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Heal thyself poet
let words be your salve
let loose your longing
set free your sadness

Let them run wildly
over salt-damp parchment
Let them wail at the moon
and weep silently in corners

Throw them to the wolves
that your pain may sustain them
For it has nourished you
long enough

Let it all go.
Let it wrench from your soul
with glorious abandon
Let it scream from your lungs
Let it bleed through your skin

It matters not that you are broken,
that your scattered pieces hold no form
Only that you are here.

So write, dear poet.
Heal thyself.
I was asked why I write.....
 May 2014 svdgrl
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Angry looking man,
Stressing over his weak coffee,
Makes him feel vulnerable,
Caffeine helps him dictate,
As sharp as his suit,
Lessened by his gait,

Waitress not impressed,
His twitching brings her nausea,
The smell of coffee,
Affecting her hangover,
Public toilet looks appealing,
No time for tissue,

The new lovers, one wears a ring,
The other wants his wife's,
His money appeals,
He drives a fiat,
Full of bravado,
Is silenced at home,

Crying child,
False smile hides mothers stress,
Child irritated by coffee house walls,
Grandmother knows best,
New methods to raise,
As flat as the coffee house scones,

Elderly man sitting with his paper,
Keeping warm,
Same drink is now cold,
Watching the world go by,
David Attenborough in his head,
Two weeks to live,
And I’m happier than them all.
A typical day in the local coffee house
You just stand there again.
And rant on about
YOUR day and YOUR
problems and YOUR love
life and YOUR dreams
and YOUR obsessions when
you know I am silent now.

Lying on the bed now.
Dying now, Crying now.
Silent. Silent. Silent.
You should understand
my silence now.
Staring at the ceiling isn't listening.
Being vacant isn't listening.
Glaring out the window is not listening.
YOU even said it.
"Do you want to be alone."
Silence. Yes. Silence. No. Silence. Yes.

Why don't you understand my silence?
Why can't you understand alone?
Why can't you understand me?
Why don't you know my silence?
Why can't you just see?
The world is full of noises
And all I want to be
Is in silence right now.
No noise. Gold.
I am sick of hearing
So much noise.
I just want some silence.
Please.
 May 2014 svdgrl
Megan May
It says you were active 12 minutes ago
Even though you've been dead for twelve years
It was probably your cousin, you took over your page a few days after your passing
She turned it into a sort of yearbook, just for you
I wish you could see it
I always get my hopes up when I see that little green do appear on the screen
But it's never you
It hasn't been you in so long
It feels like just yesterday, you were by my side
Smiling and laughing and braiding your sister's hair
She hasn't worn a braid since you left
She says that nobody else can do it half as well as you did
We all miss you darling
I wish you'd come back
Even though I know you can't
You're still alive in my dreams though
And you'll always have your place in my heart
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