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 76° 
Karen
Soft grace from darkness
Murky pond a lotus buds
Snow begins to fall
Haiku
 72° 
David P Carroll
My heart beats just for you and
Lord Jesus Christ knows its true and

Your gentle smile a warm and sunny ray
Brightens my world in every single way

And I'm thinking about you today
And I'm smiling away and

Like stars above that shimmer in the night
Your presence fills my world with pure delight and

A melody so sweet your voice I hear
Whispering love banishing all my fears

And my soul finds solace in your sway
I think about you every day and

In your warm embrace
I find my safe domain
Where joy and peace eternally remain

And with every breath
I take my love for you takes flight
Two little doves kissing
In the morning sunlight and

Your eyes a window to a loving soul
Making me complete making me whole

And the Lord Jesus Christ knows
I'm thinking about you

And my feelings are so true and
My endless love for you will stay pure

Like summer breeze your tender touch I crave of I'm thinking about you and
A love so deep beyond the silent grave

My darling love my everything my friend
Our beautiful journey hand in hand will never end.
True Love ❤️ 😍 💖
the soul
belongs
to the whole
 62° 
heidi
Seven tons of dirt,
buried six feet beneath you,
I crawl through your thoughts.
 60° 
Morgan Zslnka
I don't want to leave you
Like they said I would
For failing your mission
But she wants to challenge you.

She rises up,
Sweat from the eyebrow
Dirt on the knees
Fingers callased

She comes for the soul
Piercing at a fragile ego
Leaving you weak or
Submitting to a man
Have you met the sisters
 59° 
Pouya
All alone
by the noon,
softly humming
an old tune.

Eyes that drift
toward the moon,
air is still,
a bit too cool.

No more tools,
just quiet bloom—
a soul unfolding
in its room.
 54° 
Joginder Singh
परीक्षा सिर पर हो ,
अधूरी रह जाए तैयारी
यह स्वाभाविक है कि
अक्ल जाती मारी।
ऐसी नौबत क्यों आई ?
इस बाबत भी
कभी सोच मेरे भाई।
आदमी में
एक अवगुण है
टाल मटोल करने का।
यही अवगुण
यथा समय परिश्रम करने से
रोकता है
और परीक्षा सिर पर
आने पर
विचलित कर देता है।
आत्मविश्वास को तोड़
भीतर पछतावा भरता है।
अब क्या हो सकता है ?
अच्छा रहेगा
टाल मटोल की प्रवृत्ति पर
रोक लगाई जाए।
समय रहते
अपनी ऊर्जा और शक्ति
परीक्षा को ध्यान में रखकर
केन्द्रित की जाए।
हड़बड़ी और गड़बड़ी से
बचा जाए।
टाल मटोल करने से
सदैव बचा जाए
ताकि  परीक्षा ढंग से दे
सफल हो सकें !
चिंता को
स्वयं से दूर रख सकें !!
जीवन में आगे बढ़ सकें !!
०८/०५/२०२५.
 53° 
Lance Remir
I would give up
The world, my life
My soul, my heart
Give everything up for you
But the only thing
You will give up on
Is me
 52° 
Kalliope
I'll miss the softness
While I settle back into rage
Ill return to stand-offish,
At least you're free from my cage
My mind is a prison,
Fit for no one but me,
I thought you could live in,
But here you go,
Take the key
 50° 
Meagain
We sat by the river, side by side,
Birdsong mingling with the warm spring tide.
Far from the world, from judgment and noise,
We shared simple peace, needing no voice.

You looked at me, your eyes kind and gentle,
In that moment, the world was lost to my mind.
Years apart, they say love must have limits
But in your eyes, no rules were discovered.

We were both grown, both hearts awake
But there came rumors behind us, weighted in the air.
They saw your youth, your years to be,
Not the bond we shared or the tears we wept.

Let them talk, let them speak,
What we feel does not require a name.
For at that time, by the gentle stream,
You and I were but a common dream.
 45° 
Alice-Jules-Noah
a lost soul
always on the move
without a destination
being nowhere and everywhere
Longing for change
also for consistency
a soul ready for change
ready to move to a new city
 43° 
Nolan Bucsis
I don't mean to.
But I can't care about anyone I hurt.

