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memoona kazmi Feb 2019
she has many layers rapped around her
you must peel every layer ,
to reach her heart,
don't skip that part,
skipping will tear her apart,
love her every part,
heal her every scar...
Jeffery Prosser Feb 2019

Alone standing in canvas
Painted, and painted over;
they have made me their
simpatico play toys.

My flesh tender from
their eraser burn embers.
Heart diluted from
their white washed tears.

I shouldn't spill my ink
across the pages,
knowing that these masterpieces
are just temporary stages.

They'll toss me limply
into my disorganized pen collection,
after they have robbed me of my
poetic affections.

No one should spill
their tempestuous monologues
to people without the same sincerity,
because it can **** them.
At least, it's been killing me.
Shruti Dadhich Feb 2019
She walks in proud,
With her neck high,
                Just like a mountain peak...

She walks swiftly,
Just like the waves,
Taking away many hearts,
With her heartbeat going up-&-down,
             Hiding it from all others that
                                         she's weak...

She,
The one known for proud,
Is the one filled inside with insecurities & doubt!
She,
The one notorious for proud,
In loneliness cries aloud!
She,
The one who is said the definition of beauty,
     & idol of proud,
Just wear the mask of being happy,
She hides her ugliness inside,

She,
The one who's thought to be the mistress of proud,
Is filled up with insecurities & doubt,

She,
The one surrounded by a thousand friends,
Is the one who cries every moment,
But to be happy she always pretends...

She,
The Princess of silence,
Holds the volcanoes inside...
People aren't always what they appear... There are people who need you, but will never tell....
Alxe Feb 2019
I’m fine
There’s just a choir in my head
Screaming not singing
At a girl, a child
Screaming help
Someone help
Me
I said I’m fine
angsty_teen sad depressed suppressed feelings
Red Feb 2019
I collect ill-fitting prescriptions
suffering from a hollowed out heart
morse code thoughts drowned in encryption
doctors pull my nervous system apart

they can't find a cure so they try true loves kiss
they package him in an orange pill bottle
bite-sized pieces of pure chemical bliss
I take a handful of shortlived lust and gobble

these synthetic feelings stuff me momentarily
I can't digest them so they absorb me instead
blood boiling until I'm filled with transparency
first I'm empty, then I'm bursting, then I'm dead.
they say love is the cure, yet every time I dig for that feeling I just find myself in a deeper hole.
Taylor - Sweety Jan 2019
I promise that I will always be there for you..
when you are tired, I will kiss your eyes to fix your weariness..
when you are sad, I will be a clown that will make you laugh
when you are mad, I will wrap you around in my arms and soothe you
when you are lost, I will not rest till I get you back..
when you are happy, I will share your joy..
I will not leave your hand in life's ebb and tides..
I promise that I will always be there for you...
Patty P Jan 2019
scars on her body.
skin isn't clear,
stretch marks,
discoloring,
roaming eyes, they peer,
it's not perfect.
still, she covers up,
layers of clothes,
to hide away the imperfections
that many other girls
show off in mid-sections.

black veils
black everything,
so they won't know.
years of years of self inflicted damage
don't worry sweetie cover it up with a bow.
As a women, learning to value, care, and love yourself, is a must!
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