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Jenna Mar 2019
Rain is just another reminder
of how many tears I have shed
and how less lonely I am
in this gray world
pistachio Feb 2019
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     .
     I
      am
    that
     land so
    barren with
     a dreary lonely
    life, seeking rain to
    end this strife. I am living
              in  nothingness. But there is        
     an oasis in my tear duct, fertile
      spot, an emotion still left in me
    keeping me alive, bringing back
     my will. I now know the point,
    the reason why they arrive,
    them tears in my life.
A shape poem. :) Don't know if it's good. Have a good read. :D
lovelywildflower Nov 2018
fall
fall
fall asleep
fall
fall
fall in love
fall
fall
fall like leaves
fall
fall
fall like teardrops

Bartholomew Aug 2018
Have you ever seen the shape of a heart?
It's the shape of all my fears
Why is it when a heart breaks in half it's the shape of a tear
But I'm lying cuz when it breaks there's so many pieces
Crazy when a heart breaks it never breaks even
Have you ever seen a smile that fills you up with joy?
The same smile that's the bane of your agony, it creates a void
Something missing or something long gone
In search of that something new
Your heart beats to the wrong song
For the person you thought you knew
In the beginning it’s beautiful but somewhere along the line people change
In the end you realize it wishing everything could be the same
But at the end you’re left with broken dreams broken hearts and broken pieces
It's crazy when a heart breaks because it never breaks even
Inspiration:

Don’t tell me you love me- Big Sean
your teardrops
create ripples
to my heart
and the waves
drowned my soul
i gasp for air so hard when you cry
Shewrites Jul 2018
Nobody knows me
But only I
Trying to smile
Saying Im fine
But when left alone
I started to cry
No one can realize
How sad i am
Acting so happy
But the truth is im not

I sat at a corner
Bow my face and wait
Till someone will come
Lay his hands
Gaze at me and
Save me from the dark
When will be the time that
Ill stop to cry
Escape from this darkness
And start to fly

Is there still remaining time
To end this sorrow
Cos Im tired of trying
Sick of crying and
Now my heart is breaking


S.S
Made this poem when I was 17 yrs old.
Poetic T Mar 2018
They shone in the obscurity
                      of every sunset.
Eyes absorbed  every teardrop
        that welled in there vacant
                           tombstone eyes.

But they were more than
                                    obscuration,
       within the stages of radiant demise.
They collected the bounty of those that
      versed from the sacred paths of hues.

There were those that had feel between
          optic blades and the indistinct gleams
that were contentious wounds that were
                                       underhanded shades.

                 The tinges, neither pure of light.
And those that feel in the eclipse of darkness.
        But it was a secret conclave of those
                 who were fractured between both.

But within the collective of shade
                                            and illumination.
Where those that versed the combination
as a sacrilege to the foundations
                                   of eternities motion.

Everyone but a few colluded to  constant versions,
             qualified  hues had to change,
                             or the universe would grow stagnant.
And so began the feud between the shades
         of perpetual opacity.

As the evanescence shimmers
                     where all where falling
                     like dead stars
cleaving within the benighted landscape.
We all glared like life was burying its self.


But they walked between us,
           shimmers of what was wanted.
           And the reputations of our reflections.
Everything must evolve, even the reflections
that fall between the cracks of life's obscurities.
Jayda James Mar 2018
These teardrops i cry, the ones that fall beneath my eyes
Nobody knows the total pain i feel inside
Outside so warm but inside so cool
Tell me for you why did i play the roll of a fool
Tell me how did i not know
and why i wished you to be gone
Now undelivered every message to your phone
Sorry isn't enough
My bad isn't any good
and i will not know how to love
and so far out misunderstood
These tears that i cry
So heavy when they fall
I have no one to blame because I'm the reason for them all
The days that i spent, in a corner to myself
Nobody could replace a love like yours because it never left
I never ripped it away, i never cut down the strings
That's the reason it drags so heavily
I'm the reason for my pain
because I refuse to let go
and the feelings that i feel you will never let go
You cut me loose
You cut me off for good
and i just have to see your face
Everyday that i walk through
Tell me what's the pain
And why it feels so irregular
I  tried to call your phone but it never reached your cellular
So many teardrops in my eyes
These tears that i seem to cry
Gives you every reason to tell  me goodbye
I'm so stuck up in my ways
I'm so stuck up in my feelings
Your love is the one way i could bring healing
The days fade away, but the tears grow longer
Every day i remind myself to just be stronger
NUMB
i
am
refined

in
an
ring of fire
found under
my
halo
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