Marcus Kruep13 hours ago
Why Write?
I don't write for you I know it's all for me but maybe if you listened a similarity, you could see the pain and all the crazy thoughts that are going through my head all might just be the way you feel...
Aditi Gunda14 hours ago
Your Lies
I slowly open my eyes And I can automatically read through the lies Of every single word you say I always come back to a day Where I say I do want to believe But all I really want to do is leave Hopin...
Marielle Sabbag14 hours ago
Turpentine
Dan lay there on the bed. with empty wine bottles all around. That thick stench of paint remover was said to only last a day or more, but for him, it would last forever. He should have listened when h...
meka carter15 hours ago
Coveted
I don't want a lot from my days Just a little sunshine I can view from my bed And maybe a warm body to which I can turn Planting a good morning kiss on his forehead Before I depart the comfort of his ...
Monique Star16 hours ago
Outlawed In-Betweens
Black or white. Yes or no. Something is or it isn’t. Square, not a box. Circle, not a hole. Cover, not a book. People crave simplicity. Who, what or where is welcome, But how and why cause migraines. How and why draw another axis of reason. How and why provide depth. How and why give the Questioned a brain And make them human. Explanations shan’t exist In a world drawn by simplicity and control. You expect a kindergartener To draw cubes and prisms in a coloring book? Absolutely not. So why must ...
Kayla Weber16 hours ago
The Only Way
Reaching towards me and tucking a rebellious strand of strawberry blonde hair behind my ear, My mother's wintery grey-blue eyes met mine, seeking some piece of information - But what? The longer her g...
Sid l.c 11 days ago
One Day
We get colder As we grow older We will walk So much slower And hold our heads lower. Our hopes will be so far above us, I swear, they touch the heavens. Once in a while, we’ll catch a glimpse of what ...
Christopher Sims20 days ago
Stop a Bullet with a Poem
Stop A Bullet with A Poem If I could stop a bullet with a poem I would. If I could save one life with a poem I would. I’d throw each word like a disk or a shield aiming straight at bullets from 45s an...
meka cartera month ago
Metamorphosis
I rise from the ashes After scorching the lies of my youth I come to terms, realize It’s okay to be a mess I no longer have to evade my truth I wasn’t born into this madness Neatly packaged with a bow...
heaven younga month ago
Outline
You don’t know the first thing about strength, When the battle gets too hard, you run away. Put others before yourself in harm’s way, But I won’t let you get to me today. You think you have power over...
Jacob Jacksona month ago
The Black Wolf
How do I say my depression is unbearable when I'm stuck in this place? How do I say it without hurting the people who've tried so hard to make things okay, who've been there for me almost every single...
Hello, December
Hello, December, how’ve you been? It’s been a while since we caught up; we should spend some time together. Let’s stand outside wrapped in scarves and mittens catching snowflakes on our tongues while ...
Only the Classics
The roots from which poetry as we know it has flourished. Taking you back to the classical era, one stanza at a time.
Life as a Poet Knows It
Industry tips for new poets. Welcome to the Poets family.
America in Verse
One Nation, United by Poetry. Exploring the United States of America through word.
Aditi Gunda14 hours ago
Your Lies
I slowly open my eyes And I can automatically read through the lies Of every single word you say I always come back to a day Where I say I do want to believe But all I really want to do is leave Hopin...
Marielle Sabbag14 hours ago
Turpentine
Dan lay there on the bed. with empty wine bottles all around. That thick stench of paint remover was said to only last a day or more, but for him, it would last forever. He should have listened when h...
A.R. Marquez16 hours ago
My Last Words to Be Your Name
Its taken so long to remove the palisades To gaze upon your demure aura As I breathe in the dalliance of your aroma Gasping through a once brick-jawed enclosure A smile so in tune with the axis of the...
Monique Star16 hours ago
Outlawed In-Betweens
Black or white. Yes or no. Something is or it isn’t. Square, not a box. Circle, not a hole. Cover, not a book. People crave simplicity. Who, what or where is welcome, But how and why cause migraines. How and why draw another axis of reason. How and why provide depth. How and why give the Questioned a brain And make them human. Explanations shan’t exist In a world drawn by simplicity and control. You expect a kindergartener To draw cubes and prisms in a coloring book? Absolutely not. So why must ...
Monique Star16 hours ago
Blue Wasteland
The sky's color, no longer in existence The world no longer seen as a puzzle Autism faced prehistoric reptile fate Because of those so too scared to even think. We spread awareness and acceptance Our marks fade away. We were people before, Nothing was wrong before. So why can't our blue minds just stay? Sure, we seemed strange, Sure, we're awkward, Sure, we stay on self-interests all day. The difference is puzzles are lifeless 'Cause their souls were all chased away. There might be rare happy fa...
A Is for Anxiety
All of my oxygen is being crushed Now the tingling in my arms to my neck feels like ants under my skin Xylophones makes noise and noise is what prolongs rapid breathing I am fearing and worrying thing...
