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Oskar Erikson Jul 2017
i swallow your words
like* stones;
*in the hope that they will ground me.
Megan H Jul 2017
I like to give people things
I'll buy them food
Or their movie ticket
Or I'll give them a ride somewhere
Free of charge.
I like to give people things
Because I know how the world is
How it takes too much

It took my father
It took my sanity
It took my patience
It took my hope
But it has not taken away my will
I always have a choice

I choose to give.
And I will give until I have nothing left
Because then,
At least it will be my choice.
And I will know that
The world cannot take away
Something I no longer have.
Give a little everyday, and the world might just end up being a happy place.
Elissa Deauvall Jun 2017
Happy smiles
Busy souls
Hundreds of lifestyles
Achieving goals

Taking time
To readjust
Writing rhymes
Of love and lust

Holding each other
Kisses that never miss a beat
Our hearts always flutter
The taste of you, so sweet

Dancing around the living room
Together, we will bloom
JAC Jun 2017
We lend so much life
To so many things
That have no need of it
And we take all we can
From those that so desperately crave it.
Abimael Jun 2017
I was once happy.
My days were bright
The sun was setting in our room
The moon was guiding us
But I... The Judah...
Became greedy with lust
And Love faded.
And Life became...
If only I.
Just decide to settle.
I would be the happiest.
But I denied too.
Because I am...
A Sinner.
Zero Nine Jun 2017
**** me

all i ever do is run from myself

all i

do is done in pursuit of bad health

drain the well

dump me down

if you won't

then i will

trust fall into

the hungry depths

all i

do is done in pursuit of bad health

at the tragic end the sadness is

that despite outside approval

i never knew

to approve

of myself
Do what I want.
crystallaiz Jun 2017
i think about you
and i wonder
how long this can last

i'd like for you to take my hand
whenever i need you
like you did the last time
i'd like to take your hand
and walk down this road  

i don't like to think about us
apart

for you
at 11:11 i'll make a wish
that we'll be together
our fingers laced
even at the very end
what a crap. ongniel has ******* me over. ongniel ongniel ongniel i don't suppose anyone knows what I'm going on about? will i meet an ongniel stan here??????
averyn Jun 2017
Even though my eyesight would get blurry,
and everything would look like pixels,
I would still recognize you from a far.
The guy who got a camera on his hand,
trying to photograph the world before he's gone.
And I know, you won't be able to recognize me.
Because I was just another stranger you met.
and I was only someone you spent some time with.
But you know what?
Those moments are the memories
I cannot forget.
For you made me feel special,
more than I have ever felt,
in my whole life
And that's pretty something
For a girl who has always been nothing.
Arlene Corwin May 2017
No One Person

No one dancer moves like another,
No one singer like another –
So unique are we.
Movement, voice, technique and timbre
All unique and at their best lyric
(pronounced lyreek).
How I adore
To see the store
Of talent and capacity,
Technique and flair,
Dexterity and artistry
In all from dress designer
To the finer forms from
Sculptor, painter,
To the lesser forms – whatever
They may have as name,
The  nomenclature all the same to me.
Movement, sound,
The world goes round
In every creature’s singularity.
That’s all.  Take care.

No One Person 5.20.2017
The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Nature Of & In Reality;
Arlene Corwin
Unique you.  Take care.
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