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You are ever changing;
You are brand new.
Eyes like a glacial melting
Over the ocean blue.

I want to experience this rebirth
Within you in full bloom.
Steady as the roots of Earth,
Dominant as the pull of the moon.

From the perspective of one
Who finds darkness in everything;
You are every ray of sun
Inside of a cold, winter's dream.

Darling, you are golden and green,
Just as the rolling hills of Aberdeen.
Alxe Feb 2019
I’m fine
There’s just a choir in my head
Screaming not singing
At a girl, a child
Screaming help
Someone help
Me
I said I’m fine
angsty_teen sad depressed suppressed feelings
Daniela Dec 2018
I stare at my blank notebook trying to put down the things my heart feels, only to realize I can't. This sadness,disappointment.. where and how do I begin?

My best moments were with you,always. How I wish we were there again. The flashbacks come and go like fireworks in the night. Ones when I was in your car looking up at the sky to look at birds. The one of us in the darkness of the night looking at the sea and stars...

To think I loved you for everything you were;for everything you are...
I became you in those days. I absorbed you like the rays from the sun. I lost myself to you,to be everything you needed. I was your shadow.
And like the shadow I stayed behind.

But seeing you slowly back away from me broke my heart to pieces. All the while I told myself I was okay, that I knew all along.
That it was too good to be true.
Frustrated I cursed at the wind and hoped that you somehow heard me. That you would feel what I feel. That you knew what true love looked like.

I see it clearly that you never deserved me.
Never loved me.
Never saw the real me.
You will NEVER see the adoration I had for you. And how I would've gave you the world on a platter in exchange for your sincerest love and affection.
And now you will not see nor hear from me again. Exactly like the way it was in the beginning.
Kayla Gallant Dec 2018
We are much too young
To worry this much
About life
All that we have to offer
We carry around
In a suitcase
The size of a plum
Yet we worry
We will never be
Good enough
For them
The Gods who control us
Puppeteers in balcony seats
We are just passengers
In this brief carasoul
Of a lifetime
This is a rough draft of a poem I am working on. I would love to hear some feedback so I can improve my work. Thank you lovelies xo
OpenWorldView Nov 2018
Hey, that doesn’t rhyme,
what a ******* waste of time.

Do I really have to read this?
I don’t care about your mental fizz.

And btw, no one writes those anymore
only lonely people who hide indoor.

Honestly, what does this actually mean?
I prefer to watch a social media stream.

So, you better stop being a fool
and we might end to ridicule.
Of course that's only one side of the picture. There's lots of positive feedback too. Especially on this site. So don't stop writing.
Gods1son Sep 2018
Feedback is a gift
If you get one,
Don't let it cause a rift
Ensure to make the proper shift!
Feedback could feel harsh sometimes but if properly used, it would improve the quality of our works. Be grateful when you receive one.
The panic sets in and my lungs
Turn into mice held in the tyrannical
Grasp of the boa constrictor.

Tsunami waves of fear rush over
The surface of my skin like the
Tremors of an earthquake.

Heat rises to my eyeballs,
Red from the hot springs that
Were leaking from their ducts.

Breathe. Calm. Repeat
Until it becomes a mantra,
Or perhaps a curse.

Hire the witch doctor to
Medicate me, and exorcise
The demons from my brain.

Breathe. Calm. Repeat.
Fake it till you make it,
At least that's what they say.
Mystic Ink Plus Jul 2018
Get exposed to noise

To understand
what music is
Genre: Experimental
Theme: No Horn Please
Rex Verum Regem Jul 2018
Do you know what makes us great!?
Do you know the delphian feeling!?

I have walked on the sun and slept on the moon
Letting out my own flares
Creating my own current

We have been burnt and suffocated
Leaving ash in our wake
Multitude, overflowing; adrift, washing away

Do you know what makes us great!?
The ability the see the lights potential and make it shine seen through all the sky’s as a dying star
We are capable
Yet we long for more

Do you know the delphian feeling!?
Our ability to achieve and go beyond, encouraging greed, deception, betrayal
The Light!!
A two headed sword
Cementing history
Creating mystery
Certify Victory

The light beautiful and bright
Yet dark and mysterious.

Rex Verum Regem
TFK
Rex Verum Regem Jul 2018
I don't understand
Please explain
Tell me why
How
When ?

When did we stop?
Stop loving
Stop caring
Stop seeing Ourselves in one another

The war, the hate, the disgust
I see the layers that covers the training given by man
simmering below
hate coupled with a hint of disgust
seeping into our hearts
slowly turning and working there claws in
when all is lost and we can only hope

After the evils have found there way out
After the souls have cried their last cries
hope will follow.

Rex Verum Regem
TFK
To may times do we judge others and act based on what’s has been done to us letting the bad out shine the good but where there is love there is hope and where there is hope we can always get better and do better regardless of the wrong done to us
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