Do so many people actually write poetry, looking at their experiences? It's kind of hard to believe, man.
Taking a break from trying to write poems, probably would be for the best as I don't know what I am doing anyway. My poems when I look at them later, they disgust me.
All I see in...
take freedom where you find it
live your freedom
sail across the sky
no promises that hold you down
no magic to change your mind
can't tell the difference...
Snow angels rest there on the sidewalk
Peacefully creating a venue for harmony
A season to breathe, grateful times
They are spoiled by a scene, hard but mild.
For beyond the...
Poetry is how we say to the world, and to each other, "I am here." I talk about poetry as a way to document the world and our common experiences, to say what needs to be said in a...
There's a room inside of me unaffected by time. In this room exists one perfect moment before everything turned to dust before my eyes. In this room I never allowed my...
I'm feeling so lost, feeling so out of sync
thought this was over when you walked out on me
but I lie awake at night and drink 12 cups of coffee a day
I numb myself with sarcasm to...
I see our Family
The way we used to be
The love and empathy
The dream went on
Going day by day
But what hurts is what we never got to say...
I woke up early once again,
The dreams had been too deep.
The darkness surrounds me like a glove.
The sun was still asleep.
The morning air was damp and cool...
~Holes In Suicide And Happiness
The night was day, and the day was dark. I felt like everything was only just an imaginary dream. I saw you smiling, but only when I was happy...
I find myself saying things in conversation that could be mistaken as poetry. For example, I was talking to someone, and I randomly typed this out of nowhere.
"Have you ever looked...
There's great truth in poetry disguised as sex and sex disguised as poetry.
STORIES I WAS TOLD
I remember being young,
And sitting on a knee,
Listening to the stories that
My granddad told to me.
Some were about adventure,
In a far off distant land...
This is not my usual poetry.. This is me being raw before I explode.
Leave me in peace.
How can you expect me to like you when you unknowingly fractured my own ability...
A Brand New Day
The sun has risen to the dawn,
As you start a brand new day.
All the troubles of the past,
Will all soon fade away.
The future is now before you,
Where is That Child
(A senseless act)
Where is that child that we once knew,
With outstretched hands so frail and small,
Who we would take and lead the way...
The Ballad of Felicity Rose
And they laughed as he came into town,
Hair too long, and clothes long worn,
“His eyes ain't right,” whispered one.
“Best warn the others,” a...
with your death and ashes
pushing me past this
it's pulling me down, to think of you so
long ago, remembering what I know
like the simple places we'd go
gone are you
STARTING MY DAY
It’s early in the morning,
And I lay here wide awake.
I know the only sounds I’ll hear,
Are those that I will make.
I love this time of morning,
I'm a broken mess
So completely worthless
Never have I felt more useless
I'm standing here trapped in my head
This sinking feeling setting in I wish I could spend the rest of my...
Tick tock goes the clock
Another hour passed and I can't stop
Passing by the fridge,
Wondering what's inside
But I won't stop
I can't stop
Hunger dulls my mind
The world spins...
If or when you grow up, you'll learn the emptiness of your cup. So remember what it is I say, keep fighting till the very last day.
Learn to lie cheat and steel, forgot what it...
'My letter to your heart ' ...
You must tell me what flower you wish for me to plant.
If your love is true, it will bloom in your absence.
There are not so many things that I...
This is a strange era
Her day is done. Her energy spent. She’s alone in the calm at lastShe sits at the base of the big oak tree, thinking of days gone past.Her head falls back against the bark...
I can't help that I want to die.
I can't help that every time I say "I'm fine" I lie.
I can't help that I'd almost take not wasting anymore oxygen on this earth than going another...
in the silver light
of a not quite full moon
a dark weave
of tree shadows
lays on the grey white ice covered ground
like a photographer's dream
held out before me...
Before & After
I am the loneliest in the morning…
Before the sun has warmed my fears.
Before I spend the day looking for you.
Before I try and remember what you said.
I Walk Alone
A cold north wind howls,
In the echos of a lonely heart,
And I walk alone.
The sun no longer shines,
Warmth of a day long past
The whispers of a...
What Would You Do:
I'm finding it harder to hide in myself.
Things I wouldn't say keep escaping my mouth.
I'm afraid I'll slip & say it out loud.
I'm not even sure if i have the...
Mirror mirror on the wall
Who's the healthiest of them all?
Day by day I starve away
By night my demons come to play
How much is okay
How much will I weigh
Along with you, the...
The voices in my head
We me to die
They hurt me
They make me lie
They tell me to cut deeper
They tell me to cut more
They won’t stop
‘Til the everlasting snore
I need to...
I know she's out there,
dreaming of me,
as i dream of her.
I can see the life that awaits,
not so far away.
Fields of green as far as the eye...
MY FATHER’S HANDS
My father’s hands, were strong and firm,
But also rough as well.
He used them for the work he did,
And you could always tell.
You could see the calluses...
I just reconnected with a friend on here who always told me I should write a song, well I haven't done that haha, but I have written a few poems, and I would like to share one with...
Broken Glass Mirrors
I am a shy mental mute
Who rarely ever likes to distribute my feelings
And as if being different was bad enough
I was an outcast
I still have red marks and...
Poetry is taking an ache and making it sing