Tired of these sleepless nights
While dealing with these drug-induced fights
Tired of the cravings on the daily
Shit’s been driving me crazy lately
Just want to go back to knowing me
With all the potential that will be
Put this work all – by Zachary Carson | added by zcarson7399
38 mins ago |
Who am I truly?
What am I to become?
For I do not – by Rook (At time of publishing) | added by notgivinganemaillol
43 mins ago |
Oh shoes oh shoes
How are you always untied?
With you I always lose
Security to my foot has been denied
You could come off at any time
I don’t know what to do
And you’re only just size 9
Every squeaky step is a crime
I’ll have to get a – by Frederick Kent | added by frederickk.16064
1 hour ago |
17th May, 22'
KUSHI ACHI
THE HEART DESIRES
Here's a piece of my heart,
It bangs just at the sight of your call,
I could scribble how I feel but each time I try I get lost cause I'm head over hills.
In my mind,
I've written countless – by Kushi Achi | added by Kushi90
1 hour ago |
Kids playing outside
Trying to tag the other is what they want to get
No one wants to be inside
Outrunning others with pride
Being chased, but don’t fret
Kids playing outside
Escaping, running to hide
Shirt drenched with sweat
No one – by Frederick Kent | added by frederickk.16064
1 hour ago |
Feels like living amongst caricatures from that distant planet Plutocracy
Marionettes drawn by song and dance tuned in to waltz Disney's fantasy
Never a murmur made whilst scared making a splash in wavering
Wilfully allowing others – by Hubbs | added by Hubbsify
1 hour ago |
8th grade ELA was tons of fun (hyperbole)
Mr Benders poems hit strong like a torpedo
His poems were all about something, but now it’s done
Every poem about his speedo
Every single day I learned ELA in 2nd period
(anaphora) Every single day – by Frederick Kent | added by frederickk.16064
1 hour ago |
Poems, a form of art
All the words come from your heart
A clean style, a smooth rhyme
It makes me happy every time
All of the words so very pure
They make you happy, I’m sure
Writing a poem, it feels free
Only a limit of 12 lines and each – by Frederick Kent | added by frederickk.16064
1 hour ago |
My nouses are nonsensical to your silence and your wrath is comeuppance to my actions
Your cravings tells about your wants , you wanna be Pacific but you're not even an ocean till now
You are like rivers which sometimes stay calm , slow – by Shubhodeep Dey | added by deyshubhodeep3
1 hour ago |
And yet another life well lived,
Another human being just trying to be good,
Going about their daily living aisle by aisle
Planning for the evening meal
Taken
Not by God or disease or accident or age
But by unnecessary hatred
Again
And – by Roy Blokker | added by RoyBlokker
2 hours ago |
Life is like water drops wobbling on a Lotus leaf,
Short lived & uncertain, like the dew on Fern tips
Every time I go to bed, an image of you flickers in my head.
Every time I fall asleep, an image of you flows in my dreams
And I can hope for – by Kate Pilkington | added by anonymous
2 hours ago |
A YEAR CALLED"2020"
The world was merry, calm and excited, Ushering in a new year, with big plans, Expectations and some little drama, Little did we know of wuhan's gift unto the race of – by Emmanuella Ofunneka osadebay | added by emmanuellaosadebay
2 hours ago |
I love
like the beaten dog,
wounded and whimpering,
wide-eyed and wondering,
remembering what it felt like—
his kindness and warmth;
his sweet, eager greetings.
Then he strikes again
with words against my jowl or
buries his tongue-boot – by Angel Smalley | added by angelsmalley
2 hours ago |
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