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Glenn Currier Feb 2020
Underneath
the shifting layers of gravel and soil,
the thin crust of busyness
and distractions
are the hours of merging and melting
from our friction and romance,
in other words
the love and trust
that is our bedrock.
esperanza Apr 2018
I feel beautiful and free,
I am finally just me,
Holding on to wrong judgment for far too long
I've been exhausted,
I feel my lungs finally singing songs
The world has been cold and treated me wrong
Reality is such a tease
But I'm where I belong
People see me and I used to be scared
Now I'm comfortable with who I am,
My opinions are valid and strong
People will hate,
But the people who love you are
the people who truly count
Because those people love you for you
and nothing else
No one is perfect
No one is pure
No one chooses what life they have
Your mind and bones are your core
Your outer is your most beautiful disguise
Protect yourself
Because you're truly only the most beautiful butterfly
megan ottinger Feb 2020
desire for you
deep and strong
held tightly
like a child with a kite

stood by with a
soft smile
trust was pushed away
by me?
not entirely

but now i see
the toxicity you bring
no benefits with you

i was
blindsided
by
lies
were you too?
Aa Harvey Feb 2020
Weep


I want my next connection to be my last,
And I want it to be a connection that I know will truly last.
If the connection is lost due to ill-communication breakdown,
I hope in the universe there can be heard its eternal sound.


I want an upgrade on what I have had.
I want the possibility to become a Dad.
I want a woman who joins me in my laughs.
When I write poems for her, I want her to be sad.


Not the feeling; just the illusion.
I want her tears to create confusion.
I will ask why so sad?  She will say they are happy tears.
I will weep with her, for years and years.


(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Aa Harvey Feb 2020
Here


I will be with you through blood sweat and tears.
I will stick to you like note paper for years and years.
When you need someone to listen to, I will be all ears.
When the end comes and I fade away,
I will never truly leave your side; I will never disappear.


(C)2019 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
Max Neumann Feb 2020
within the realm of
trust and mistrust

placelesness
addiciton
rivers of dust
real storys
and fiction

don't get me wrong
i won't be talking long
it's just something else
this world of codes

weak words are spread
it's like butter on bread
it's like longing for fat

don't get me wrong
i won't be talking long
daddy told me: stay strong

but i'm trapped in the land of
placelessness  

get me some rest
get me some rest
get me get me get me
some rest
Today is a good day.


Yotube: Sunshine (Adagio in D Minor)
Fey Feb 2020
(I)

I once had friends,
gathered like pearls on a string.
I kept them with me,
as a bird would
with its pretty wings.
But once they outgrew me,
they all fell apart
and along with them
my fragile heart.

(II)

I heard a nasty sound,
with shaky hands I searched
their presence on the ground.
But they were gone,
already rearranged.
So all I had
was a tattered ribcage.
Frozen in time,
lost in space
a heart with no beat,
just a shallow haze.

(III)

I made friends with words
instead.
Once they were written,
they would all stay in place.
The letters on paper
toneless, they said:
"you are my creator",
to which I replied
"with pleasure.
as long as you are not a traitor."

© fey (16/07/17)
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2020
Only her scarce trust
She saves and is stingy with
Freely spending time
Self explanatory
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