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Joey fonseca Feb 2020
I wish that she bothered me
The absence of normal emotion
Gnawing at the very foundation of sanity
I don’t understand
the incapability To care
To feel
To love
Burrowing itself
Ruining everything it touches

It’s not all bad tho
The lack of a **** given makes it easy
Its as if I have one foot out the back door
Searching for a reason
To slip out completely
Being ignored is a good reason for me

out amongst the back yard I roam
Slipping ever so swiftly out the door
through the sweet garden of deception
It’s What lured me in
But looking back now
The flowers are all dead and withered
Patterson Feb 2020
I have finally found it
a single switch to cure all my ailments.
Led by old heartaches whispering new phrases
and ancient fears with different faces.
Wary looks and tired eyes
aching bones and empty rooms
that rend my hopeless heart
and scar it afresh.

"You're not suited for each other"
and "you will fall out of love"
echoes down these dark halls
like an ominous sea
rearing back and baring teeth
before it swallows me whole.
And though I promise to walk away
should it ever be too much to bear,
I know. I know. I know.

I know it in my heart
that I will break with every step that carries me away.

And I am not sure what it is
that I feel anymore
because lost, hopeless, substandard
are the only words I can make out
among the deep ruts in my mind.
Even when I know
that once the words lovely, splendid and beautiful
were written on my skin.

Though I have no way of knowing,
I agonise, I rant and rave.
Could I do it? Would I be brave enough?
To shut down every thing I feel?
So, shortly after I confessed my feelings to the girl I liked, the entire household was fighting over the relationship. And my best friend gave me a long talk on how the two of us weren't suited for each other, even when we'd just started sneaking around and writing letters like Rosalind and Juliet. The next morning I woke up in an awful daze and spewed poetry.
Poetoftheway Feb 2020
Love Letters to & between Men

are composition easy, the components, blunt edged,
declarations of affection, without affectation

verses but not stanzas, are all that required,
homer direct, no fanciful piping, no trimming needed

your strength, character, manly wistfulness,
gives me leave to grasp your shoulders all about

no feverish whispers, no cloaked hush, delicately interfering,
only an “I love you man,” a simple declarative compositional

firmly pronounced, eye to eye, hand to shoulder embraces,
acknowledged with crinkly eyed smile, met with a summarizing

“me too.”



2/12/2020
2:25am
Ethan Feb 2020
For some people Valentine's day is so meaningful and full of love. For others it's full of disgust and unlove. For me it's a bit of both. It's just been another year full of growth. Past few years I've had no one to celebrate it with. It's all been a big myth. In the next few years I just want someone special on that day.  I'll even take them out to a cafe.
I know love and unlove are close to the same word but it's ok.
Abimael Feb 2020
As lust to Dust.
I dust your "flor".
Through the smell for a naive,
the skin, call to thee.
For me, is the desire to love in deep.
Where roses become eccentric.
And your eyes my entity.
Hollow space fueled this one. Hope to meet her, one day.
Àŧùl Feb 2020
I want to sit with you,
While you read my novel,
Or my poems,
Or listen to me singing,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to entice you,
With the words,
Of my romance,
Of my purity,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to ****** you,
While you are near me,
On my bed,
On my mind,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to relax you,
With a massage,
On your chair,
On your command,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to entertain you,
With my songs and massage,
In your beautiful ears,
On your tired shoulders,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to admire you,
With my adoring gaze,
On your shaky self,
On your unsure eyes,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...

I want to complete you,
With all my pieces,
In your body,
In your soul,
Coz it's only words,
And words are all I have,
To take your heart away...
Credits to the song, "Words"
My HP Poem #1825
©Atul Kaushal
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