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Vladislav Vagner May 2014
I am writing this just to keep sane
Stop switching lanes and deal with the pain
I’m going to stay same and never give in to shame
I don’t see this as a game, what I’m saying is real
That’s why you feel every line that I spill
Every emotion comes from the notion
That we are the panacea for the poison
Explosion of our hearts started with the sparks
That ignited our greed amidst the dark
So now we find ourselves led by the misled
Bred like a hoard of cattle waiting to be shred
We focus on materials and ignore the cries
‘Cause it’s easier to watch from an iPad, as a baby dies
We work, struggle, and beg for a promotion
Instead of pouring our hearts into a positive devotion
Every person fueled by their own ambition
And integrity is at loss on our way to this mission

By Vladislav Vagner
http://www.poemjunction.net
yāsha May 2014
People tried to convince me
To stop writing about you--
I would be convinced,
but you're trapped in my veins,
and i'm afraid,
the only way to set you free
is to cut my veins one by one,
until there's nothing left
for me.
i tried, but it ******. :(
Austine May 2014
isn’t it sad
how you once were
my past,
how i have always
wanted you to
be my future,
and how there
always seems to
be no present
for us?
Zaynub May 2014
i hate how we can’t ******* hang out without people looking at their **** phones
{except i check mine too}
i hate how technology has the audacity to imitate physical presence by this ******* FaceTiming
{except i wish i had an iPhone}
i hate how relationships take place on the ******* phone
{except if i had a relation, i would do the same}
i hate how we type how we feel instead of just saying it
{except i find it easier to see it in text than to say it in speech}
i hate how we spend time on the computer instead of taking a ******* walk
{except i spend all day on the computer}

i hate this new ******* technologically advanced generation
{except i'm a part of it}
It has become appallingly clear that our technology has surpassed our humanity
Daniela May 2014
-You
-
                   
                     









                                                ****.
Im the least creative person in the earth why the ****
LN Apr 2014
I live on free verses
because how can I order my poem
if the ink that fuels the pen I write with
is overflowing?
Dj Apr 2014
I confide in her
Stuttering slurring
“I-i t-think I may sort of i-love ….. him
Condescendingly emotionless
She says
“Yeah I believe it”
This is old news to her
New to me only
“But I don’t want to”
I whine
Hoping she looks in my eyes
Sees my fear
The Terror
That racks my mind

She smiles
I don’t know I she saw it
“That why its called
Falling
Not
Jumping
Sweetie
And I know you aren’t afraid of heights
Just of falling”
this is the first i found ok to post but i really like it and yeah.. my point is this is apart of a bunch of my poems called anti-depressants that i written    in the past couple months or so
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