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 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
eileen
we're all so worthless
you know it

you're everchanging
not so everlasting

throwing cigarettes on your bedroom floor
you're so numb you can't feel the cold

where's the ceiling
always falling to the floor

there's just something
special about you

can't figure it out
I get chills

I want to look like you
move like you do

visions and side effects
I know you will break my heart first
but I can break it twice
 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
Eshwara Prasad
When the mind is unmindful of itself, Life appears to be a dream devoid of characters.
 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
Eshwara Prasad
When you opt to walk alone, 
even trees won't give you company.
 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
Eshwara Prasad
Terrestrial centred talks.
Words flowed uncontrollably from
voice chords that are dripping wet.
All of the words were gathered by the extended earlobes.
Life revolved around tales fabricated from dubious facts.
I'm not rich
Nor pinch penny poor
I have gold in my thoughts
I have silvery shining struts

You can't have what I don't have
You can't give me what I don't need

I can't be crazy
You said I lost my mind
If I'm so lazy
Why am I always moving around

Time is money
Money is time
What a bipolar truth

My cup runneth over with nothing
You can't have anything utill you have nothing to lose

Hey Brother !
Can you spare me a dime and I will repay you with time ?
No time to Shilly or to Shally.
No time to Dilly or to Dally.
If all you’ve got is Tittle-tattle
I’ll just up and go Skedaddle.

Got no time for Hugger-Mugger
Won’t put up with Argy-bargy
Rigamarole will have to go
Outside to eat yellow snow.
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 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
Richard Smith
Why is there fighting
When we are all one race
Can we not sit together
And talk face to face
Though we may all look different
Our hearts beat the same
So why is there fighting
And looking to blame
 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
sandra wyllie
like pelting hail
till I had bumps
raised as braille
and he danced all over them
using his finger as a pen

He hit me
like a flying dart
pierced the bullseye
I, his mark
on his first throw
had me from the go

He hit me
like a bombing blizzard
billowing white dust
blinding me with every gust
till I was swimming in the soup
and then he flew the coop

He hit me
like quicksand
putty in his hand
as I moved
he would expand
and held me tight
into his chambers
and let me sink
like we were strangers
 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
My Dear Poet
When you first fail,
you learn to fear

When you fear,
you continue to fail

When you fear to fail,
you learn nothing

When you fail to fear,
you’ve learned everything.
 Feb 2022 Zoe Mae
Carlo C Gomez
~
Cold cold heart
Frozen plumage
Like a peacock
Her ladyship
In the campfire light
Skating about the pond
Of her own vanity

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