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I thought we would be done by now.

But I keep finding more of you
between the lines
and more of me
between the letters.
letters love
 May 29 Dorothea Daisy
AM
If you saw me

unvarnished,

unscripted
would you stay?

You'd know the cost
of loving someone
who's learned to disappear
before she's left.

You might step back.

or worse,

what if you stay?

and see me crumble

in your kindness

I don't know
if I could survive

being loved like that.
if you can hate me
do it for love alone
by love
for love
love of Love has altered me
so that I can love you
so that I can love the one you love
hate me please
with that hate
love me.
600 days Gaza was flooded with spilled blood.
600 days Gaza was groaned in pain.
600 days Gaza was polluted with gunpowder smoke.
600 days Gaza was filled with suffering and chaos.
600 days Gaza was overshadowed by fear.
600 days Gaza was trapped in despair and helplessness.
600 days Gaza was forced to survive until dying.


600 days I finally ran out of words for Gaza.


May 2025

By Alvian Eleven
 May 29 Dorothea Daisy
lizie
i think about the version of us
that never broke.
the one where i stayed,
where i didn’t flinch at forever.

where you kissed me in april,
and we laughed about music,
and nothing hurt
unless it was from smiling too hard.

i love you,
i’m sorry.
 May 29 Dorothea Daisy
zane
my younger self as i age
i notice the pattern of growing fonder of myself
making it known to myself
i love me
little me deserves the world
and so does the person i am today
i will continue to work on loving myself
wholeheartedly with all my flaws
7/27/24 at 12:38am
I can't write poetry.
I want to write powerful things-
-But I cant.
I want people to see my poems-
-But they don't
I want to be okay without the affirmation of other people-
-But I'm not
And I can't understand
Why the last lines never come to me
Why I can't think of a powerful ending
I just can't
Write
Poetry
ik this aint gettin nothing either- 🥲
looking out my window at night
watching the snowflakes fall like frozen tears
wiped away from a crying face

i walked outside to catch snowflakes in my mouth
happy for the first time in while
smiling- a real one this time
not just a fake upturned mouth

rushing inside to tell my sister
seeing my mom smiling
seeing my dad sleeping
i love being happy
i wish
i was happy every day
I don't think
That I just like girls anymore
But I don't know what I know
I think people will find out
I think people will know
I'm very confused
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
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