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 Jan 2017 uzzi obinna
Mya
The flaw from yesterday
Is not the flaw of today
Today's flaw is the fact
That I believed I was flawed yesterday
 Jan 2017 uzzi obinna
Feliz G
Self-confident, you say, is what I need to be,
But it's what that caused this catastrophe.
Open you're eyes, tell me what you see,
Whoops, you messed up, look what you did to me.
Gosh, self-confidence surely helped me throughout the year! Making friends, earning trust, it's just the best! Maybe better if I would shut up!
 Jan 2017 uzzi obinna
AD Snail
Masks
 Jan 2017 uzzi obinna
AD Snail
Slowly losing control,
Strings tugging away at my soul,
My mind is hazy.

These masks are my sanctuary,
Even though they make me feel like a liar.

I am no good at anything; useless.
So I put on a new mask everyday,
To cover up my mistakes from yesterday.  

Hold your breath,
Let your heart grow hazy and hollow,
Forget what your purpose is.

You are just another masked being,
Ready to dive in deep of your own mortality.
Losing your true identity to all of those masks.

Slowly losing control,
Letting everything go.
As you let yourself go, and the masks take control.
 Jan 2017 uzzi obinna
JWolfeB
He told her

It is the beauty on the inside that counts

Her response

Then why do my insides continue to find themselves in the wrong place
Lifted into white porcelain gods
Asking anyone to compliment my withered self
Please make love to me
Tell me I am better than the acid on my tongue
The regret powering my mind as I struggle down my dinner
Inside is where I find these thoughts
Thoughts powering my actions
Into a spiraling pit of self loathing
Tell me I am pretty one more time
And I will show you my insides to prove it
Bulimia is gnarly and all too often hidden under the facade of everyday life.
 Jan 2017 uzzi obinna
Mona
For Once
 Jan 2017 uzzi obinna
Mona
Darling, if only for once,
Let me breathe into your fog,
Clear it with my forearm,
Make a poem out of your wrongs.

For once, let me meet your am's, 
The earthquakes of your dreams,
I'll lean my head on your shoulder,
And let our demons come clean.

Invite me into the forest of your thoughts,
We'll find on oak tree to hide behind,
Confess how you want to run,
Before the sun of sanity sets in your mind.

If only for once, exclude me of your rules,
Let me read all your unspoken's,
I promise to be the granules of sand,
That mend your glass house when it's broken.

And when you open your gates,
I'll remember to fetch a pencil with me,
To sketch yourself in my eyes,
And hang on every wall the image I see.

Time with you has made me learn,
Never to ask for much,
So with no hope nor expectations,
I ask you to let me in for once.*

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4/3/2016
These double doors are my eyes that see into peoples' lives
the end of a neon bright hallway, surgically clean
a lone traveller drags her life by the handle
here at an obscure hour while others sleep

I wonder if it's necessary that she leave?
She seems so removed from the furrowed brow
ticking watch business-man beside her
Watch the time. A missed flight. The world unfamiliar.

The agitated jitter of a lady puzzles me,
why does she cry? what is she leaving behind?
where will she go?
the airport departure lounge
purgatory
for a travelling soul.
A poem written from a prompt from class to write a 'persona poem'.
Love the wife of Loyalty stands with her husband's arms wrapped around her and her arms wrapped around him in an warming embrace.  Loyalty looked into the eyes of Love and said

"My beautiful, beautiful, wife you filled my heart with joy by becoming my wife.  My world revolves around you.  I will always be there for you.  I will stand by your side and help you chase after your dreams.  I will protect you from all threats."

Love gave Loyalty a squeeze and said

"I too will stand by your side and help you chase after your dreams.  I will be there for you in your time of need or when ever you just want me by your side."

Love and Loyalty looked into each other's eyes and began to kiss.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum
I come from a place
Where reality's a dream
We sleepwalk awake
Silent are the screams

Uncertainty is certain
Lies are absolute
Destruction just creates
The vital and minute

Consciously unaware
Of our intended mistakes
Reminded to forget
That giving only takes

I come from a place
Where eyes never see
Through the mists of illusion
Surrounding you and me
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