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Nat Lipstadt Mar 19
the wordplay is **** serious,
fools curse us, attacking empathy
for its sensuous to their BS pretensions,
their hypertension sophistry compounds their

selling them selves  as a holy sphere,
begging for attention and the approval
appetizers of meaningless internet
bacchanal celebrating

I invite you in,
where depths surface
asking you to scratch deeper
than the shallows of egoism shoals

long labored to persaude with caution,
careful disclaimers, when you enter
our first encounter, that first most
dangerous embrace, asking you
to tag along inside insights
my intent plain, secrets
displayed with increasing
the leveling tween twice
an armful of hugs

this criticism disturbs my calm,
and so I repeat twice:

grant us the write to share, in our humanity

**grant us the write to share, in our humanity
2/23/25
Immortality Feb 27
Hidden garden,
owns its beauty,
flowers blossom,
our feelings intertwine.

Evening sun
kisses your glow,
deep eyes shine,
your soft smile flow.

Your hand in mine,
I wish forever.
sweet love note hidden in a garden....
maeve Feb 21
us
I remember...
I remember the fights
The bad times
Me being away
You being away
Me crying my heart out in the shower
You being distant
Me behaving like a total *******
You behaving like a total *******
You being jealous
Me being jealous
Us being mad at each other
Us not talking
You screaming and me crying (again)
But I also remember..
I also remember the laughs
The good times
Me next to you, in your arms
You holding me
You telling me that you love me
Us late night talking on the phone
Us hugging
Us doing everything together
Us cuddling on the couch
Us dancing and stumbling over our feet
You waiting for me because my feet hurt while hiking
You kissing my head
Me telling you that you looked really good in that tshirt
You telling me that I looked beautiful
Me saying that I'd die if I ever lost you
You telling me that I'd never lose you, no matter what
But I did
There is no 'Us' anymore
There is just Me and You
Me crying every night in my bed
Me crying in the shower
Me crying while going through our texts
Me crying while listening to your old voice mails
Me crying when I think about you
Me crying because there was no you anymore one day, there was just me
You ignoring me
You cutting me off and ghosting me
You not talking to me
You laughing at me and rolling your eyes when I said something in class
Us not being friends anymore
Us breaking apart
i miss you
Lilith Jan 24
#6
Honestly, I started it.
Oops.
I saw you and I was glued.
Who is that man? So tall, so handsome.
I flirt with just my eyes sometimes, I don't even know I'm doing it.
I knew with you. So did you.
You said I was Gorgeous, and I made you say it.
Pulled it from you with this chocolate skin, perfect lips, cocoa eyes and my perfume.
You were a goner before you even knew.
I'd already had my hooks in you.
Baby, the things I would do.
Hell, I'm 6 poems in and they're all about you.
JA Perkins Jan 26
If I could only
grasp the wind,
perhaps I'd know
how freedom feels
And to find it
once again might
take the blisters
off my heels

For now, I'm lonely -
scratchin' skin
beneath the rags of
where I've been
Tiptoeing around
a broken mind -
afraid of falling in..
Here again
Us
Our spirit’s were created Good and Holy because God who created them is Good and Holy.
Your soul is a collection of character attributes which you picked up along the way of living.
—Timothy Charles Carter
You're losing out again,
Young nephew dying on a hospital bed.
Your whole earth,
Rocked to pieces,
In minutes, just like that.

It scares me,
Just how fast this frail thing,
Life, can fall apart.
For the minute it starts beating,
There's a dagger at the heart.

I've never seen a devil cry,
But even Satan would shed a tear for this.
Free this earth,
From the clutches,
Of undeserving punishment.

Why, what could explain,
Make up for this?
I'm doubting you,
Great Creator,
How could you let this happen?
It seems now more than ever there is more suffering than light. We are slowly dipping below the sun, turning into an abyss of the world we once knew. Alas, even though times are tough, we are humans. A race defined by our uncanny ability to bounce back. We are strong enough to see through the inky pitch of today! I know that there will come a time where we drag ourselves from the trench, but for now the least we can do is keep pushing. Because if we lose faith in a brighter future, we will be victims of our own defeat subject to a world akin to your worst nightmare. I think I speak for all of us today when I say that things could be better. But I am confident they will be soon. Never lose hope, for we are only as good as we let ourselves be. Times will change but it is up to us to make them change and not be blinded by the disastrous things that have been sent our way. Be human, have courage, and don't lose sight of that perfect place. Have a great night everyone, I hope for the sake of all of us that we as a people may rise from the ashes and spread a new wing. Become the Phoenixes of modern Earth, and never back down.
We were given a lovely world
but we trampled it and mashed it
beat it up and trashed it,
nobody else to blame
we did it to ourselves
and it's such a ****** shame,
we can't walk away,
we can't say I quit
we made this awful mess
now we have to live in it
I'm terrified
With the idea
That our undoing
Might become the
Latest addition to my
Vast list of shortcomings
Yesterday my wife said she wants to move out. I know she meant it and I can't say that I blame her, for I wouldn't want to stay married with my current self either. I really hope that I can make her come around. I'm just not sure how.
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