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 Sep 2018 Michaela
Nikole L
One day I woke up
The fire is gone
the lights are out
I can't talk to anyone

One day I woke up.
The world told me I wasn't good enough
all those years of hard work
I thought I was tough

One day I woke up.
The dreams I had for years
was killed by serpents in my head
I looked down at my dream's graveyard in tears

One day I woke up.
Worthless like an empty bookshelf
I can't dream anymore
I don't want to fool myself

One day I woke up.
Uncertain of the road to take
Staring blankly at the ceiling
I can't get up.

One day, I don't want to wake up.
I let go of the dreams
I let my demons win
I quit.
 Apr 2018 Michaela
Isaiah Abarra
I've faced my most terrifying fears
and let go of people I held dear
escaped in the brink of death
conquered sleep paralysis
rejected every stupid existing fad
left my ghosts from the past
passed my worst subjects and
passed everything
But I couldn't seem to handle
A SLOW INTERNET CONNECTION

I tell my problem
the operators just roll their eyes
more than a thousand peso every month
and freaking 1mbp/s everytime
I've never tasted the quick internet connection
but you can't say that this is okay
until you watch live stream online

Slow internet...
The lan is tough ahead
the rules of survival lags
the PC hangs
Can't you give us the quality we deserve
also no, to the Telepad
they're being greedy and they know it

Everyone thinks i'm just impatient
Just cause it's true
doesn't mean that it's right
so sit down on the desk
and open that PC
let me show you what it's like
to use a computer with
A SLOW INTERNET CONNECTION

the Youtube has never gave me a video with 720p
downloading movies takes forever to take
and the facebooks works like ****
but it goes fats when I restart
ain't nobody got time for that
 Apr 2018 Michaela
Isaiah Abarra
Bridge bridge, I burn bridges
bridges burn when I burn bridges
no second thoughts when I burn bridges
I burn bridges

baby backbone is not a blessing
breaking, buckling mouth bubbling
being blissful is alarming
when you bumble words that breaking
hearts of people with words are blasting
boisterous big time opposite of blooming
relationships and hate is booming

List? yes I have a list
of all the people I dismissed
like a loser I have never missed
losing people that I left ******
I have issues.

people I ****** is a variety
white, black, yellow or pinkish
they are annoying and perfectish
some are perfect polish
some came from a weird fetish

so do not go near me, don't you dare
I cannot maintain things and always care
I change easily before you're aware
and put a hole in your heart that was never there

but some say I can be kind or smart
and lift your spirits and your heart
talk about science, music and art
put me together, I've always been apart
Her torch reflecting and piercing eyes, wise
and watching-over forever. From my
vanishing smoky glare, pine, eyes. Do I
dare to go closer? Her beauty scares me,
Aura, dipped, angel-like and majestic.
My soul pushes for a spontaneous
outburst of a romantic daring. Her wisdom,
something admire, even outside poetry.
Thoughts scattered and departed from me,
and it’s too late, she’s burnt in my memory.
I contemplate the future, will it bring me to
tears, to write with my tragic hands poetry
of regret? I spoke up. She moved closer
how
bout
now


what kiss was this
that my shadow
resists
there
is
no
resistance


her matters grew thick
my eyes felt her
from
underneath

her lips on me
my lips
on
her


her *******
more
*****

they sing to me
squeezing
her
*******

she is my symphony
closer than
breath
she
is




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...
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hault
no
hurry
run with words


in
your
mouth
...
 Jan 2018 Michaela
Raven Frost
Our young love is a perfect flower
Pressed between the pages of a book
You can take it out and you can remember
How sweet the scent was with a simple look

Put it back
Don't be sad
Everything falls prey to time

You and I are sitting in the glade
Where our flower once blossomed and died
Did you feel the ground shake when the roots took shape
Or did you still mourn the flower and cried?

Feel the bark
Lift you eyes
See our love against the sky
#poetry #poem #love #marriage
 Sep 2017 Michaela
Adam Holmstrom
I'll hold on in my sleep
I'll hold on when I'm awake
journey etched in many grains of sand
and I can't forget it because
you cast a tornado to blitz my window
as if I understood your symbolism
of little grains of sand that you told me
each one is more than its appearance
as its apparent you're at peace with this desert climate
while you told me it's best to dig deeper
because there's so much I'll never
comprehend like each piece of you is a grain of sand
So I'll hold on in my sleep
I'll hold on when I'm awake
because I'll never let your little grain of sand drift away.
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