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David Feb 2015
This morning was one of firsts
and one of fists.
My lashes tied together
untwined the way they always do.

slowly

For the first time in six years
I had forgotten the date.
I pushed my feet through the maze of layers
as if I had someone to wake up next to
My optimistic attitude wished they were not there
because they were running a little late.

I threw on an outfit...if you can call it that
and went to the store
The violent red that attacked me at the front
brought me the realization that it was in fact
the same day
just a year ago
that I would have prepared for
weeks ahead instead
I made myself a meal and poured a glass of wine
as the white outside made
all of humanity disappear.
...and it was beautiful
I bought myself flowers, and lit candles
I snuggled and rubbed my feet together under a red blanket
and listened to songs about loving yourself.
I feel a little bad
I feel a little good
but most of all
I feel
I know
that before loving all of those lovers all those loves ago
I must be loving to the mornings
when there are just my feet in the bed.

This morning was one of firsts
and one of fists.
My lashes tied together
untwined the way they always do.
...and for that I am grateful.
Haylee Dicker Feb 2015
I'm in love with the double life
Being single but acting like a wife.
Freedom no commitment is how I live
But I still want you tied to my hip.
I want you to want me,
Like a child wants it's toy.
I want you to *******
Before you leave a void.
Arcassin B Feb 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Men,
Getting less attention from their wives,
Women,
Not having much affection from their husbands,
Humans,
Expressing love in any kind of way they can,
Babe I know that I could be your man,

I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.its­.hard,
I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.its.hard,
I.know.that.it­s.hard, standing right in front of me,

Men,
Getting less attention from their wives,
Women,
Not having much affection from their husbands,
Humans,
Expressing love in any kind of way they can,
Babe I know that I could be your man,

Men,
Getting less attention from their wives,
Women,
Not having much affection from their husbands,
Humans,
Expressing love in any kind of way they can,
Babe I know that I could be your man.
The second poem Taken from my 4th poetry project titled "LIFE S-A-V-E-R"
http://ab-saver.blogspot.com/
Steele Jan 2015
Stars don't break apart like women and men;
They go out in a blaze of glory when it all ends.
And at that end, when their particles scatter into darkened space,
they rejoin to rejoice once again, when they find themselves free.

                      Tonight, I am a star.
Without you, I've never been more me.
I'm everything I was meant to be;
I'm time-less, space-less, *****-less, and waste-less.
               No "Us", no "together", no "we"
             holding me back from my destiny.
It's Me, Myself, I, and most importantly Mine.
Tonight, I am a star. Tomorrow, I am a galaxy.
               Yesterday, we went supernova.
And now there's a universe of possibilities before me.
I'd wish you the best, but I don't. Bye.
Emily Ann Jan 2015
Stagnant
Like the river of tears
That flow so gently
Like your voice when I'm comforted
That's where I'm at
An unfair stalemate
Still afloat
With hope
That one day we'll swim.
Channa Weird Jan 2015
The girl with the big heart.

Yeah, that’s me.

I am who I choose to let you see.

I have a “*******” shell, but soft *** inside.

I must protect my big heart, that always manages to dramatically decrease in size.

At times, I wonder if people see my heart on my sleeve.

I doubt it all the time, ‘cause I try my hardest to hide it from thee.

I would let you borrow it, but it’s too big. You might break it.

In other words, I’m bad at trusting people, because I overthink their intentions.

Open my heart ? Naw, my mind is open though.

You can crash in my brain, but you’ll never get to my heart, yo.

On my mind is what you’ll always be, you can’t lie on my heart.

I am a sweet girl, but I must remain guarded.

It’s boys out here that think they have my heart, but I never put it on sale.

Sorry that you thought it was on the market.

I’m a difficult girl, with an oversized heart.

Will you fight to win it, or struggle trying to be a part ?
Chloe Chapman Jan 2015
A single Human, alone and weak,
is unable to comprehend  the insignificance of its life.
But as a whole, Humanity, we are unmeasurable, overwhelming
filling space and time with our vivid existance.
We consume all other entities with our devistating force.
Embodied in thousands upon thousands of infintesimal beings. Humans.
We must remember that it is the human that makes up humanity.
too tired to write
Havannah Myburgh Jan 2015
As the countdown begins she shies away in the shadows of the room.

The crowd roars as the numbers descend and her heart wallows deep within her chest.

Lovers, friends and family united with the hope of promises for the new year. She swirls the wine in her glass, hoping for someone to, just once, take notice.

The dreaded single digits taunt her. 3...2...1.
Here's to another year alone.

The only New Years kiss she has ever known is the cold crystal pressed to her lips.
WickedHope Dec 2014
The Secret To Being Single:
Be A Broken Person.
Merry Christmas babe.
Seriously though, how's Your Fencer doing, Two A.M.?
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