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Poetic T Oct 2017
I collect my words,
  leaving them in my wallet
         for when their meant to be spent..

And like vouchers I spend my words
                                   at the right time..
here's a voucher with a ******* for
           the times you never stood by me..

And here is a coupon  
             for a rock when you needed me
                           and you can sink silently...
Mudassir PZ Sep 2017
And so she stood there waiting by the shore
Her feet settled into the warm white sand
The sun set her winsome beauty on fire
For hours, until it couldn’t anymore

Dismal sky, beset by clouds, turned blue
For they took no notice of her at all
Those greyed with benevolence did cry
Not every passing ones, just a few

Nothing weighed down her heart
Years of waiting, drawn-out as the horizon
Instilled hope that brimmed the sea
Eyes affixed, her hands held an apple ****

At night, the cold moon would not pry
When she looked out from her window,
Who she longs for so much nor
Did the stars cared to ask her why

A promise brought her this endless chore
Which she took on unwavering
For she lived countless eternities and
With love, she will live countless more

Weary feet drowned into the white sand,
She stands there waiting by the shore
To wake the sun up for another day
With His favorite **** in her hand
Jose H Sep 2017
Why is it so confusing?
Dating, I mean
Why is it you never speak your heart?
Why do you give me the small glimpse of hope?
Why do that and take it away?
I tell you, you're the one
I look at you, as if I have seen a goddess
I treat you as if you're a queen
We share a beautiful kiss
Yet im here
Dinner for two
With an empty seat in front of me
Not a word
Not an apology
Nothing.
Michael DeVoe Jan 2015
We said **** it to the big wedding we had been sketching out
Got married in her living room
She wore her grandmother’s dress
Long sleeves, ruffles, the whole bit
Her family was there, that’s all that had mattered anyway really
My family didn't need a ceremony
My friends couldn't care less
And her friends, fickle as they were, wouldn't have come anyway
So before her family, their god, and his bible we were wed
Her smile, the same as it ever was, beamed
I guess I was disappointed that it wasn't a different smile
I assumed that somewhere between, “will you marry me?” and “I do”
She would've practiced her fake smile more
But that’s how it was with her
Enough effort to make you love her, never enough to feel loved
I know, I know, I know
But I’m still trying to figure out if she means well
Or if she’s just doing what she thinks she’s supposed to
A collection of poems by me is available on Amazon
Where She Left Me - Michael DeVoe
http://goo.gl/5x3Tae
Àŧùl May 2015
The day the Earth stands still,
And my body turns cold.

When the Sun stops rising,
And it has started fading.
My HP Poem #862
©Atul Kaushal
AFR Apr 2015
I Stood
I stood when my friends were ripped from my arms
I stood when I couldn't buy food from stores
I stood when they took my house
I stood when my house was burned down
I stood as I started to suffocate in a car
I stood as my hair was ripped away
I stood when I became a number
I stood with everything I had ever known was gone
Starving, alone, beaten, and rejected I stood
I stood for days through the tears of the sky
I stood with the heat from the incinerators burning my back
I stood as I was whipped and told I was worthless
I stood as the people I loved screamed for help
I stood with tears streaming down my face
I stood as I got hungrier and hungrier
I stood as my clothes ripped and were torn
I stood when I was told to fall down
I stood as the Lord asked me to join him
I stood as they laughed at me
I stood for those who couldn't stand anymore
I stood thinking of everything that I could never see again flashed through my head
I stood until my legs grew weak
I fell onto my knees
I knelt as the rocks stuck to my knees
I knelt when I was bitten by dogs
I knelt before the Lord as I gave up
I laid on my back
I laid on my back as my face turned red
I laid on my back as I was walked upon
I laid on my back when there was no more food
When I started to close my eyes a hand reached out
I grasped the hand and went back onto my knees then I was standing again
I stood again but this time I stood with help
I stood as I tasted food for the first time
I stood as I was warmed by a blanket
I stood until I didn't need help
**I stood until I was free
About a prisoner during WWII being saved
Phoebe Hynes Mar 2015
Understand me.
Understand me.
Understand me.
Understand.
I’m standing in front of you.
Understand me.

I stood before you,
And you never understood.
I stood
On the edge of the sky
As the Mountain danced below me
I stood
In blanket stars
As the trees sang melodies of old
Hannah Anderson Jun 2014
How did I love you
you reached for my hand
but I never took it
I'm still thinking I can


You went to that mountain top
you stood up strong and tall
then came out my hand for you
all you wanted to do was fall.
not finished.
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