A poem about loveLove consists out of painA poem about love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Love consists out of desire
Love is what I admire
Love always fights against my brain
Love is despising
Love is passion
Love is not a piece of fashion
Love is always surprising
None of these things are untrue
Love is enough to make one weep
That is love as it seems
Yet when I think of you
I simply can’t fall asleep
Since life is finally better, than in my own dreams
to feel...To feel someone's arms around me,to feel...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
To feel a kiss, passionate, and deep,
To curl up together as we sleep.
Hearing your heart beat as i lay on your chest,
Holding you close, forget the rest,
Being happy with each other, no less.
Walking hand in hand down the street,
Not caring about the opinions of who sees,
Knowing despite what the world believes,
This love is real between you and me.
This is the simple happiness of my dreams,
Nothing extravagant, just having my love with me.
I don't have much hope left,
but i hope this will come to be.
You didn't dare.She smiled,You didn't dare.2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
but it was fake.
but she's about to break.
She reached out,
but no one came,
tried to fake it,
but the pain stayed the same.
This girl, she called to you,
but you didn't care.
Something told you to help,
but you didn't dare.
What would the others say?
The ones who called her a freak.
They may taunt or shun you,
so you choose not to speak.
Then she decides to leave.
Because no one wants her here.
You'll never see her cry.
She'll never shed another tear.
BullyingSo many, oh so manyBullying3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They scold us for being different,
They put shame upon us for not being like them,
Not liking sports,
Not dressing, talking, or thinking the same.
Anything they can find that will hit home,
Anything that will scar us deeply,
They say without hesitation.
Yet, things like this,
The way people today think somewhat bewilders me.
You want us all to be the same?
You want everyone to act as you do,
Think, talk, and be as you?
Now, honestly, where is the fun in that?
We should be scolding you for being all the same.
A ConversationYou're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!A Conversation3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Stranger: haw are you?
You: im good, hbu?
Stranger: little bored and starving for a decent conversation.
You: ikr :/ You into literature?
Stranger: i am into a lot of things, literature wise. is there any certain type you would like to discuss?
You: Well, I am somewhat of a poet, so preferably poetry, unless you had something else on mind to discuss
Stranger: we can do poetry
Stranger: who is your favorite poet?
You: Perhaps you'd like to see one piece of mine? If You'd like
You: And Emily Dickenson
You: (Can't spell for crap btw)
Stranger: i've been in a keats mood as of late and yes i would love to see your work
You: Is It Wrong:
You: Is it wrong
That I glance up at the clouds,
Feeling the wind through my hair,
And dream of a mystifying land
Where one can be accepted no matter what?
Is it wrong
That I choose to wear jeans down past my heels,
Baggy and ripped at the knees,