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Odd Odyssey Poet Dec 2024
You were once my everything – everywhere. A whisper of a voice,
now a ghost in the air; you reigned supreme over my thoughts, –
my mind was your throne, your beauty an heir. I leaped into the
depths of your heart, clad in a jumpsuit, forsaking the safety of a parachute – and thus, I plummeted into your love from the moment
we first crush. I was but a mere pebble next to your rock, dwarfed by
your strength; shattered by your stability, reduced to mere dust.

My skin, now tarnished like rust – the remnants of my words
mingling with the oxygen I struggled to breathe, left gasping in your
breath-taking presence. Tears welled in my eyes, mourning the loss
of you, while the iron resolve it took to finally move on felt like an
eternity… from a love that must have been so rushed?

And yet, I still cling to hope;

You were once my everything – everywhere. But now I find my
heart adrift, lost in this wind to nowhere.
Zelda Dec 2024
Endless biting pain,
****** days, no end in sight—
Somebody save me
.
.
.
.
.
.
Please
Dec 7 2024
Somebody save me, please
Jeremy Betts Dec 2024
I just want you to want me
But experience shows
That task's an absolute impossibility
Leading to a litany of woes
I can't be too mad
No one's been able to do it
Not mother, brother, sister or dad
A reality that even to myself I don't want to admit
It hurts but brings no tears of the sad
I literally have no more to give to it
A pain universally grand
A heartbreak university grad
Minus the school spirit
Nothing left of me to offer either
There's only rubble in my chest
Ruins of love from a life prior
When the heart was left on house arrest

©2024
bucketb0t Nov 2024
Accentuated notes flowing slowly as tears down a motionless face perplexing the spirit.
Impossible to comprehend even when it is expressed nonverbally the agony of losing in a year and soon in the other, one parent and then another, more precisely after his mother, his father.

Always listening...
Buckethead we can truly feel you,
yet never fully understand you.
It's a poem after a Buckethead's Always Watching dedicated to his father's death. I could have broken it apart in verses and whatnot, but the natural fluidity of how and when I've written mirrors Buckethead's in his song.
Yourshadow Nov 2024
Long sighs echo in the stillness of the night,
Your heart's cry unheard, hidden from sight.

Behind closed doors, a space called 'you,'
A hidden cry only I can perceive and view.

Show your tears, the ones you've concealed,
To me, your confidant, your pain revealed.

Open your umbrella, let the tears flow,
For the silent cry, only I shall know.

When strength falters, and you can't hold on,
Lean on me, for you, I'll stand strong.

Together we'll weather the storms, your pain and mine,
For in shared vulnerability, our silent cries entwine.
Michael Leo Nov 2024
I'm not sad,
but neither am I truly happy.
It's like... I can wear a smile,
and crack a joke or two during the day.
But when the night falls and silence takes over,
I find myself lost, unsure of what I really feel.
At times, I feel hollow, like an abandoned shell,
a fragile vessel adrift in an endless sea of thoughts.
For 576
Hebert Logerie Nov 2024
Tant que vous vivez, il faut vous divertir
Tant que vous respirez, il faut marcher, rire et courir
Soyez optimiste que possible, même lorsqu'il pleut
Quand il fait froid et qu'il neige, soyez content et heureux
Tirez toujours le meilleur parti de vos jours et de vos nuits
Carpe diem, combattez pour vos droits et profitez de la vie.

Tant que vous êtes debout, soyez courageux, spirituel et courtois
Tant que vous pensez, soyez juste, magnanime, humble et droit
La vie est pleine de surprises. Les êtres humains sont comme des fourmis
Qui travaillent très dur. À la fin, ils repartiront avec un pantalon
Un costume déchiré dans le dos, quelques sourires près du menton
Et un tas de gens qui pleurent s'ils sont honnêtes, sages et gentils.

Copyright © Août 2020, Hebert Logerie, tous droits réservés
Hébert Logerie est l'auteur de plusieurs livres de poésie.
This poem is in French: Enjoy Yourselves And Carpe Diem
P Nov 2024
My dreams are turning dark
There is no way to come back
I'm ready to give up
The Reaper waits with open arms

They don't care to see the signs
I was always in the back
My whole life I've felt left out
By the ones I cared about

Now I'm digging my own grave
It gets deeper every day
Every tear that I've had shed
Carved a river in my head

I swim in them every night
Like a fish without a thought
It is easier to go back
Then to move on with my life
Ariannah Nov 2024
Sadness, tears of water
Can't I just make them go faster

Tension, no words
Holding back emotions
Hidden in a secret place
Unfortunately, they always escape

But they're not real
And they don't exist
Yet I can't help, I always miss
Your voice, making me feel
Like the happiest girl that's ever been

Yet I cry and cry
Waiting for you to see the pain through my eye
But then I remember
That I'll never get better

And that I'm always the one to cry
I'm always the one to ask why
Just because I'm always the one to say goodbye

When I'm no longer in control
I always tend to hold
Onto the empty space where you used to be
With a strong, painful pain piercing right through me
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