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love it is a nature for the whole of all mankind
there will come a time when true love you will find
all  around the universe each and every place
love is there for everyone each and every race

love is everywhere every place we go
when your heart finds love it will let you know
you will get a feeling you never had before
getting even stronger as it begins to soar

happy ever after a fairy tale come true
it happens every where when love comes to you
American war ship
In the red sea and
The cannon's roar
And the clash of steel
In waters so deep the stories we keep
Of the battles fought beneath the sky
And USS Carl Vinson damaged badly
Tonight and its a terrible sight
Yemeni army are brave tonight and
Eclipsed by fate USS Carl Vinson
Sleeps tonight daring dreams
Where lost souls go.
USS Carl Vinson destoryed
USS Harry S. Truman damaged
$693 Million American tax payers money down the drain.
And the homeless people still go cold.
My bed is so warm,
So safe

Leave me here to rot please.
I enjoy the comfort of my bedroom
I don’t mind being left alone

I crave the isolation,
I crave being alone in my thoughts
I crave being calm and tired in my bed

Oh my bed is so warm,
So comfortable

I don’t care for the good weather out
The “exciting things” to do

Just leave me here to rot
I’m just so tired

I know this isn’t healthy,
But I’m scared–
So please just let me hide here,
I feel so weak…
Just a little poem about depression
The sunlight lingers -
travelling miles just to greet me

The bitterness in my coffee -
a quiet reminder to break free

The cat curling up beside me-
a silent keeper of my peace

The hues on my frames-
unfolding secrets buried inside of me

The smell in old libraries-
dusty chapters of my memories

The fragmented thoughts of my spirit-
making me want to live


The gravity of mundane things -
whispering the quiet joys of simply being
I don’t have the 𝗘𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗴𝘆
I don’t have the 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲
But you’re so young, you’re at your prime

It will fly right before your eyes
What’s next?
Soon you’ll say I don't have the 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗱
This was sitting in my drafts, so I’ll post it because why not. A lot has happened throughout the years, I’m 19 now. Haven’t written poetry in years. I’ll probably write some more someday
'Do or Die '
said I
'Why¿?'
queried they
'Ikigai '
I murmured in reply
In the midst of love
I'm reminded suddenly
I'm incapable
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