Marcus Kruep13 hours ago
Why Write?
I don't write for you I know it's all for me but maybe if you listened a similarity, you could see the pain and all the crazy thoughts that are going through my head all might just be the way you feel...
meka carter15 hours ago
Coveted
I don't want a lot from my days Just a little sunshine I can view from my bed And maybe a warm body to which I can turn Planting a good morning kiss on his forehead Before I depart the comfort of his ...
Shyanne Stephens17 hours ago
Beauty in the Dark
There is a time where we see the beauty in simplicity, the simplest of things have the natural lighting of what is named to be beautiful There are times where beauty is the must to be seen, the things...
Kayla Weber16 hours ago
The Only Way
Reaching towards me and tucking a rebellious strand of strawberry blonde hair behind my ear, My mother's wintery grey-blue eyes met mine, seeking some piece of information - But what? The longer her g...
kadee grace17 hours ago
Thunder and Lightning Strikes
as the thunder booms the world fills with its dooms as the lightning strikes there's trouble in our nights It has happened before behind our closed doors When we are tucked in at night feeling all saf...
Aditi Gunda18 hours ago
You Don’t Realize...
You don’t realize that what you say actually hurts me And you don’t realize that you are making me flee You don’t realize that at this time, I need you more than anything And you don’t realize that yo...
Benedict Laub2 days ago
Vapor and Dust
She curls her sandy thighs around the marshes And ruffles herons’ feathers With a salty sigh. Pining for her distant lover, She laps and whispers of her hunger To the uncaring shore. Love might curdle...
The Flower of Envy
There once was a flower that envied all flowers it wished it could sing it wished it could talk it wished it could fly in the world up above for it was every color it could wish it envied the moons th...
Michelle Frank3 days ago
It's Coming
Sitting here watching the sky turn grey, with the promise of the snow storm that is on its way. We feel a chill deep in our bones, even though we are safe and warm in our homes. Mother Nature is ready...
Gulraj Bedi16 hours ago
Silver Lining
When I was crumbling, when I was about to fall You came and steered me with your grace You overpowered darkness, you are my sunlight And now, all I can see is your face When all of my dreams failed, a...
kadee grace16 hours ago
There Is Something Wrong
There is something wrong when good marriages end it happens all the time, and over again the world's messed up and on the wrong track it lives regrets and can't take things back We say "I do" and it m...
kadee grace19 hours ago
The Rivers Run
He rolls over in the night places a kiss upon her cheek trying to be so very quiet pulls back the covers to take a peek as she lies there in her tender sleep he knows right then that this one's for ke...
Inure Muse19 hours ago
I Fucked It Up
I really, really, fucked it up... when I let the wrong people in. I fucked it up even more with all the suicide attempts, I didn't win. I didn't know how to deal with the turmoil my mind was in. Eating at my soul, tearing at the outer layer of my emotional skin. Consumed from the inside out ... dying within. Nobody. Not even my kin, nor Bill Withers, to 'lean on me, when I'm not strong...' Not one person could just... be my friend, or help me carry on. Seriously, broken into shards of glass on t...
Daniel D k2 days ago
I Am Spiderman
Superheroes fight crime... I fight my own crime without wearing a mask. Villains will attack me with words of hate or looks of disgust, just because the costume I wear isn't the same as those that sha...
kadee grace4 days ago
Damn Her
damn her for her choices damn her for her stupidity damn her for her vulnerability damn her for her weakness who taught her this game of sacrifice? was she conditioned this way? maybe it was all she k...
Edkesha Anderson17 hours ago
Insomnia
Ever been awakened by thoughts unknown Sleeping soundly while yearnings grow The absence of someone yet no one present Back to sleep you cannot go How can this be? You were sleeping so soundly Sleep s...
Do You Understand?
You tell me you understand But do you know the plight? Of a woman and her shadow Walking briskly through the darkness of the night You tell me you understand But do you really feel? What it means to e...
Jaden Bleu3 days ago
Hanging by a Thread
The boot print led to disapproval, with each disappointment, came a river of ice, that worked hard, but it wasn't enough to crush but it did leave a stamp mark on many minds and brains. My sacrifice, ...
Jaden Bleu3 days ago
A Brief Tale of Two Sisters
Primeeta went on to further her education. Shamanda stayed at home. Primeeta won all the awards. Shamanda scraped life together. Primeeta always had neat hair. Shamanda was a wild child. Primeeta was ...
Jaden Bleu20 days ago
Treasure or Trash?
To many, poems are like little nuggets of gold, little mysteries that are exhibited and told. To many, poems are like the smell of refreshing flowers, the closer one looks, the stronger its powers. To...
Jaden Bleua month ago
Prayers for Her (Pt. 7)
Father, Simplify her life in every possible way that you can, show her always life's ground plan. Speak to her so that she knows it doesn't matter if clothes fit, teach her the way that she should to ...