Free Verse

All The Love
For all the love we used to have And where did it go in the end Lost in the waves of our lives Complication burns bright
By Sarah Danaher2 years ago in Poets
After Her
After her, After I freed her in my mind, After I failed to love her, I knew she never loved me.
By Justin Coccimiglio2 years ago in Poets
Diary Of a Homeless
It was a cold night and I wasn't sure what was going to happen to me. I felt bad for myself and I don't understand why I endured it for so long. My thoughts were a fuzz and my soul felt numb. I was left out in front of a street that led to a shelter that was suppose to help me, but they couldn't. Instead, they sent me to a different location where friendly faces and warm welcomes were a lie. Lies that covered the room from wall to wall, top to bottom. Lies to the ones who actually wanted to leave and be free. Getting in the way of feeling like a "free" person and more like a criminal/troublemaker that needed to be placed somewhere they can see them to make sure that they don't get in trouble. Being watched was not the way, being a prisoner of a system like this is a nightmare. Not sure where any of this will get me, or any of us that share this story, but I hope that this is not the end.
By Moon2 years ago in Poets
Bones
I’m not a hoarder nor supporter, I collect disorder. I’m out of order with my order so I jump the border. Break the recorder, rob the skateboarder of his quarters
By Kale Sinclair2 years ago in Poets
Brave
I'm cutting down the crime scene tape, pulling the sheets off all of the mirrors, Everyone loves a tortured poet, So I guess it's time you finally meet her.
By Ellie Hoovs2 years ago in Poets
MOONLIT RENDEZVOUS.
Under the silver cloak of the moon, we meet in the stillness of the night, a sacred time where our hearts speak in whispers and sighs, in touches and glances. The world slumbers, but we are alive, our souls ignited by the soft, ethereal light that dances on our skin, illuminating the path to each other, drawing us closer.
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
DANCE OF THE SEASONS.
Certainly! Here's a free verse poem titled "Dance of the Seasons: Nature's Eternal Ballet": --- **Dance of the Seasons: Nature's Eternal Ballet**
By Johnpaul Okwudili 2 years ago in Poets
I wish this feeling wasn't real
Every day, the suffering continues. It reaches deep into my heart. I drink coffee to ease the pain. But it continues non-stop.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
They think I'm insane
I wish it could go away. It's no longer possible to conceal it. My heart became filled with grief and pain. What I'm experiencing is odd.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets
Begone
begone, foul spectre; shimmer of past shames mirage of memories and missed opportunities; haunt me no longer you pitiful leech
By Reid Christmann2 years ago in Poets
Moving Away. Runner-up in Breakup Nonet Challenge.
These streets have seen my first, wobbly steps, shared my joy of Sunday ice-creams. On the way to school and back, the town watched over me.
By Katarzyna Popiel2 years ago in Poets
You've never been in my shoes
How could you know? The way I feel right now, If you haven't worn my shoes, Every day feels unreal to me. When I wake up, they also arrive.
By Gloria Penelope2 years ago in Poets