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C Conner Sep 2020
Floating above the fallen colors
Your fragrance mixes with the
Sweet decay of discarded leaves -
Forgotten.
An aroma blending perfectly
You are a blooming flower
Standing tall
Despite your desperate hours -
A honest friend.
For daylight slides off you
Warming my eyes away from fall -
Natures mascara.
Moonlight glows from within
Calling for an end to autumn.
Not many are allowed this close
As you have come and I feel vulnerable
because you can read my weaknesses
Which are scattered about like
Crumpled paper on the floor -
Discarded lines of bad poetry.
I want to forget them
If I could just change some
Lines.
Jada Sep 2020
A heart symbol doesn't count  

There's no love in that  

I want your real response  

How did you react?  



I shared my poem with you, took a real risk

Opened up my soul, received no closure for it

I don't want to have to beg you not to be brisk

But like bruh please use your words

My fragile soul craves this
I shared a poem with one of my peeps, but they didn't respond, so I wrote a poem about them not responding to my poem.
Kelly Mistry Sep 2020
Vulnerability is
                            Strength
                           ­ Source of power
                            Seed of change

By tearing down my walls
I invite you
To lower yours
Meet me on the field of ugly truths and lofty dreams

I didn't always see
Didn't always know

To be vulnerable
To speak truth
To share my ugliness and confusion
Gave me power

As I expose each truth to the light
They lose their hold
Guilt retreats
Shame seeps away
New growth can take hold

It is what it is
I am what I am
Exposed for all to see

The truth will set you free

Trite
        but accurate

What they don't tell you
Is that
Your truth

Can set others free too
Veritia Venandi Sep 2020
She had a deep ocean for a mind...

And a gold chest for a heart...

Maybe that is why she was built of mahogany...

To withstand the lightning strikes of envious eyes...!
Just something short!
*Mahogany is often considered the wood of protection. Legend has it that it can even withstand lightning!
Thanks for reading this! ❣
milaine Aug 2020
Feelings,
they can **** everything up.
Whether they're good or bad
if you cant control them,
they'll always be bad.
They'll find a way to make
someone look too weak, or
too vulnerable, or too strong.
In a world where we're not given
the space to be too anything.
Here, being balanced is key,
or so we're told.
And what that statement does
to someone like me who feels
everything so profoundly is:
it makes us numb.
Numb to sadness & numb to happiness.
It doesn't allow us to
feel anything to the full extent;
leading us to eventually become
emotionally unavailable.
Robots.
Heartless.
All because we've been taught
to look for balance
where balance doesn't exist.
Jacob Lyons Aug 2020
No, the drinking ain’t a social thing
Considering the silence is defining
So keep pressing my mind for a bell ring
Whatever the hell that really means
Fit another dose into the schedule
Right up until it’s consumed my soul
Stuffed mouth ‘til it hurts when I’m full
All syllables, the argument controlled
Khyati Aug 2020
Have you ever choked, while crying?
Well, I have, everyone has........ maybe
But what if it isn't the tears
choking you down to death
What if its actually your soul
resisting anymore hurting
Or, what if its actually the fear
The fear of vulnerability
The fear of ending up helpless
Yeah! that's my and maybe everyone's mightiest fear
But what if it's certain
that we all have to go through the worst times
And what if it's certain too
that we'll get better, one day
But what if it's not
What if nothing is certain
And you may have to go through the worst
before that "better" actually comes.

What if everything is just an illusion
and you are the illusionist
Illusionist of your own fears and what ifs
.
Well just some intense writing up there...Think about it, as in, feel those words.
Kashish Lahrani Aug 2020
If while unveiling my vulnerability,
I collapse into smithereens
Will you hug me tight enough,
To help my broken pieces stick back together?
 
If while wearing a fake smile,
And dissembling my true emotions
Will you try and understand what I feel?
Will you not compel me, to not be me?
 
If while being veracious to me,
I fall in love with you
Will you fall in love with me too?
Will you not leave me, like others eventually do?
Jaida Jul 2020
Honestly, I'm feeling a little blue
At least I know my feelings were true.
But you sat there and made me choose between my morals and you.
And in the end you came out victorious,
while i'm the one feeling *******.
And though it's what I wanted from the beginning,
the saddest part is
I learned the real you ...
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