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 1024° 
Nat Lipstadt
every poem gets the exact number
of reads it deserves
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nah, I don't think that for
a millisecond,
shoot,
not a ****** nanosecond (1)

truthfully
I'm torn up inside
and my thinking
absolutely
could be wrong
or could be right
absolutely

just like the optionality
of believing in god;
has to be some force
of intelligence that
could create such
microscopic complexity randomly
or just thinking the world
is just a series of accidentally
interactions

so
who's to say what's good,
what's not so good,
and by what standard
one should judge

Is this a poem?
Heck if I know

and what sbout the poems that
get not a one,
a single one, absence of curiosity,
an unheralded execution.
death by silent ignorance,
a master's mastery of exactitude
all because
just because

Is that a collective decision
by an unconscious collective,
the best moderne equivalent of
the unmarked death

of just a single one of
your billions of brain cells (2)(3)

all I know is
that my confusion is confirmed
my constancy is inconsistent
my equatorial balance is
gonzo, dragging me down,
each division wants to piece me up,
and today,
right now
got no answers
at all

how do I define myself?
what categories do I fit
within?

and yet
that answers one question!

do not write interrogatory inquisitions
at 1:15 am
(unless you're a DUMB lucky *******
who believes they got
answers
)
(1)
a nanosecond is significantly smaller than a millisecond. Specifically, there are one million (1,000,000) nanoseconds in a millisecond
(2)
A human brain contains approximately 86 billion neurons. Additionally, there are roughly the same number of non-neuronal cells called glia. In total, the human brain is estimated to have around 170 billion cells.
(3)
During brain development, many more neurons are produced than are ultimately needed. Around half of these neurons die off before and shortly after birth, according to Harvard Gazette(they probably just made it up)
 898° 
Samuel Everson
I wake up to nothing
       but chirping birds
            and the drip of coffee
                   pouring down,
            and wonder how I feel
       about it all—
             and find it refreshing
       to know I see it
            like a fairy fountain,
       standing tall—
calling me to slip on shoes
    and even walk on air
         if that’s what I choose.
Not sure if I’m a morning person, but I enjoy poetry, and that’s enough to get up.
 712° 
Eryck
I found a scribbled piece of paper on my coat,
The wife wrote, "pick up some CANDLES" in a note.
I thought it said "CANDIES" hoping to discover,
that we finally would have candies,
In our cupboard.
So I bought in a rush:
Snickers, Abba Zabba, Milky Way, Three Musketeers, Reeses peanut butter cups, M&Ms, Almond Joy, Milk Duds, laughy Taffy....and such.
I called her and told her all the candies I bought,
She said, "CANDLES, stupid", so I hung up.
 697° 
Kara Palais
Our eyes met that gloomy day,
And I immediately knew
It had been another time another place
I had always loved you

Lives we lived together
Spanning since the dawn of time
Energy of us tethered
Two souls intertwined.

Soulmates don't always work out as planned
Life gets in the way.
Things just aren't so grand
And our path isn't paved.

Is it wrong to crave a soul?
Is it wrong to lust for the past?
And to long for someone you've always known?
Wishing love forever lasts.
 678° 
betterdays
Young magpies,
still grey of feather,  
attack random sticks
thinking them food,
cry out despondently
when discovering
their prey is inedible wood.
Mother magpie overseas
Scavenging expedition with
beady eyed patience...
 538° 
Kalliope
Sleep is a funny thing,
A place that’s hard to go.
Will she keep me peacefully,
Or smother me in my woes?

Will it be restful,
Or will I wake up in pain?
Tossing and turning through the night,
Lack of sleep driving me insane.

Sometimes she greets me softly,
With dreams sweet as honey,
Other nights she’s cruel,
Nightmares so real I'd give therapists money.

I lie there counting shadows,
Tracing cracks along my wall,
Begging her to claim me,
As the hours slowly crawl.

Sleep-deprived woman,
Navigating life’s maze-
No time to sleep when
There’s coincidences for me to appraise.

