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  Jun 2018 Lena Sheryl
Isabelle
i touched your soul
and scribbled my name on it
love, you’ll never get lost again
Complicated is,
to be Honest
Compromised is ,
not the Conscience
A simple thought
  May 2018 Lena Sheryl
Traveler
Blessing, I can say
I still have my share
Simultaneously
Curses upon curses
Slowly strip me bare

Beautiful dreams
Mixed in nightmarish themes  
We've all met the dark
With the voiceless scream
No one immune
To this dysfunctional maze
No one gets out alive
Of this breath taking play

Oh but from the heart of a child
It was every bit worthwhile!
Traveler Tim
  May 2018 Lena Sheryl
She Writes
I’d rather write than speak
My pen is always responsive
My ink doesn’t judge my mistakes
My paper doesn’t argue
My lines never cross me
My sentences never disappoint
And my words will never leave me
  May 2018 Lena Sheryl
Naomi
I crawled back to the life I said I was over with.
I drank to the brink of implosion- for them to say I was over it.  
I smoked to end my clear breathing- to say this is living.
I danced to the end of our song- to say we never belonged.
I drove to the end of the night- to say I see a new light.
I dived to the end of the sea- to say I no longer agree.

You never deserved me. My love was too much for you.
love is a broken thing
  May 2018 Lena Sheryl
kim
we met and exchanged hellos,
this was in school,
where we were both awkward,
and both kept secrets from each other

we know each other better now,
but there were still secrets between us,
truth or dare was our solution,
"who made you realise you liked girls?"

i never thought of it,
so i brushed it off
said it was a conversation,
for another day

it's been six months,
i've come to terms with who i am,
you guys know that,
"who made you realise you liked girls?"

you,
the answer is you.
you,
it's always been you.
This isn't very poem-like, but I wanted to share it

(Based on my real life experience)
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