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Last Poem

this is the last poem i will write about you. i must stop wasting ink and paper and innocent thoughts meant for someone else.

By @sscrwriting (summer reich)8 years ago in Poets

Hope

I have loved you in silence. I have watched you from afar. You hold her dear and near. You say it's the Happiest you have ever been.

By Isabelle™ Yefon8 years ago in Poets

I wish we had a climbing tree. Our house is up in the mountains and there’s forest all around, but no trees for climbing. They are too young. Too thin. It’s days like this, when the shouting begins, that I would climb the grand maple in the old front yard and pretend I was hiding behind enemy lines.

By Ryn8 years ago in Poets

Intuitive Meditation

I Go to nature, Even on cooler days Once seized the rains I go to nature To Give thanks For the wild life Down and around the cliffs

By Nadine Almeida8 years ago in Poets

Naughtie

If you're on Santa's naughtie list, I hope you like your gift, Boy, I hope it's coal or some of rudolph's shit, I'd be happy if it's still warm,

By Crystal Korpan8 years ago in Poets

Gorgeous Soul

Take advantage you young gorgeous soul You're the perfect black life size ken doll that I've always wanted Your skin feels like fresh warm sand when glazing my fingers. Your body hypnotizes my mind, releasing that dopamine into my brain , producing chemicals that drive my testicular functions insane

By Javon Banks8 years ago in Poets

Cold

May you fall, fall 'til you can see the ground. painted like a child's first drawing, a mixture of colors tossed around.

By Xavier casillas8 years ago in Poets

Poppy

You were like a poppy flower. Your toxic heart was disguised by beauty. I was utterly captivated. Despite all the warnings, I only saw the good in you. Funny how much an infatuation for someone can cloud your logic and reason. I was like a flower too; petal after petal fell every time you broke my heart. Yet I persisted, so sure and determined to prove you weren't who everyone said you were. Boy, was I wrong. Your poison flowed through my veins straight to my heart, destroying me from the inside ultimately leaving me as nothing more than a stem; a vestige of who I once was.

By Kylee Stowell8 years ago in Poets

I Tried...

Refusing to let go I gave a cpr Refusing to accept the death of our future I tried so hard but whose grave could I go visit when I miss you

By Saira Arceo8 years ago in Poets

Random Thoughts

I keep needing to remind myself to talk to people. I don’t do it enough because I’m always somewhere else. My own place and I don’t let others in. It’s not on purpose it’s just that I don’t leave. I can’t find the ones to share with, or don’t. I’m too distracted by what’s there, in the place. I like it too much. Not the superficial or quick reward, but that of great thought. It would be great to show them. They can’t see it now, it must be perfect. If they peer through my window I shall cover it in ambiguity. Not yet, maybe later, when it’s ready. The prison is comfortable and my vision is not clear. The world is great and yet the window is better. The cloud filled eyes on my head wander like the thoughts of mine. They rest on others, or really a thought through the window. Eye contact is lost when they see me, but I don’t see them. Their world is great, the journey there is hard and yet the window is bitter. My head will eternally rest on the sleepless dreams that light my room of dark thought.

By Andrew Schrader8 years ago in Poets

War Continues

The great men of the S-East and women of similar greatness A team embittered and embattled Embroiled in greatness yet to be unfold

By Unknown T8 years ago in Poets

My Blue Sky Boy

I never minded when the skies would fade to gray. You would stay beside me and try and show me the way. My head was always cloudy with the thought of us.

By McKenna Twigg8 years ago in Poets