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I’m not asking for someone who looks like a model or has money.
I’m not asking for someone perfect or just subservient and obedient.
I’m not asking for someone super kind hearted or someone perfectly innocent.

(If you cover 7+ of these email me or text.)
I’m looking for someone I can make jokes with and laugh
I’m looking for someone who respects my privacy and is honest
I’m looking for commitment
I’m looking for someone who brightens my world just by walking in the room
I’m looking for someone a little below average
I’m looking for someone smart or artistic (musician or painter or illustrator.)
I’m looking for someone to curl up with by the tv and have long conversations with.
I’m looking for someone with an open mind and that is ok with a little awkward
I’m looking for someone who is ok with someone a little “old fashioned”
I’m looking for a someone who is a little “broken” I like things that aren’t perfect
If you know anyone like that please contact me. I’m looking for someone to give me a reason to look forward in life. If there is anyone like this I’ll have a reason.
Lily Jan 28
Teh
You’d think that after
All this time I’ve spent typing,
That I could spell “the”.
I always type too quickly and then I have to go back through and edit all my "tehs" :)
Pete King Jan 20
I'm not quite sure how I got here,
Or why your stare makes fear feel safe.
It's like you can read the aura of me,
But maybe you just read my face.

You cling on tightly to my hand,
And search for secrets in it's embrace.
But, you'll find no truth in reading my palm,
It's all written upon my face.

I'm not courageous, and nor am I bold.
But hey, at least I've got your hand to hold.
jas Jan 20
my life has been ripped to shreds
my heart has been ripped apart
instead of living
I want to be dead

I want to be rid
of all this guilt

you don't understand
how I feel this way
it's comprised
and you're the delay

I've been broken
and beaten
to the core

its been years
since
I kicked you out the door

yet you're still here
haunting me
I can't find a way to breathe
can you believe
all of the damage you've caused me
in this lifetime

must be a record
when I put it together
if it's not me it's her
I've been hurting too long
been put in the wrong
and it's just too much

can't believe you ripped me to shreds
into tiny pieces
I let you lead me on
all along
so my mistake
wouldn't have it any other way
I'm already gone

shreds
ripped into pieces
none of me is decent
that's left

shreds
youtube instrumental love hate hurt shred ripped apart left no yes hard
Grind you up into portions.
Serve you up to the horde.
What was
temporarily
yours,
will feed
the meat
of
the future seed.
Sure enough
the scene
before the
excited mind,
the silent mouth,
shall
seemingly go
completely
unnoticed
til the matter mounts.
Madison Oct 2018
Not too tall --

Don't want him towering over me

Looking down on me

Humiliating me

In more ways than one.


Eyes should be dark --

Not pale.

Don't want them

Cold, empty, icy

Don't need

A shark-like gaze

To chill me to the bone.


Not too large --

Don't need him to tell me

Just how big and strong and intimidating he is

Can't have him saying

Outright or otherwise

That he could hold me

Or anyone else down.

What else are arms for?


Not too crude --

In fact, I just might want him to talk

Like a woman.

Don't get me wrong --

My vocabulary is colorful enough.

It would be hypocritical to rule out profanity.

But, as soon as you call me or her or him or this or that

'*****'

The bile will surely be climbing my throat.


Not too proud --

Yes, confidence is attractive

But conceit is certainly no match.

I don't care if he thinks he looks good --

I will most likely agree that he does --

But one who can not admit to his mistakes

Let alone answer for them

Is a frightening caricature of humanity.

I am so flawed, love

But my flaws are not the cause of yours.


Not too dense --

Anyone who reads this

Male, female, or other

And calls me a 'man hater'

Or asks what I would think of a man

If he wrote something like this about a woman

Should run along

For that is not what I'm saying

Not at all.


I know what I deserve

And it's just what everyone else should get.

I just believe

That 'do unto others'

Should not die

Once the ring is on the finger

Or the name is on the dotted line.

I just believe

That 'love' should not be bastardized

To mean an unconditional, everlasting loop of

'Whatever you want

Honey.'

Only give what you'd want to get

Only take what you know you need

No matter the giver.

Bestow and accept nothing less

And as much more

As you can manage.


Believe me

I'll keep doing the same

No matter what you say.
Michael Martins Jul 2018
My type is tall,
My type is dark hair-
My type is kind,
My type is brown eyes-

My type is witty with a smile so clean,
A smile so natural, a smile so wide-
Not sure what it was, I must've implied,
But I'm sure of it now, I must firstly confide-
My feelings for you, I need not must hide,
If your name was Bonnie, then I'd be your Clyde
Arcassin B May 2018
By Arcassin Burnham


Don't wanna wake up,
Don't wanna wake up to a crisis,
Don't wanna wake up at all if life gives me
people like this,
Being self-centered is hard when nobody
gravitates,
Your family ignores you,
Your girl aggrivates,
You can't say you love me if you distribute
Hate,
You can't say you love me if I'm a big mistake,
See humans pick up emotions based on
all of the things they've seen and heard
and done over the years so they release
all of that anger and confusion out on you
and your like , what the **** just happened?
Why can't you just whole like the rest of
us?
The body can overcome anything , will
you pray with us?
I'm sorry I'm not what you needed in your life,
It doesn't concern me anymore , I know
what's right.
©abpoetry2018


https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/05/writing-to-type-1.html
Jo Barber May 2018
My type is tall
with dark hair
and dark eyes.

The whisper of ****** hair
on a jaw so square.
Leave the clean-shaven men
for other girls.

Smart and witty,
with music so gritty.
And a smile so sweet and wide.
Not sure what I implied,
but I suppose I'll now confide
that I'd be the Bonnie to your Clyde.
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