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storm siren Aug 2018
I stretch my sore arms out
Spread my fingers as far apart as they'll go.

I open my mouth,
And with my yawn comes a mighty roar from behind my sternum.

I try not to flinch,
But that old wound hasn't healed entirely
Just yet.

I can feel myself
Begin to crumble from the weight of
My own voice.

But I dig my heels
Of the feet attached to my aching legs into the burning, ashen ground.

I stare up at the blazing sky.
Twinkle of mischief in my eye.

Tell them to rest easy--

The dearly departed.
Because I'm just getting started.
PM Aug 2018
I'm surprised at the way,
that people can drink bitter coffee,
to nourish their body,
but can't swallow a bitter truth,
and nourish their soul.
Jean Aug 2018
Maybe this is my story?

This is where I chose if I live or die
if I do what is wrong or right

but even in my death
I will raise my voice

my time is almost up

so hopefully

hopefully my shout will echo
echo into the masses of people

hopefully

hopefully my shout will echo
echo into the canyons of those who crouch in cowardice

hopefully
hopefully my shout will echo
echo into the spaces of the silent still too scared to speak

Hopefully

hopefully my cry of defiance
will echo farther than ever before

hopefully

hopefully people will not only hear my shout
but that their hearts will listen also

and hopefully

hopefully
hopefully a few will stand up
Inspired by Hans and Sophie Scholl.

This is not the full poem either, but this is one of my favorite parts.
Kayla Gallant Jul 2018
Don’t take me
I beg of you
Fingers bleeding
Soul screaming
Heart racing
I refuse
To be dragged
Into the pile of rotting flesh
Where innocent souls
Go to die
Cardboard-Jones Jul 2018
She stares in my nervous eyes
Her steady hand touches mine.
Im breathing her in, the air's getting thin.
Im open wide.

She presses her lips to mine,
My hands climbing up her thighs.
And all I could see was pure ecstacy
Tonight.
Oh, my head wont stop spinning,
No, my heart won’t stay still.
Oh, nothing can be better...no,
She has only begun.

She's laying inside my arms
While she seduces me with charm.
My emotions sway, I beg her to stay
Tonight.
Recover my beating heart
So naive from the start.  
I know that she'll leave once she's done with me
Tonight.

Oh, this room won’t stop spinning
No, what have I become?
Oh, the fantasy's over...no,
I am coming undone.
Dheeraj Jul 2018
I was in a jungle, dark and dense,
stranded among the trees, with heights immense.
The breeze swept in and squeezed my resolve,
carried away my courage and made me devolve.
Tears rolled down and sweat oozed out,
I prayed to heavens. It'll help? I doubt.
Among all this chaos I saw a shimmering light,
miles away, yet so bright.
It gave me a hope, and a hint of glow,
I was able to stand, I felt my toes.
I summoned the winds with a roar so loud,
that the clouds tore up and the sun was proud.
I began to run, through bushes and thorns,
bruises all over but the light is what I want.
Through lakes of crocodiles, through ditches so deep,
I climbed mountains, oh so steep.
I felt my blood rush as I neared my goal,
It was my dream to get out of this hole.
Adrenaline rushed through my veins,
as I finally reached the light,
shining in all it's glory and a pompous might.
It's elegant aura is worth the pain,
worth the struggle and cleared my bane.
This was my dream, to live and survive chaos,
to cheat death and to break through loss and cut the chains of fears.
This was a journey I did not sought for,
did not wish, but was something to die for.
Asiah Mangham Jul 2018
Know your worth before you know anything else
Because in the end that's all you'll have to stand for
Atticus Jun 2018
we are the dreamers
we are the lost people
wanting a light to guide
us
but unless
we riot and
fight for our rights
we can do nothing
you see
it takes an army
to win a war
but it can only
take one voice to
make an impact
and
Martin Luther King Jr
did just that
but why is it that in our
generation
today can't stand up for what's ours
when a man
who had so little did so much
we need to take a stand to make what has the gone wrong right and it will be hard but to save what little humanity is left we must do so.
Diana Garcia Jun 2018
You
You in the mirror stand up straight
Stand tall, don’t ******* cower
You have the ability to devour
Turn that rage that’s kept you in a cage into drive, there’s more to life than having to survive.
There’s that awkward moment between birth and death..
You can be a mess
You can the best
What matters is that you breathe
Till that last breath
Remember to sing when that light above starts gleaming
Remember to embrace love when it feels like you’re dreaming
Remember each bygone sings a different song
It’s not about who has what, the bad or the wrongs..
You can rub the Buddha’s belly and wish for good fortune
Or get all mad and jelly cause you didn’t get the same portion.
You can **** god and pull on the breaks
Or you can shut the **** up and join the ranks
Hear no, say no, see no, be no ******* evil
Build up and grow, best of luck
Pain and suffering, let it all go..
The more you feed the ******* that makes you bleed..
the less likely you’ll be freed
Come by and sit with me
Bring a friend or two or three
see the change you want to be
Let’s eat some ******* cheese
**** together im harmony
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