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Natalie R Jun 2014
Dread
That's what we all feel when we think about it
Consistency 
Talking to someone every day
Asking how their day way all the time 
Caring so much 
It's a ******* pain
Right in your ****, not your ******, your ****
Ok some people might like that but you know what I mean
Always caring, always worrying, always wasting 
Wasting time 
With commitment 
The abundance of things you could partake in
If it wasn't for commitment
Maye I'm just a sad and alone loser playing Pokemon all day and no one loves me
This may be my bias
But just think of the
Dread
You get from 
Commitment
Seema Oct 2017
...Ek pal ke andhere mein
Kho jaaon maye.
Ek pal ki khamoshi mein
Sabh kahe jaaon maye.
Ek annkahi baat
Jo dil mei chupi hai,
Is chandani raat mei,
Sabh kuch tere naam
Kar jaaon maye...

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Translated:
In a moment of darkness
Let me be lost within
In a moment of silence
Let me just say it all
Words of my past
Hidden in my heart
In this enchanting moonlight
Let me put everything before you...


©sim
MOUMITA SARKAR Mar 2016
Saturday
21 nov 2015

Zindagi ka har khwaab pure **…
Wo zaruri nahi hota,
Khwaishein hai.. bahut saare.. humarae dil me,
Jo toote khwaab jaise.

Adure khwaab … adure khwaishein jaise,
Jo kabhi kisi ke liye maye ne nahi raheta,
Or shayed mere liye bhi nahi…
Ya dar ne humko rokh rakha hai.
Janjiron ne humko baandh rakhi hai…
Jaane kya pata hum kabhi janjiron se nikal payenge bhi ya nahi…!

Kahete hai waqt hum sabko badal deti hai,
Shayed hume bhi…!
Kya hum kabhi humare toote khwaab…
Khwaishiyon ko puri kar bhi payenge bhi…
Ye fhir… sab aduree hi rahe jayegi…
Ye toh waqt hi humko batayega..!
Jonny Angel May 2014
I'm a pepper ******,
from the mild
to nuclear,
I'll eat them all.

BBQ chicken wings,
roast pork,
baked stork
& tacos,
just pile up the
jalapeños,
ghost pepper,
maye a habanero or two.

All my kin
know how delicious
thay are going down
& how fiery
they are coming out.

But no matter,
I don't care about
the bewares
& shout for more
of those hot
mouth-watering
stemmed
explosive gems.
jonni inferno Feb 2018
herr fayce
obsccurred
a mysterie
tho shadowe-veiled
alle maye see
reflektions of
the daye jusste gonne
or warninge of
tomorrowes storm

softe herr lyghte
for lovers eyes
indifferent to
ourre mortal heartes
yet woven thru
alle ourre lyves
sylvarre moone
bequeathes herr lyghte

brokenne heartes
as dryftwoode laye
'pon these
silent shores
sweppte awaye
'pon sylvarre seas
'neathe
herr crowne
of starrs...
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life got sippin, life got me trippin, its goin down the drain slowly im (tippinX2 )off the wiskey bottle i got in my kitchen and im itchen for a cigarette and im on a ****** mission, im the ******* in the back, goin off the track, tryin to getta grip on myself but id rather relapse, maybe and handle to my face or maye half just so i can sit back relax and laugh, i find it funny when ya talkin game spittin ya flame, how you react when ya ***** getting ****** in the *** and im just livin life **** swag, **** around and come and get smacked, ill smash ya skull i know its brittle like some ******* glass, take another drink na im on fire ***** ill pass,and if think you hire ***** ill rash, and if you battle, il make skelatel system rattle, and im the shepard of this ***** and your just the cattle,
Elle Sep 2016
We're born with hopeful wonder
We're born with tempestuous emotion
We try not to get pulled under
But get swept up in devotion

We get older and chip away
Rust in the sinking water
Trying to hold onto Maye
Always unwillingly slaughter

We mutate to an object inhumane
Excuse it with "It's in our DNA"
Seems like we're all on *******
Have brain damage more every day

We **** each other left and right
Trying to cope and manage
Wrecked brain and no sight
We create collateral damage

So don't say "I'm only human"
Blaming everything except yourself
I think it's time you tune in
And take the book off the shelf

Your eyes are covered by your own hands
What is it you fear?
It's pathetic and sad
You can't see you are your own puppeteer
jeffrey conyers Jan 2013
Secluded, in my room on my time.
I pray to him.
I talk to him.
He gives me time to connect to him.

