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 Sep 2019 Azaria
collin
wet
 Sep 2019 Azaria
collin
wet
spines quiver
in the bed
pleasure delivered
giving head
inspired by lil wayne probably
 Sep 2019 Azaria
laura
summers gone
 Sep 2019 Azaria
laura

summer vanished in an instant
i always told my momma we should move
somewhere else far from here
 Jul 2019 Azaria
viola
mental health
 Jul 2019 Azaria
viola
sometimes I wish I had cancer
then people would send me flowers, and get well soon cards.
but I am bipolar
so when I am sick
I suffer alone, ashamed
because too many times
people synonymously use my illness for crazy.

-please stop
 Jun 2019 Azaria
collin
despite how i feel
you're still the one i feel
the fibers sings songs
filled with your name
and memories of it
**** it
**** it
i lie to myself again
void of memories
in which i didn't love
void of memories
in which you did
 Jun 2019 Azaria
collin
social
 Jun 2019 Azaria
collin
live in it
with it
inside it
 Jun 2019 Azaria
collin
Foot stretch
 Jun 2019 Azaria
collin
I know there’s a problem
This is not who I want be
 Jun 2019 Azaria
collin
skating
 Jun 2019 Azaria
collin
something spanish stutters on our most sentimental silence
A road ribbed on both sides with violence
Finds its place inside its high tide and watching suns set
Like guns sent where nuns went
The feet in shoes on boards on wheels
The street in blues encore on orange peels
 Jun 2019 Azaria
Graff1980
James
 Jun 2019 Azaria
Graff1980
What a lovely night
with just the right
amount of light
to illuminate
my fellow poet.

A little heft
below his chest;

A smile left.
I take several breaths
as he speaks
to me
spiritually.

Brother of
diverging
philosophies,

sweet words spoken,
given as a token
of his scholarly
artistry.

I listen,
grateful
for my grateful dead
looking
gentle ginger
gentile jesus.
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