A Safe Place To Land
Open to a, “trust fall,” but unsure of the catching hand,
Knowing that I must fall and hope for a safe place to land,
I will place my trust in you though not knowing if you’ll catch me,
But I’m falling anyway, though failing would dispatch me,
The depths of love unrequited wait to swallow me whole,
Unless above, we’re united by your arms that catch me as I fall,
But either way I’m falling...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 10:46 pm
Also by Jason Bayliss:
Crack The Beams | CODA | Be Love | Goodbye Old Friend | Mute | Creeping Paralysis |Ashes on concrete
Break yr own heart..
In a rush of silence, in a rush of violence.
Without apprehension, no comprehension.
Cognitive dissonance, dominance, homonyms, adjectives, selective placement
Build bridges,
write memes,
come up with schemes....
past traffic stops, run from the cops..
Darling I love yr earrings,
with a hint of shimmer and shine..
.. like the glassy l...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 10:46 pm
Also by Pagan Poetry:
Bread n' Butter |Only a Week
Only a Week
The microcosm of one week's events
stand out in all the events of history
A glimspe of a few days in time
echo their sounds to the present day
a rapturous welcome of a King
as joyful souls sing their praises
The same souls who within a week
shouted Crucify Him! Crucify Him!
Was such caprice so well condensed
so human as to mood and moment
The preva...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 9:32 pm
Also by keith jeffries:
Today | The Lap of Luxury | A Changing Landscape | Desolation | The Life of a Cenobite |The “Tourons” Great Day Out
Touron........A tourist who unfortunately also happens to be a moron!
The “Tourons” made up a picnic
of their favourite food and drink
They brought along everything from home
except the kitchen sink
Bags bursting with goodies
enough to see them through the day
They left behind the empty packaging
for others to throw away
Taking much effort to pack everything
their stomachs desired
...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 8:05 pm
Also by julie callaghan:
Forget-Me-Nots | Old And New | Spring Blossom | Rule Of Six | Endearing | The Tale Of Covid 19 | La La Land | The Greatest Show | My Pandemic Diary | Jabbercocky | Murmuration of Starlings | Lunevalley Textiles | Tangerine Dream | The Day I Met Tony Curtis | Lockdown St Patrick's Day | Poet Tree | My Vaccination | Sarah Everard RIP | Happy Mother’s Day | Colours In Every Flavour | Magical Carpet | The Gift Of Your Love | The Boy, The Mole, The Fox And The Horse | Something From Nothing | Piers Morgan Makes The News | Harry and Meghan | Mother's Day Display | Another Lockdown Sunday | Some Days I Have A Tale To Tell | Daily Lesson In Maths | Good Morning | Everything Will Be Alright (Version 2) | Everything Will Be Alright | St David's Day |Sylvan Hope
tones of wooded sprouting leaves
sing the measure of the trees
they festive lift, and rustle, clap,
or silent sway, filled with sap
gorged and sated, a jewel they glow
the color of the sign to go
full of chlorophyll, the grass
screams of life as through stained-glass
filling up with greenhouse gas
while oxygen to us they pass
surrounding us with vital health
vegetation is eart...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 7:21 pm
Also by Brian Hodgkinson Jr.:
Folly Roger | Fly the Skies | This Tree | Wild Child | Arachn Idvasion | Anyone? | Living on the Wire | Caned | The Ablation | Now You See | Unbuckle | Drops of Heaven | The Artist | Juneau’s camp of the misguided | No Child Should Ever Smile Like This | Pearl of Africa | Girl in the Mirror | Springing My Step | Mermaids from Monkeys | Poe's Hecker | This Morning in Morgantown | Wait for It | Genesis Season | On the Edge of a Dream | Resting on a Lilypad | Center | Morning Zazen | African Airways | Fragmentally | Lifeboat | New Toys | It Prowls Around | Chimera | Wooden Bones Were Willing | The Ride Home | Them | Dayspring | A Nymph's Tail | Tickled Green | Changing Score | Definition | Telephony | Scrappy | Hanks Banks | Midnight at the Minimart | Stop | Untitled | Green Eggs | Buddhas | Long Count | Sifting Sands | Before My eYes | Cherished Moon | My Arse Poetical | This Instant | Regrets | It Says 4:21 | Tuning In | Music Street Mob | March 4th | Baggy Time | River Ducks | After Gaze | Sand Castles | Rendezvous | Heaven Can Wait | Gripped | Hodgkinson's Uncommon Sense Maxims | He Ain't Heavy |Kosovo crucified
A vanishing life along these cobbled streets,
endless grey days of August in the Balkans
At heart my Orthodox soul grieves
for these long centuries of despair
and for all the bodies that were left there.
Landless, we were robbed by the Turks,
our churches smashed,
our daughters raped
our sons taken as Janniseries
to return to us as the sultan's savages...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 4:33 pm
Also by John E Marks:
The speech of angels | The rhythm of a dream | Early spring | Vergissmeinnicht (Forget-me-not) | leaps and bounds | Parataxis | Song of the Harp | Count yourself lucky | Curved air | Simone Lucie Ernestine Marie Bertrand de Beauvoir, 9 January 1908 – 14 April 1986 | Non-woke rant | Things fall apart | The end of me | Loss has no end |Gratefulness
All the knots untied
The doors opened wide
Unlocked everything
Destiny is changing
Angels are chasing
With goodness and mercy
A reward for patience
Award winning situation
My time has finally come
All heaven sent gifts
Arrived right on time
With a grateful heart
I grab all my heavenly prize
Generations shall reap
Benefits from what I did sow
Now all go...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 3:20 pm
I AM
I think
therefore I am
a declaration said
for all to understand
with that said
we must cautiously expand
turns out it's not important
that I am.
