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 Dec 2019
Malia
What is love?
If I may ask.
Is it butterflies
When they walk past?
Is it warmth that seeps
To your fingertips
When they gift you
With a soft gentle kiss?
Is it the trust
That gives you comfort
Or the peace that they give you
That you only used to have in slumber?
Is it the bond that you share
That can’t ever tear?
Is it dying for the one you live for?
What is love?
If I may ask.
 Dec 2019
Jack Jenkins
Unequivocal uninspiration usurping my greater judgement
That perhaps this paper might be better left unwritten
For foolish folly fails to grow my intrepid soul
Daggered demons drift across sleepless eyes
Hunting in the night for any light
Meant to be burnt but smothered on sight
Red rivers release droplets into panten lungs
Organs of oddity never needed but to draw dead air
This is thus the safety of my mind and heart, departed and slain
//On life//

Days that layer on one another compound into a sad story, someday...
 Dec 2019
Ashly Kocher
When I put my heart and soul into a writing, it’s gets no response
When I just write and post, it goes wild!


Hmmm!???!
 Dec 2019
Carson Mia
The Ocean is my emotion-
it Changes like the tide.
Like shells that drift away-
it's often swept aside.

A Whale, the largest of mammals-
it is the heart of the sea.
A heart that moves in places-
it never wishes to be.

No one can stop this beautiful whale-
though frankly many have tried.
You can possibly hurt and scare the whale-
but cannot break what's inside.
 Dec 2019
Gods1son
In every 12, they say you'll find a Judas
That's why my circle has a small radius
Even the loyal ones can still break your trust
Read the Bible, 3 times Peter denied Jesus

Lots of faux well-wishers, enemies in disguise
They smile to your face but bitter inside,
Rejoice with you but wish for your demise
You don't want to be around these guys

Before you banish the fakes from your circle
Ensure you're not a *** yelling black kettle
You have to be your brother's keeper
Offering true loyalty to one another.
 Dec 2019
Stephen S
It's five feet tall and brilliant white.
It is my security.
My comfort zone.
A tidy, convenient barrier
between the darkness
and the world I cherish so much.

I love this fence.
I have worked so hard to protect it.
To keep it pristine.
Why then
am I so tempted
to jump to the other side?
 Dec 2019
Richard Smith
Is this world reality
Or is it just a dream
If so I’d like to wake up
Though it doesn’t seem to end

Upon the end of this dream
On waking from this life
Will I remember my mistakes
And minimise the strife
 Dec 2019
Richard Smith
Why am I isolated
Why does my voice
Die in my throat
Before I can explain
Why I feel so down

Why can I not convey
The hurt, anger, pain
I keep it inside
Only to hurt my loved ones
Not because I wish it

Why must I push
Everybody to a distance
Thinking it will save me
But only isolating me
Further from my family
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