize
First write in a long time.  I'm giving HelloPoetry another try
dani evelyn Jun 2017
men see me as a white canvas,
pure and holy, but best of all
empty

two eyes like projection screens.
a mouth - it doesn’t say much
but it laughs at their jokes.
thin wrists to wrap
whole hands around.

sometimes they peel back my skin
wedge hands between the muscle and bone
scrape out my tissue with
fingernails,
looking to fit a fist
around my heart.
they expect the same thing:
one empty ventricle,
ready and wanting

so instead of giving them my heart,
i take a box
and paint it red.
the keepers are
the ones who
know the difference
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