The broken hearts.
The let downs.
The impossible to remember intimate moments.
The love.
The promises of safety and permanence.

It all means nothing to me.
Just time.
And distance.

Ensconced in right now.
 43° 
Amanda
BPD
I want to believe in steady things,
but even my own reflection changes
when I look too long.
Are you here?
Do you love me?
Will you stay?
I ask without asking,
watching for the answer
in the way your hands move,
the way your breath hesitates before a word.

I know I feel too much,
ask too much,
but the silence between us is louder
than anything I could say.
So I fill it.
With words, with fear, with love—
all spilling over,
all too much,
all at once.

And still, I wonder, if it’s enough.
 42° 
lia
I say I’m fine,
It’s just easier that way,
No questions asked,
No truth to betray.

I smile and nod,
While I’m breaking inside,
Too scared to speak,
So I run and hide.

I’m tired of lying,
Tired of pain,
Wishing this silence
Would wash away like rain.
I can’t keep it in anymore and I know it. But I just can’t speak out the words.
 42° 
Mike Hauser
Pardon me, please
While I sneeze out some lines
About these allergies
That have put a halt to my life

They’ve got my eyes running
Same as my nose
Whether I'm out here flat-footed
Or over there on tippy toes

I find it hard to breathe
With this pollen floating around
Beaten up in this brutal fight
Daily down for the count

My eyes itch so bad
Driving me over the edge
To where I could take a garden rake
And scratch them out of my head

Downing fistfuls of Zyrtec
Like they're going out of style
These allergies are not done yet
On this there's little doubt

That my head is beyond stuffed
To where my ears can barely hear
I would not be lying to say I've had enough
Of the pollen count this year
Wrote this with my friend and forever poet partner in crime, Madison Coleman ♥️
 42° 
Amulya Sharma
Waiting for you is the least expected thing for me. But right now, that's what I'm doing.
So desperate to let myself soak in your presence filled with heartfelt feelings.
Let your eyes find my eyes deep inside. Let your raw breath be the breath I feel. Let your moustache be the reason for the pain of my philtrum.
Let your soft lips caress my earline.
 42° 
Nev
When the road gets rough and the nights get cold,
When the weight's too heavy and the fear takes hold,
Stand your ground- don't run, don't hide.
There's fire in your heart and steel in your stride.

Bruised and battered, bent but proud,
Still you rise, still you're loud.
Let the doubters talk, let the storms all rage,
You're more than a chapter- you're writing the page.

So tighten your fists and lift your chin,
The battle isn't over - you're built to win.
No matter what, you have to have that positivity and that belief in yourself. What good is another person's belief and support if you don't have any of that for yourself to start with? It all starts and ends with you.
 42° 
Julia Celine
Today another part of me found weeping
Froze rigid by a fragile touch
Sat beneath a sobbing willow
And didn't ask for much
But to languish in your steady shadows
To huddle where you hide
And when I sigh, it's hope surmising
That you are by my side
 41° 
Kurt Philip Behm
Only a few
make a pact
with the wind

Only a few
know the joy
there within

Free of the shadow
that follows
and stalks

Escaping
tomorrow
in moments recaught

Horizons lie waiting
as pilgrims
embark

Voices like magnets
pull light
from the dark

Only a few
hear the music
on high

Through handlebar
portals
— embraced by the sky

(Dreamsleep: May, 2025)
 41° 
kfaye
.


paths narrow past the breadth of these long-travelled burdens across our shoulders



in the canyon

floods may come .



then
embroiled amidst the nimbus of our eyestains,
the road behind entombs itself in these    
    vibrant
      greys



[she sang to us from stones on fire :

          we, as they, clay

          we, as they, clay]
 41° 
Dirt
Dark eyes,
Dark hair,
Lace like shadows, skin laid bare.
Pale as moonlight on the snow,
Lips that beckon, pull, then go.
Fingernails trace a burning line,
Pain and pleasure intertwine.
Your breath is thunder in my ear,
A whisper deep, too close to fear.
A glance, a sway, your wicked art,
You steal my breath, then take my heart.
So come, you devil dressed in silk,
I'll drown for one more taste of milk.
 41° 
Unpolished Ink
If I could
Then I would kiss your green and living lips with words
take the notes of garden birds and wrap myself in song
bend the trees and bid them do my written will,
caress your honeyed stones to better hear thy whispered tune,
held within my grateful arms from thatch to cobbled floor
safe inside your ancient door and mullioned charms
I need no more
Note on a thatched cottage in the country
 39° 
cinnamongirl
Don’t even save your own daughter
Lead her to the pen to be slaughtered
You say that this is too graphic
But this is what happens to women

