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Josiah Bates Oct 2019
I do not approve of what they do,
Yet I love them         just the same.

I cannot accept what they think and say,
But I accept them          for who they are.

They hurt the people that I love the most,
And I hurt                to forgive them again

If they were you, they'd be easier to love.
Yet I am the source                of the blame.
emru Oct 2019
it's your time to shine
this probably won't send shivers
down your spine but
i hope,
i hope,
it'll make you think twice
about life
Masha Yurkevich Oct 2019


How can you tell what's on
your heart?

What is the most important thing
that you think about?


The last thought you have before going to sleep

and

the first thought you have when you
wake up.


Just quickly wrote this down before bed because it wouldn't stop bothering me.
emru Oct 2019
should people think or just live their life?
Susan Nishimoto Sep 2019
Imagine my arms wrapped around you, holding you tight.
My lips kissing your forehead, and my hand gently touching the side
of your face.

You feel my touch and the warmth it gives you.
You smile when I say the words,"I love you."

I'll comfort you and stay by your side forever.
I'll never leave you, so please stay with me forever.

When you think of me, remember all the times that we shared
together.
When you look at me, remember that we were always meant to be
together.
ranveer joshua Sep 2019
a poem a day keeps the doc away
for it makes me happy
it makes me sad
it makes me think
it makes me mad
it makes me...

it
makes
me
woke up 12 am just to write this down
Today is fine;
Good, even.
Notice.
The tiniest disturbance.

Why.

I don't like this.

A hole, torn in your existence.
Begin the singularity,
Engulfing.
Tiny Upset,
thought about,
more and more.
Becometh the raging storm.
Longer I stare,
Surround my consciousness.

Now,
everything is black.

I can't see.
I can't breathe.
My heart hurts.

We are.
Reflections of the wrong.
Exponentiate the entropy of thought.

Today is fine.
Not really.
This.
is.
Anxiety.
mariompoetry Sep 2019
War
Man’s war will continue
As long as we teach our children
To be afraid of themselves.
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