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 Dec 2014 Tark Wain
Oscar Tarango
the shot didn't work
noticed to late
cities  empty
hospitals locked
99% dead 1% infected
the world belongs to the dammed and the dead
every sign that we where hear
no reson to miss us
 Dec 2014 Tark Wain
Zedler
Do not treat education as business.
They’re making millions off children
who reside in subsidized housing.

They're making millions off children
who ask mother "what's for dinner?"
even though it's 10:00 pm
and the lack of food in their stomach
has given them a hint as to what the answer is.

They’re making millions off children
who’ll end up dead or in jail before they’re 18.
If you don’t care or if you’re okay with that,
then just keep quiet.

Keep your opinions to yourself.
We’re all entitled to our own.
Quite frankly, I am not offended.
All I ask is that you don’t tell me
it's wrong to want change.

The education system in this country
is bound to fail many, but that does not mean
that I have to as well.
Do not tell me I can't cause change.
 Dec 2014 Tark Wain
VANESSA
Layed Bare
******* everywhere
staring in fear
feeling my tears
Oh My Lady *******
you've gone to far
deep into your soul
cold Lips ****** nose
death is now yours.
Feelings
A year ago I didn't think I would write our love poem.
A year ago I didn't think I would write our breakup poem.
A year ago I didn't think I would know you.
A year ago I didn't think I would forget you.
I just wrote a poem titled one year ago 1 thinking I would continue it into a series. Well here I am doing it. They are short things about last year exactly to the date. So enjoy!
I woke up in a pool of blood
I tried to **** myself again
oh tragic dark lord
you know you never die

Yet I dream.. one day
one day I will finish myself
I must make it
so ****** tragic

My want of the night
my last of the dark
tragic poet
tragic life

Assassin you
with ****** to you intent
master of nothing
lord apart of worldless wonders

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Getting drunk is a hobby
Taking shots a game
Forgetting everything
Including my name
Tequila and *****
And wine or ***
Drink it all
Till I come undone.

He asked me to stop
I promised to
Little does he know
I can drink for two
I down it
I take it in
Drink it all
This game I'll win.

I love the way
It makes me lose my mind
The feeling in my body gone
I have no need to be kind.
I feel nothing
Just like i always asked for
Honestly getting drunk
Has opened a new door.
Yes I'm drunk, but how do you feel when your drunk?
 Nov 2014 Tark Wain
Chloë Fuller
I dream about you every night
Baby
Love
I remember the way your unshaven cheek used to hurt my chin
We would kiss so deeply that it felt like we are fused
Your name rings through my head at 3 am when I wake up sweating
God
You are such a beautiful ghost now
Thank you for remaining in my dreams
At least you didn't abandon me there
My tongue is still poisoned by moaning your name over and over
Oh love
I wish it was two years ago and you still found me magical
Nothing measures up to us
Wherever you are though
God
I hope you're happy
You were so beautiful when you smiled
I try not to miss you
It's hard when no one cares
You were the hero I wanted
I'm sorry it took me so long to realize
Wasting my emotions on empty vessels
On ones who don't appreciate my love
You were then, now, and enternity.
Please don't stop visiting my dreams.
We get along well in there.
I miss you when I feel alone.
I had words here before
They were just ramblings really
But still, they were more

I had words here
But why not just pretend they were never there
Why not rid myself of another fear

I had words, but they were put down, laid to waste
I had words, but they were disgraced
I had words, but they were erased
it is that time of year,

it comes and goes

in waves they say.

unannounced, this is the memory,

physical and mental,

if that wordis is politically allowed

these days. in disorder,  subconcious,

tide rising , lifting **** .

once realised, that it is time

again, settle back in to the season.

be known that i cannot keep things alive,

i have no power, no means of identification.

i cannot save you.

we are the living ones,

guilt and trouble feel,

this a work ongoing.

sbm.
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