Everything has a purpose,
Can’t rest till I have an answer.
A tough relationship with slumber,
But ****, she’s my favorite dancer.
If I flip the pillow three times and sleep with the blanket upside down maybe then she'd be satisfied
 326° 
Will
a gaze into a wavingly
hot otherworld
shining beneath
a monochrome skin,

groaning for its
meat of color;

and in the otherworld
an other-man,
with a gray hat and
face, looking

at the soulless mimic
forms which gazed
back at him in identical
agony,

as if they too knew
the cost of a life
 307° 
RED
She is the life,
He is the death.
She was mistreated,
He held no breath.
She hoped to end,
He fought to stay.
She kissed him once—
He rose,
She slipped away.
 305° 
TOD HOWARD HAWKS
I cried for two years.
every day, all day.
Cara wanted to marry me.
I was hesitant. At that time,
I didn't know why.
Much later, when I was
in therapy, I came to realize
that, in the past, I unconsciously
feared that if I married,
most likely we would
have children, and quite
probably, we would have
a boy, and unconsciously
I feared I would treat
my son the same way
my father had treated me.
My father had treated me
harshly. He never told me
he loved me. I will spare you
the details. Cara grew increasingly
angry toward me for another year.
She used jealousy to try to
get me to marry her. She
swam in her swimming pool,
but when she dried off, I saw her
bruised *****, which I knew
I had not caused. When I saw
it, I went into shock and suffered
involuntary kundalini, which lasted
six years. After all those years
of excruciating pain, I finally
recovered. All this happened
45 years ago, but some days
I feel as though it happened
yesterday.

TOD HOWARD HAWKS
 249° 
Belinda S Richmond
Stop Complaining,
Stop Contemplating,
There is no worrying,
Leave behind Discouraging,
Everything will be Alright,
if you would just let go
of the frustrations, and
Go and fly a Kite,
It will be quite a sight,
It will bring to you Delight,
As the Kite soars,
in the Beaitiful sunlight,
Up, up, and  away,
As the Kite reaches it plight,
What a Beautiful day,
as the sun Shines Bright,
So, why don't you go out, and
JUST FLY YOU A KITE!!!


B.R.
Date: 7/12/2025
 214° 
Maria
When miracles were given away,
It's found that there weren't them for me.
Maybe they didn't put down me in list
Or I forgot to join a queue, you see?

Maybe I got on a shift turnover.
Wizardry's also a job, hearsay,
With lunches, holidays and days off surely.
There're no fools to work the whole days.

Well, I guess I'll have to wait.
I'm a human. I know what's what.
I'll scroop by myself. I'll be patient.
I'll do my best. I hope I would.
Thank you very much for reading it! 🙏💖
 204° 
Amethyste
I need friend
To spend these empty days of mine
Where I talk to myself
And try to make myself happy

To have a coffee
To drink a little bit
To take a walk
To give a hug

The universe wants me cold
As I live this solitary life.
 191° 
Nour
(عندما يلقي بي الحلم بعيداً

ولا أعود أدراجي)



ثمة ما يبعث على الحياة في المضي قدماً
بلا التفات
فجلّ ما أريد فيما سيخلق
ما حاجتي بما مات؟
أنظر إليها تارة وتارة أتجنب المرآة
وأتجنب الأسئلة
وأتجنب كل جنب

فهناك ماضٍ يختبئ في جميع الطيّات

لا حاجة لي بكِ
لا حاجة لي بكِ
اتركيني أيتها الذكريات
 191° 
touka
You found it meandering


                                                    ­            I walked it alone.


You said the Phoenix rises


                                                         ­        I am stuck in the stone.



    A common bird —
      With two wings,
     now



                   Tinged



                       That same old color

of the rock burnt out

                   of absence

                                                      of­ nothing —




of silence.
for a critic
 149° 
Mike Adam
Today some cloud
Put on a show,
Streaking across
Clear blue sky.

Pretty
Empty
Condensation
Evaporating far away
 142° 
Stardust
My comfort zone smiles sweetly, like cheese in a mousetrap - harmless, until it snaps.
 129° 
JRF
Nocturnal Haiku

I can’t sleep because
You haunt every minute
Of my weary mind.
 122° 
JA Perkins
.. likes tearing people down
with loose talk and harsh words -
Empathy tossed aside
by the misuse of nouns and verbs
with a twisted view of society
just bound to be seen and heard -
Everyone, sit tight
till every harsh word is slurred.
The Queen of the Night Life;
her brokenness - a crown.
Out-spokenness - a sword
that she just loves to swing around.
As for me, I'm just a jester;
my struggle - a comedic scene,
but she’s been justified by hatred
only entitled to the royal queen
Injustice, all the same
 109° 
Boma
I did not fall in love with you
I fell in love with love
Yet even love hated me
 102° 
Julie Cooke
Love is old love is new love is something that grows within you. It may be small but so it grows. Love is for tulips; Love is for plums. Tulips, tulips, yellow and green you make my day so serene. Plums so sweet and cold, I hate to eat you but I love to eat. For I love nothing more than tulips and plums.
 101° 
Emma Sims
‘tis a different kind of ache,
a softly broken heart
a fallen apple, bruised;
gently held, and soothed -
then slowly prised apart
The lover I used to call my own has finally made up his mind It took him a while but I’ve always known he wasn’t mine but we shared some time together that made me think he was my own I kept his number all I saw was another I knew and we were close he thinks his grown and finally made his decision it’s another and now we can’t know each other like before.
 87° 
Laura
Life is not just a number.
But a journey we all have to take.
No man knows the day, time or hour, when we will be called to rest.
So let's live peaceable with all men, cherishing every day.
Leaving a legacy of peace, love and joy.
So the world could be a better place.
Treasure every day
 85° 
Jimmy silker
A cat on a wall
In this oppressive
Evening heat
It still seems
So cool
While it's fur
Clearly
Gives no relief
But it full knows
What the humans
Don't know
Don't have a shout
All else
From humanity
Laughs
Knowing
What
Will
Come
About.
 85° 
TonyNoon
All this data swirling
running rings around
our fixed viewpoints

