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 May 2020 Pluto
Mari
Without warning
the past envelopes my senses
distorted and reconfigured
all still deeply ingrained
when I least expect it to be

These moments make me
realize I'd failed to be human
failed to heal
and I'm terrified
this'll never leave

I can never forget your silhouette
that night and what you'd started
these scars I bare share more
than just stories of you

But as long as I'm breathing
this war within myself
will continue to be fought
 May 2020 Pluto
Zoë
no one
 May 2020 Pluto
Zoë
Here I am sitting in the dark
feelings overwhelming me
listening to the noise of the night
slowly falling apart

No one can hear
No one cares to listen
to the things I'm afraid to say

So much pain
tears falling down my face
told myself to hold on
it will get better they say

No one can feel
No one cares to touch
all the scars that are hurting

So here I am struggeling
World weighting on my shoulders
listening to my silent cry
words caught up in my throat

No one can see
No one cares to open their eyes
to all the sadness behind my smile

So much pain
tears falling down my face
told myself to hold on
it will get better they say

But will it really??
 May 2020 Pluto
Paul Hansford
Have we known each other forever?
Might we have met before,
in another life?  
But where and when,
or how it might have happened,
I cannot know.
And in that other possible world
did we know each other
in good times and bad?

Were we friends?
Good friends?
Possibly lovers?
Or simply strangers,
occupying the same universe,
not knowing each other,
but destined to meet again
in different circumstances?

And shall we go on through time,
meeting and parting
again and again,
with pleasure or regret,
or, most likely, a mixture of the two?

I only know that your eyes,
your smile,
speak to me in a language of their own,
which I hope will continue
while we both exist,
in this world or another.
 May 2020 Pluto
fate nightshade
the mask is broken
my emotions battle for control
no one understands
what I've been hiding
the feelings I've trapped
as if a dam has burst emotions flood my brain
my heart is now my sleeve
lets see how fast they break it
 May 2020 Pluto
Michael Stefan
I stand alone,
A vagrant
Heavy is the silence
Under boughs of spruce and pine,
I bide my time.

I am the winter wolf.
Fanged lupine visage,
Perched atop-
Arctic ridgeline
With desolate winter backdrop

Muscles taught, I wait,
Noses twitch, a smell,
Ears that perk at sound,
A hunger won't be quelled

I am the winter wolf.
And I wait here for you
We all hunger for flesh,
It's true-
In one way or another;
The warmth of a lover,
The antics of a fool,
A wrath to spread to our fellows-
With howl and yell and bellow

I wait here for you
Desiring my lips
Against your warm skin
I crave for but a kiss-
But be wary of my fanged friends
Who have a darker wolven wish
I wanted to play around with an abrupt rhyme scheme in a piece that felt sensual yet dark.  Seductive but slightly violent.  A small feeling of loneliness with a gray and white backdrop.  I hope you enjoyed this piece.
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