Act like you know every problem
But you don’t know how to father
Allowing her to be traumatized
While you, the man, stays uncompromised
 38° 
Nick Spellman
You say my grades don’t matter.
You say, “I love you no matter what.”
Then why am I invisible?
Why do they only see the red numbers on my sheet?

You ask me, “Is everything fine?”
What do you expect me to say —
that I’m f**d up?
That I dream about leaving?
That I keep a blade in my front pocket?

You say I don’t share,
but you don’t pay attention.
I play the piano till my fingers bleed,
I scream songs that reflect me,
I even talked to you.

Maybe it’s because you liked me,
never loved me.
Maybe I’m so flawed I can’t see,
or maybe it’s both.
Maybe we’re both flawed —
we’re only human.
can you hear me?
 38° 
Rebecca
I don't know where I started
nor what I wanted
I just remember
it was all over.
 36° 
unnamed
Musical tonic
A melodic medicine
Well being restored.
 36° 
Pax
I don't know what to call You.
"Father," which should denote familiarity,
seems a foreign word to me.
May 6, 2025
1+1+1
3
3-2
1+(1+1)
1+1(2)
2(2)
2x2
4
4/2
2+1+1
2+1(1-1)
2+1
2(1-1)
2
 34° 
Enhar
Bu şey ne bilmiyorum
Her şey simülasyonun bir parçası
Sen ben zihnimde
Bu şey bir kıyamet
Aşkı meşki boşver
Her şeyden üstün
Sen hakikat.
Ben bu belanın meftunuyum.
 33° 
McKenna
If pressure makes diamonds
How am I still coal?
 33° 
inthewater
in a sense my innocence
has brought about some strange events
your unabashed sinfulness
my cute, careful religiousness
a surprising synthesis

in a sense, was my innocence
a recompense for your bitterness?
i sought your soul with reverence
from your tenderness, my mind undressed
a haunt old as some sacred texts

of a pure and honest impetus
our pride found a submissiveness
my naivete,
your diligence
thanks to our collective dissonance
a love made to be infamous
reflecting on a past relationship
 32° 
Chandy
Adrift on the ocean sea
Wondering
If I will ever be?
Trapped and confined for safety
Are we living to carry out our dreams
Or because we have nowhere else to be?
All in time
Saved by pride
Falling down
Drowning
All alone with your feats
 31° 
lizie
i made it through the day,
but not yet through the night.
I wish I could have been there
To shield you from that pain,
The truth, too heavy to explain,
I won’t claim to understand, nor try to.

If I had a Time Machine,
I could have softened the blow,
So you wouldn’t have to face the unknown.
But we’re both only nineteen,
And the world would ask, what do you know?

Had I known the shadows would come,
I’d have found a way to make you stay,
So you wouldn’t be tossed like chewing gum.
But what can I say?
The things we know tomorrow,
We wish we knew today
 30° 
Mitch Prax
If only I was
physically tired
rather than
mentally tired
at the end of
each day.
Just like that, outta the blue
I realize that no matter what I do
There'll never ever be another you
And it hurts like hell...
Btw, how great is Chet Baker??
 28° 
Thomas W Case
Tomorrow is
nebulous at best.
A dream of one
who still sleeps.
You are alive now.
Awake in this fresh
green world.
In the planning, we
forget to live.

Ask the mice and men
how plans go.
There are traps and
trivialities that keep
you from carrying on.
Funny things happen on
the way to the bank.
My mom died while
grocery shopping.

Today, peers back at
you from the mirror.
Breath and heartbeat.
Desire and passion.
No one survives this
story.
You're the author and the
protagonist, write it
well.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CEeNcBC_mnM
Here's a link to my You Tube channel where I read my poetry from my recently published books, available on Amazon.

I'm proud to announce the release of my newest book, Sleep Always Calls Poems due to be released later this month.
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