Deep poem 👎
I got my mind full of dark
scars in my head I lay straight up to the ground my mind I try to be the straight up as I go on in this mess up
Life. Every nights full...
E: From inside the cage, I question my sentence,
Subduing my rage, I seek some kind of sense.
Shapeless am I, but they hold me a captive,
I went for a walk today. On my path, a rose reached out to touch me with its beauty.It sent out its fragrance for my delight.I felt humbled that it chose to reveal itself that day...
Deceitful dreams and a vengeful wrath,
A life that caters to the whims of such ills,
Shall travel always on a twisted path,
With misery for a mate, lacking much else.
Laying in the dust is a peddle from a flower whiling away, wondering about it's very last day feeling like everything's walking away, till no one remembers who stood up high and...
Love of a Parent
The love of a parent is immeasurable.
So much so, that it could be said that a child is the personification of a parent’s love.
The love is so...
I write dark poetry. Dark poetry for a dark soul :)
I am well acquainted with misery. Due to that familiarity, I write dark poems about loneliness, pain, unwanted love, and broken...
I write songs, poems, stories....
I used to like thinking that I could write my problems away.
It's all REALLY bad, but it makes me happy.
Will anyone want to write a poem with me?
I've been to Belgium, Germany (a lot), England, Luxemburg, France, Sweden, Denmark and the United States.
Going to another country is fun!
I wrote this poem 3 years ago right after my father passed away, it was also my last one. I stopped writing after this poem, I lost my passion and I lost inspiration.
I wish I can...
I wrote this poem 3 years ago right after my father passed away, it was also my last one. I stopped writing after this poem, I lost my passion and lost I inspiration.
I wish I can...
here's an epilogue I just wrote for I book i didn't know I was going to write...
there are very few clouds in the sky. the sun is setting on the distant horizon. the...
I write poems now and then... To express my feelings and emotions, etc.
But I never post them... over fear of just being judged by them or someone telling me they're rubbish.
I write letters to someone in prison for about 2 years now, his an old high school friend and is actually my sister ex boyfriend but she moved on and got married so she stopped...
NOT A CARE IN THE WORLD
They play in the grass
Singing, laughing, dancing
Watching while days pass
Not stressing just living
He steps out into sun
Their faces tainted with...
Oh Brain Oh Brain
I have to concentrate.
This is important, this poem.
A poem about poetry.
I have to do this, I CAN do this.
Oh, look, a butterfly!
I love butterflies...
I went to Turkey for 11 days, leaving behind what I thought was a relationship of bliss and perfection. My boyfriend and I had been together a year and a bit, and he was so in love...
This poem is called "butterflies in my tummy". I wrote it full heartedly for my boyfriend for our 1 year and 6 month anniversary. Its supposed to be a bit of a ironic comedy full...
This is not a poem, but a question.
I can't help but notice that lots of poems here are kind of dark and full of angst... For those of you who write that way, what is it about...
Another late night poem since brokenglassapple made my night :)
Phone life dull life
Makes for a sad time when you refuse to take in the times
And I can't say that's what I have...
Brother please don't go
Brother please don't go
Mom just died I can't lose you
I know death is only natural
But I cannot bear the thought of loneliness
I cannot bear the thought...
A dark soul - poem
Our emotions is the secret potion to love or destruction
Raging jealousy of the progression of another leads to hate and deceit
The compassion, you could've...
It started 18 months ago in a serious way, sharing feelings and thoughts in word on pad. Now I'm up over 200+ poems and looking into publishing a coffee table book of my poems and...
Please tell me what you think about these poems I wrote
1). Tell me why you choose me
instead of any other soul
Tell me why I miss you as soon as you then and go
Tell me why...
I don't claim to be good at writing poems. It's not my medium...but it's expression. And I need it now.
This poem has no title.
Sap and blood stains your fist,
I can’t figure...
GOD given talents - poem
Music is the rhythm of my heart
Art is the expression of my soul
Dance is the movement of my body
Writing is the spitting image of my thoughts
So I'm working on 4 poems for Lauren jauregui but here is a thing once finished I don't know should I give it to her or not....
--this was written in response to a man who, when responding to me posting whether I was attractive or not, wrote "7/10"
I apologise if this is rude, that was not my intention...
This Poem is for a friend I had in my life who couldn't handle what situations my life brings
You came in to my life
Not knowing my story behind
You fell into this world with...
My life is a war,
every cut on my body is a battle scar
i’m losing the war,
and everyday it gets harder and harder
because i’m doing this on my own
i have no one at...
I write therefore I am is what I feel like saying sometimes. I do find it therapeutic in any event . I want to write a story now that I'm motivated to do for several reasons . One...
A poem to my son
There's this boy who stole my heart
10 years ago is when it begin to start
Never in a million years did I ever think we would be apart.
There's a hole in my...
if i showed you my tear drops
would you collect them like rain?
store them in a jar
that are labelled with "pain"
would you follow their tracks,
from my eyes down to my cheeks
Everyone says that going back to school is one of the hardest things you can do in life. A few years ago I laughed in anyone's face who said that to me. How hard could it be, right...
Writing removes all of my pain, fear, guilt, and regret. Whether it's journaling or writing a poem of some sort.. I always feel free! When a situation gets a bit out of hand for me...
One day, I aspire to be able to publish novels at will. Right now, I'm still working on my first. I have had a short story, a poem, and multiple articles published. Is that...
If you want me to bow,
I will stand up straight.
You can knock me down today
But I will stand up tomorrow
If you want me to cry
I will gladly smile
I will laugh every...
A little fiction piece I just started working on (untitled). Part 1.
If someone had told me when I was a 12 year old kid living in an upper-middle-class suburban subdivision that...
A new beginning was just the start of a miserable life.
As the clouds turn to gray then black, the girl slumps further into her seat.
She closes her eyes tight and starts...