We cannot build a box
large enough to store
our misunderstanding

There will not be a day
when it all adds up not
one day it makes sense

Tony Noon
 83° 
Eindeinne Moon
What type of answer would you expect me to give you?— The kind of answer you would like to hear or not.

Why would I give you my name when you are not even interested to know— It was like telling a story you are not ready to hear or an alibi you do not wanna listen to.
 81° 
AydanL
Incidentally climbing
ladders—

riches to come, decisions
to be overruled.

Leaving it up to imagination,
musing prospects, free rep, and
formulation processes.

Forte-incredible, majestic,
indispensable.

Irrational deception,
I just about deceive myself.

Flippancy rules the
curse where I come from,
now, baby, give me yours.

Fresh, and tainted are
the milestones of my heart.

There is a
garden waiting for me.

But whose is most like
a desert?

Words that curse,
drugs that bring you
back to life.

People that never
shut up, the funfair

up the road selling
goods

better than
me.
 81° 
badwords
Want to land a hit?
Write seventeen claps of ****
Done. Post. You can quit.
Math is make believe and imaginary
 79° 
Carson Dees
I've been so good, I've been helpful and friendly,
I've been so good, Why am I feeling empty?
I've been so good, I've been so good this year,
I've been so good, But it's still getting harder,
I've been so good, where the heck is my karma?
I've been so good, I've been so good this year.
Adam, Jack, and Ryan Metzger,
Karma, 2019
 78° 
Dency
Sadness speaks in lullabies
No one wants to hear
In tears that fall
Without permission
In the ache that says
"You are not okay"
Bt you will be,someday.
 78° 
ZOO
Mono no aware is a Japanese  name for an emotion of bittersweet awareness that everything is temporary... like cherry blossoms on the tree are linked to you as
a feeling in your stomach sometimes you felt

YouTube
13 Emotions You've Felt But Never Had a Name for.

#6. Mono No Aware

First Wrote by
ZOO
Dec 2021
(warm blossoms in your stomach
Sit and sing feels love)

47 views
Liked by
 Irving MacPherson
  Deb Jones
Connecting Words from my Hello Poetry with links to video.

https://youtu.be/-4huL4214sg?si=wRLmgqGy4717n8uq
 77° 
Julie Grenness
Mid-winter down south,
Climbing roses need pruning,
Blooms faded like youth.....
Feedback welcome.
 71° 
Dr Peter Lim
Does your life resonate
or stagnate?
 68° 
1DNA
~
Let me be your dark,
Your silent black knight.
Sleep, my baby moon,
Huddle in my night.

I'll wrap you around with stars
And every light I find.
Shine all you want —
Even if I fall blind.

I'll watch you from the heavens,
So as to not stain you.
I'll weep in gentle streams,
And bathe you anew.

I'll burn in the sun,
If it'll make you glow.
For your white angel,
I'll be your foe.

And when your eyes are closed,
And your body is sore,
I’ll rise with the ashes
From the red below.

~
I'm not really a person to easily fall in love.

So, if I do fall in love,
This is dedicated to my unknown special someone.
 66° 
Irelyn Thorne
I was told frowning caused wrinkles
When you were sad
Your childhood was wasting away

But now I know all emotions have a cause
That crying is only natural
Sadness isn't what makes our world turn gray
For all of those who believe that they need to constantly be happy -- don't
 65° 
Stjepan
Plavo more
bijeli kamen
mnoge rijeke
visoke planine
velike ravnice
zlatno sunce
sve to krasi nju
zemlju Hrvatsku.

Živim na
zemlji toj
od rođenja
svog jer
Hrvatska je
dom moj.

Kao iz bajke je
zemlja Hrvatska
cijeli svijet to zna
dođi prijatelju
biti će ti tu kao
u lijepom snu.

Želim mojoj Hrvatskoj
reći lijepe riječi dvje
volim te.

Stjepan Orlić
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