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Supercharged
Everything about her was electric. The way her eyes glittered could have lit up a city.Her anger was like a bolt of lightning.Her smile was charged with a thousand watts to stop your heart.Her love was a circuit you could never break out of and she had a short fuse that would bite if you held on too tight.Her brain was an electron, always moving, never pausing.Her soul was full of light, a million sparking volts that could never be contained.Her very being pulled you in.
By Liz Shannon8 years ago in Poets
The Ladder
You swabbed that deck ‘til It shon a fine sheen. You then took to the Fryer like a five Star chef, even if you just salted the
By Skyler Saunders8 years ago in Poets
Dear Father's Day
Dear Father's Day, Tomorrow is the day. The day that is like any other day and yet it is a yearly reminder. A reminder that has many other families celebrate their fathers, I don't. Many other families will give cards, gifts, and surprises.
By Sarah Baker8 years ago in Poets
Poem That Will Break Your Heart
His friend doesn’t know what was going on through his head Why he wanted her up in his bed Why he played me like a fool Once I found out I thought he was a tool
By Sofia Catalano8 years ago in Poets
.Eternally Trapped.
I'm entirely too overwhelmed that I can't fucking breathe. My chest is tight, constricted. My heart either beats furiously inside its corrupted cage,
By Kiki Rachelle8 years ago in Poets
Alas, We Draw Our Swords
Living in the warm glow of existence, we reach out to our neighbors for support and love. We strike up conversations of things deep and of things mundane and it seems like that's enough.
By Lance Barnhart8 years ago in Poets
Time Takes Time
“Time takes time, you know.” – Ben Folds You’re in every crevice of my hands, a reminder that I once held yours tightly. You’re in the corner of my eye,
By Ti Ana8 years ago in Poets
An Acrostic
Alive or dead? Which one am I? I can’t tell, because you took away who I was with your careless use of my body and extortion of my mind. If in fact I am
By Megan Wells8 years ago in Poets
Remembrance
It feels as if when you die you are not really gone. You are still there to watch us grow, grieve, and procreate. To see us live our lives like before you left.
By Daisy Boone8 years ago in Poets
Broken Promises and No Love
You promised me you would never leave. You promised to never hurt me. You made those promises. You broke them, you broke me.
By Zierra A8 years ago in Poets
The Ethereal
I sit in the ethereal A world where everything And yet nothing is real. A world where demons hunt And where souls go to die.
By Olivia McKnight8 years ago in Poets
Poetry
I was staring at this woman and I couldn't quite place my finger on it but she looked so familiar. There was something about her that made me feel saddened while staring at her. Then out of nowhere she was staring at me and with her stare it felt like she was piercing my soul. Her face bared the makeup of gloom and sorrow. Her lips quivered with regrets of past conundrums. Her face as pale as the spirts that haunted her dreams. Her eyes, oh how her eyes burned like the last dying ember of a fire that use to set a blaze that was never contained. There was so much pain in her eyes that it brought a tear to mine like I could feel her sorrow. Then it hit me , I know this woman. It was all coming to me. I knew her oh so well because I was looking straight into the mirror. I was her and she was I.
By Heather Robertson8 years ago in Poets