Joy was a word known to man
Until darkness covered their whole land.
As I walk past their faces that smile,
I saw lies in tearful eyes.

I was made to love and lead in a path.
I was made to be heartbroken.
I knew the reason but found I’d been sent to treason,
So I stopped at last.

Anteros sent me, but Eros sent the arrow.

I was made to love
The kind of love you give but never get.
Anteros called, I never answered.
Now I will wander alone and voice a speech.

Pin on a board love, lesson gained
Snake-bit pain like love under glass, labeled but never touched
Whatever it takes to pass the test and go to another.
Find them as I stare in the shadows.

Poised tears leak on sweeping finger cheeks.
I’m waiting for love letters that never come
But I was wrong…
There it came a smile on my face once again.

“I found the one, you taught me love…”
So it goes.
I was right,
Waiting for letters that may come,
But not for me for the teacher they learned from.

Love at first sight
Never the sight, but the one that watches the scene.
I made my peace
For being your prayer.

To watch over, to block the darkness
Now known to man.
Change in sorrowed eyes to worry-less pleas.
I was made to love.

By: Zoulaikha

“Are you okay?”

Sweetheart, I write poetry
And some kindhearted people said I write it well
…
That can only mean one thing
My mind is an unescapable hell

“Yeah, just tired”

Maybe it's ***** and dusty
And gets flooded with water sometimes
But it's more mine than anything

Poetry hung on the walls
From those on this genius website,
Paint accidentally on purpose spilled on the floor,
Art supplies on cardboard boxes decorated with pictures and paintings of mushrooms, frogs and jellyfish just because I think they look cool,
Stars made out of tin foil hung from the ceiling pipes just because

No one else really likes it in there
It's just a basement after all
But is it?

What if they weren't even silent
But no one cared to see where the sound came from?

What if they knew where it came from
But didn't care enough to fix it?

Oh brain
Please stop
...
I don't need anymore thoughts

I remember when 2nd grade
We had a lockdown
But I had so much to say
So much that I felt it very hard to stay silent

I wanted to know why someone would try and shoot us
And why turning off the lights would stop them

But Mrs jones had just shook her head
And shoved a lollypop in my mouth
(I didn't say another word)

I wish I could do that to my head
It won't shut up