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Alicia Nov 2018
i’m no good, femme fatale
i bring hand grenades to dinner dates
beauty icon — kiss my cyanide flavored lip gloss
let’s bump uglies, ******* & rat poison
leave this world left hand *******
right hand intertwined in yours
i’m in a damaged goods costume
take away some letters, my clothes
and i’m just dam good
leaving you on your knees, begging to fix me
begging to **** me
I don’t follow the rules
I use my mouth on you
opened up and emptied out
just to fill me up... with your blood
femme fatale, equipped with fangs
and the ability to not give a ****
an ode to the ***** i used to be, rip


this is more of a spoken word poem
Erian Rose Nov 2018
In the coldness of the day
A frigid breeze swirls past
The trees covered in frozen crystals
And hands that hold as cold as ice
When your heart is mended
Tapped and glued
The frost melts it away
While the fire boils
And embers burn to ashes
The frost conceals all in glasses
Stiff and lifeless in its grasp
If only the frost could render a damaged life
Because frost isn't as powerful
As the sleet that shivers a windshield
Kyra Nov 2018
Energy seemed to crackle around her, constantly, like lightning wanted to escape her beautifully terrible grip.

~k.hem
Faryal Oct 2018
life

life; it’s a precious thing that can vanish anytime
Don’t let it slip through your fingers, dream big and start the action, take control of your life, make wild choices but good ones

Live wild, laugh at the good times, cry when you go through a heartbreak, cry when you come in first in a race because last place was what you always achieved, smile when good achievements are made

Travel and adventure the world, before all of it can vanish in one second,

Don’t let the small things agitate you, be patient, make music with the sound of nature, strum to your own heart beat, because we only have a few seconds to experience the joy that life can bring us, don’t let it slip through your fingers
Preston Gearin Oct 2018
My mind is a tangle of cognitive dissonance.

Oh, how mysterious. This emotion comes in waves.
I’m delirious when I let my heart cave.
Carve a mask for my face; no my smile isn’t fake
but my happiness is temporary and depression is my default.

Life can be sweet, but I mostly taste sea salt.
EveOfWhat Oct 2018
They'd look at my broken face,
cracked with sorrow, torn with anger,
Look at it, and tell me to smile.
Someday, I'd be a star to many,
a shining light, beautiful, graceful,
In the dark, dark sky.

I'd smile, willing the cracks to disappear,
Turning them around, so they're in my heart,
Hidden from sight and sympathy.
One star in billions, in the dark, dark sky.
Twinkling forever, graceful, beautiful.
I, I will be furious and blinding,
Powerful and fiery.
Not a star,
But a sun.
Grace Spellman Oct 2018
she is like wildfire
contagious -- burning
everything in her path
to ashes

she is crazy
she fears no consequence
of her actions

she knows -- she won't get caught

do not try to contain this one
she will break free
of any walls you build around her

do not try to understand her -- she does not need your understanding

instead
embrace her
tag along

or get burned in the flame she leaves you in
its me, and its you, and its us,, because we are all flammable under her touch.
Faith Oct 2018
I feel hallow
I am a shell of a human
I have no ambition, motivation, or goals
I lack an essence that a person needs to get by       Why will no one blow life into me
I was a child once, born of a crazy world
This world made me
I am not without the world
But unlike the world there is nothing inside me
And unlike the world I fail to be seen
I am alone in this world
If I cannot be then I will retreat to where I came
I will fall to ash and become what I never could
Andres Martinez Oct 2018
Not a wolf in sheep's clothing
I dont need to sneak around
And I don't announce my presence
I just kick the door down
Although it might be nice to lead a pack
I don't need the assurance of a crew to watch my back
I wander where I want
I  hunt to eat or hunt for the thrill
To survive like this it takes way more than just skill
a special kind of breed
the kind that doesnt retreat
the type that lets my actions speak
No warning either I go for the throat ,maul and maim
it's over before you know it  no trace ,no name
A dog eat dog world is what you call your game
but you're a subpar species and that's a shame
don't even try to bring up that we might be from the same family tree
I'm the distant relative that you'll always  try to be but remember
You're a pup trying to compete with a beast!
misha Oct 2018
you push
me down
but i
don't brush
that weight
away
i don't brush
your words
away

but instead
i climb onto
them
instead of
falling down
i rise
higher than
before
because nothing
you'll ever do
matters
to me.

at least not anymore
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