WritingNoob's Poems

Here's the list of poems submitted by WritingNoob — There are currently 17 poems total — keep up the great work!

Youth A flock of young boys make their way across the onramp to the highway, riding their skateboards, scooters, bikes. Smiling and laughing, looking around freely. The turn signal blinks an unsteady mechanical rhythm (Tick-clack, tick-clack,... – *by Jonathan*	0 Views added 11 months ago	Rating
Mental Illness in the Morning Just woke up, glued to the sticky sheets of my bed. Pain surging through joints from elbows to arms. Mouth is dry, head is dizzy, can’t find a point to focus on. Reach out. Water. Empty. Dry. Thoughts are gone and running wild, sucked into my mind.... – *by Jonathan*	4 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled9 Addiction is adrenaline shot into your brain, that temporarily numbs the angst and pain, that turns the tension in the pit of your stomach, of claws tearing at your gut, to the pleasure of erection, of tingling and tickling sensations, of surging... – *by Jonathan*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled8 Water comes crashing down like thunderstorms, a roaring torrent, a blistering flow slowly splintering the rocks below. A swift breeze breathes the misty, moist air at me. Many little droplets form a water-beaded sheet that covers me. They sprinkle... – *by Jonathan*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled7 Kind of funny walking through the streets of a white-washed city filled with signs of black lives matter. Do they matter here or there? Kind of weird. Maybe somewhere someone’s laughing and selling more signs to these poor saps, watching as their... – *by Jonathan*	5 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Just Another Night “Did you grip her by the throat,” asked the officer. “Yes sir,” the words drifted out my mouth, cold and dignified. Metal cuffs clamped firm upon my wrists and I was ushered to the tank-like car with flashing blue-red lights outside. “Goodbye,” I... – *by Jonathan*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled6 Oh glistening eyes, oh rich greens and browns and blues, staring from across the room, be calm. Do not shy away from fear. Do not stray from the good fight. Here is the time to stare down the void trying to suck your voice out the air and back into... – *by Jonathan*	3 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled5 Trying so hard not to lose my mind, I find myself desperately grasping at brittle bits of straw, crunching into powder in my palm’s sweaty grip. Deep breaths inhale the filthy dust and bursts of hacking coughs and laughter fill the stale evening... – *by Jonathan*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled4 Caught up in a place of unashamed ecstasy, quivering limbs, an aching body, unbounded from civility, screams out enlightened sounds infinitely in a moment trapped in time as every single cell breaks free from constant boring movement—ever-flowing,... – *by Jonathan*	8 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
An Unoriginal I find myself gazing at the things a million eyes have picked and pecked at, dissected a million times before. Nothing wrong with a boring note that seems to say nothing new at all. An unoriginal is sometimes all that I can be. Sometimes it’s... – *by Jonathan*	5 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
I Am I am the madness in a shaky room with all right angles, with all straight lines. I am the wrong-minded in the right place, straight-faced, doing the normal thing, acting the average part. I am the lie in the honest delusion in a desperate need of... – *by Jonathan*	4 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled3 I’m feeling very stuck inside this strangely crafted box. The walls are closing in on me, The only door is locked. And though the window’s open wide, I fear that I would not survive, If I should fall out from inside, And take the long three... – *by Jonathan*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
A Moment of Home Drops of water, dropping gently, drip on down my spine. A warmness in my neck, my back, is growing in my mind. The air is growing thick and sweet, and puts my heart at ease. With walls, my friends, on all four sides, it’s safe for me to be. My... – *by Jonathan*	2 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled2 Loving people Constant struggling Everything will be okay Empty words Empty faces Care-filled hearts Filled up places Wanting Lending Helping hands Try to understand Try to make amends Not here Not now Thoughts come Can’t move on Can’t find the... – *by Jonathan*	1 View added 2 years ago	Rating
Untitled Crystal images of fluffy clouds, Bright blue skies and white-capped Mountains stand the test of... – *by Jonathan*	3 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
Sandwich Man “Hit me up when you’ve wrote a book,” so they say so casually. Why not open up a sandwich shop and take two halves of stale white bread and stuff cheap factory meats between, instead. Everybody wants a sandwich, everybody wants a pamphlet with a... – *by Jonathan*	3 Views added 2 years ago	Rating
The Fuel and the Fire The fire is insatiable, It eats the fuel, then tastes the air. I feed it more, and more, and more, Its belly never growing full, it consumes without a care. Its hunger is incessant, It can nearly taste my flesh. Each dancing flame is reaching for My... – *by Jonathan*	23 Views added 2 years ago	Rating