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Dustin Dean Mar 2018
No need for dark cemeteries
In that hardened mind of yours
For I’ll meet you on the estuary
Very soon, bright and blue

So be still, like the river ahead
But run deep from troubles
When they call your name
With fervent enthusiasm
Like the burning sunset
Which we all yearn to meet
Subconsciously

So be free, like a bee to be
And fly high from sorrow
When they curse your name
Until we meet on the estuary
Very soon, bright and blue
Triciah Nadine Mar 2018
I was busy running away from pain,
That I forgot to see my lads soaking wet from painful rain,
I run, run, and didn’t look back.
That made the rain even worst and made a terrible crack.
I closed the door for the pain not to enter.
But forgot about the people who are my center,
I was too selfish for thinking about my own heart.
I was busy saving myself that people started to depart.
I was saving myself, yes!
But made a painful and terrible mess,
I didn't know how to handle it all,
I was trapped in my own dark whole.
Ineffable Soul Mar 2018
Trouble
Uncovering honest words to write
Buried
Deep down inside
Far from reach far from sight
Triciah Nadine Mar 2018
I thought it's true,
All the things I knew.
The words that came from you.
What a trouble I put myself into.
Randomly made
Pornika Ganguly Mar 2018
Thou pierce thyself with thy dagger,

Moans of pain and anguish resound,

Thy comely grace reduced to a stagger

Splatter’d with glistens of blue blood embrowned



Thy fair brow quivers in disdain,

As thy firm resolves shake

All lies in naught and vain,

Akin to the incessant drops in thy wake;



‘Tis not an assay to summon the morrow

Nor honey to the swarming bees

An imperial flight for thy sorrow

Destined to traverse the impenetrable seas;



Perchance someday the ship shall capsize,

Beneath it shall be buried all the truth and lies.
hannah Mar 2018
I knew as soon as I seen you I was in trouble.You held a shotgun and a smile. How was I supposed to run away from You, when all I want to do was run towards you?
How am I supposed to hide from the one thing I want to keep close by me? How was I supposed to fight you, when I couldn't even stand to see you hurt? I stand there as you smile and then I understand this is what  you want from me.
If my death is all I have to offer you, then who am I to complain if you take it. After all they say that death is the sweetest when one is with their love one during the last moments.
When you tell someone that you would take a bullet for them, that still counts if they are the ones behind the gun.
Mama earth Mar 2018
Flying Falcons                              
  Caught in Talons
-Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment
rosecoloredpoet Mar 2018
Ever since childhood I hated uncertainty
and I was scared of every little change that has happend
Even if it was something minor I sudenly felt different

But even though changes are terrifying they are necessary for us to grow
We have to step out of our comfortable bubble
In the end it teaches us that we are unbreakable

So I am walking through the paths of life
terrified but feeling alive
Rəhman JA Feb 2018
She's cause of my tears,
All my smiles
All my regrets
And all my life.

Her smile is divine,
Her eyes are like a sun.
But she's not smile to me,
She doesn't looking me.

Her hairs is waterfall,
Her voice is the music.
But i can't comb them,
She doesn't talk with me.

Her face is perfect,
Her dreams are so big.
But i can't see it,
And i'm not in these dreams.

Hey stranger,can you **** me?
Can you bury me
Cause i can't see her.
Hey stranger,can you fill me?
With the love
Cause i have no more.

I'll wait
Cause i still have a hope.
I'll wait
Or i have also suicide rope.

I'm so tired from asking,
Why....
Why?
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