He listen.
I talk.
It's God and I alone.

No disturbance can break our connection.
And only he can comprehend my feelings.

We can explain it to a spouse.
We can explain it to a lover.
We can explain it to a friend.
Or maye to an associate.
But they wants to offer an opinion.

While God offer me a solution.
And instantly problems are solved.
If we let the message sink within our hearts.

See God doesn't judge me the way people do.
He advises me to the truth.
His judgement is crafted around our decision making.

And my comfort zone.
Is squarely in God and I alone.

He's welcome in my heart.
He's welcome in my home.
And silently accepted in my prayers on the job.

He can't be tempted.
He can't be bribed.
Jesus understood upon the mountain.
Who he wanted to be surrounded by in his solitude.
Sadiya Tahseen Jul 2019
It hurt...
When I love you with
my all,
But you don't have enough
Time to look at me...
What I am going through!!!
It hurt...
When my days and nights
All are yours,
But you don't even care
For me...
What had I lost!!!
I love uh Baabaa,
And I know maye be someone
Can replace me after awhile..
But,
What about me and the
replacement of missing part of yours???
I lost me... Enough me that my
All lost belongs to you!!!
Baabaa...I love you naa...Ur ignorance is hurting me...I wanna say but I can't...afraid to loose uh naa.... What I asked baabaa..Just little time naa...What I begged baabaa... Only ur presence naa..And for that I gave uh  my all... But I even don't deserve that...
Jessica Woodward Dec 2010
You took the best in me
And replaced it with confused scorn.
For everything we built together
Instantaneously became torn.

The person I was before
Is hidden deep within my pain
And i'm finding it difficult
To see the light again.

The loneliness created
By this oversized town
Enables people to become lost;
Forever stuck with a frown.

But the sheer number of people
Promotes ability to forget...
As new friendships blossom
The pain turns to regret.

Maye you were right all along
And my love was in vein.
But this is something I must realise
As I search for completion again.
saige Mar 2018
where did she live?
nobody's sure.

was she nice?
sure, the nice that borders naivety.

did i ever meet her?
maybe once or twice.
but you were far too young, and she was too far gone by then to have remembered.

what was she like?
a lovestruck ghost.
a runaway drunk on stolen scotch and romance novels.

what was his name?
we stopped saying it.
he gave her hell, and then some.

what else did he give her?
envelopes postmarked "Vietnam"
then some from a prison in Vermont.

did she have kids?
yup, your cousins, Amy, Tab and Brandi.
she never knew them, though.

did she miss them?
she wrote songs, then hitchhiked to Nashville.
sang all about those girls of hers, but never really said a thing.

did you miss her?
she wasn't the missing type.
she was always moving, we were always guessing which side of her we were meant to love.

what was her favorite color?
never thought to ask.
but she wore lots of patterns, kinda like a mask, i guess.

what about holiday?
life itself was just one long day in her world.

were her eyes brown like ours?
probably.
but too wide and dim and glazed to spot much resemblance.

do you think she was lonely?
probably not.
she had him to chase, wherever he wound up, whenever she wanted to.

so she really was in love?
since she was thirteen, she claimed.
just a kid, and we told her she was crazy, but she didn't believe us 'til it was too late.

how did she die?
with his name on her lips
biting her tongue until she bled to death.

what was her name, again?
well, she called herself "Lacey Maye."
Odd Odyssey Poet Feb 2018
Drifting away up in space, I'm far too gone,
Shotgun riding as the pilot in my rocket ship carrying me Along.

Or maybe I would prefer to ride the waters of the ocean,
Drift here, drift there, trying to capture every motion.

Sun kisser, Star gazer and moon keeper,
But sometimes a lonely tree in an open forest and night time seeker .
But you can hear me drifting in empty silence and noisy backgrounds,
Pleasing myself in a forest of lost dreams and teasing in empty sounds.
Drift a little more, couple seconds more,
Grab a couple snacks for the long trip from an empty dollar store .


Take a vacation in a town of nowhere,
Drift up and down, till I'm close to getting there.

Maye we could both meet each other at that place,
Rather find it as a strangers case,
But I'm not rushing the feeling, not really in a race.
So time can surely tell,
Am I drifting once again, don't know yet, but I'll just say to you, O'Well.

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