Wednesday 31st March 2021 1:26 pm
Also by d.knape:
Requires Assembly | Vaccine Shot | BEING WRONG | Sweet Rain | TRUE LOVE | ROOTS | TESTING | STAY SAFE | Ghost Of A Poem | Alarm Clock | The Silent Treatment | PIPE DREAMS | I WONDER | HIGH RISK,---a poem by O.L. Buzzerd | ONCE UPON A TIME | FRIEND | CONNIPTION | Squeaky Shoes | LIMBS | LOVING PARENTS | SEEING | SNOW GLOBE | FLY | Of All People |A Women's Catharsis
I want to breathe
I want to cry
I want to live
I want to die
I want to stay out til' 7am
I want a boy that's heaven sent
I want a house
I want a car
I want to travel
But not too far
I want to laugh
I don't want to think
I want to pour myself a big fat drink
I want to dance
I want to fight
I want to see your face in morning light
I want to jump into t...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 10:40 am
Also by Genevieve:
The Feminist Friend |Siren
a bad lady's fallen down,
I bend to tender succour,
lean, quite ravaged now,
she used to be a looker
rheumy eye meets mine
sees me for an old lover
I ring for an ambulance
my raincoat for a cover
beyond speech, staring,
I stroke her grimy hand,
crowd standing apart, a
motley but curious band
she tries to speak, but
uttering merely tears,
tho...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 10:33 am
Also by simon lucan:
Containers | Seconds | Safer Streets | The Big Room | Capsules | A Parting | Black Cupboard | The Watchers | Waiting | Demanding Women | Prone | Switching Off | His New Partner | Amazed |Exquisite branches
Blooms from the barbed branches
halt the steps of the busiest
if you are not exquisite,
why anyone want to smell ,
When you were born the luckiest.
No one loiter to eulogise the branch
you grown from, does it make sense
the beautiful dark thing curated
only to highlight your presence.
Wednesday 31st March 2021 10:29 am
Also by Nazia Khan:
Lost Crusader | Allegory bereft of meanings | Itinerary | Paumanok | Immaculation | Inflorescence within barren | Plumes | Inveterate | Unorthodox | Cordial cup of tea ☕ | Outset of the earth |When Lenny swallowed a penny
Lenny a three year old,was in distress,he'd swallowed a penny,
Fortunately this sort of thing doesn't happen to many.
To alleviate the little lad's fear,
Dad pretended to pull a penny from Lenny's ear
In a flash the penny was grabbed and swallowed by the lad,
Who delightfully demanded,"Do it again dad !"
Wednesday 31st March 2021 5:33 am
Also by hugh:
A parting gift !! | Jenny in a panic rings her mum for advice | A count of madness | A rugby sensation. Cymru am byth | A whimsical decision | A shocking sharking decision !! | Drugged from an early age | A mean man !! | "We were a large impoverished family, life was a scramble !!" | A rude awakening in church | Bernadette was a flaming nuisance !! | Lockdown dog price boom | A prolific shoplifter caught shoplifting at ASDA | Burglar devoured by crocodile !! | Nip the bud of violence against women at an early age | A hardened criminal's good deed from prison on Mother's Day | How to deal with cold calls. | The pressure of home schooling and the joy of their return by Sonia | Sid told the tooth, the whole tooth and nothing but the tooth.But they were false ! | Be careful when you text | "What?" a masterful interview by Oprah Winfrey, opening up the hearts of Meghan and Harry | A ghostly experience | "Doctor please will you give me a kiss ?" | Robbery, due to a lack of police presence | The police are searching for a killer | "£10,000 pound reward if you find my dog." | Fully recovered | A bill shock at the dentist |Now That There Are No More Words To Hurl
Now that there are no more words to hurl,
And silence stalks the corridors of my world...
I think of all the things I could have said,
Instead of all the things I did to hurt you.
So now that all that angry fire has left,
And raindrops on the window only mirror tears I've shed,
I sit and watch blurred raindrops fall,
And where you sat, no-one sits instead.
Now that there are no more card...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 3:40 am
Also by Aviva Rifka Bhandari:
No Stranger Love | Troubled Water | Sonnet | Confusion | Fidgeting | Faith, Love and Honesty | Stuck In Your Head (a poem) | Praise The Dreamers | Strong Enough | The Only Words I Know | Nuclear | I, The Universe | Spring Clean | Take Stock | Close The Door | A Perfect Day Is Not Impossible | The Perfect Fit | It Is OK | As Yet Untold | Alphabet Soup | Seasonal | Poetry Junction | Invest In Posterity | A War To Be Won | Other Things To Smile About | I'm A Believer |The undertow
Tangled with sorrow
Mellowed with self pity
An endless knot
With no purpose in sight
An no viable option
Cut the knots
An Irreversible consequence
A state of infinity
Just know
There is always a way
To create a new destiny
Wednesday 31st March 2021 1:18 am
Also by Cody Roach:
Anchor | Beauty in tragedy | Surrender | Here and now | Sea and Fire | Alpha Omega | Entropy | Jaws of love | Amateur Blood | Time |GRANDMA'S HOUSE
GRANDMA'S HOUSE
Defunct flies lay clenched
tight as fists, webs hung low
near holy statues positioned
to ensure she'd go to heaven.
I nosed my uncles' rooms
while they were out at work,
broke open dog-ends, tasted
gold strands, sweet at first
but bitter in the throat.
She sang rebellion as her sponge
slopped from bucket to floor,
argued in the bare-bricked ...
Wednesday 31st March 2021 12:28 am
Freckled Shoulders
The red dust of Mars settles on my heart,
only her will can stop the thrashing of cymbals that call me to her.
Every cascade of flaxen strength undermines the facade of purity
but the tilt of her smile will resound everpresent.
Ablazen are her cobalt eyes, I draw strength from their tranquility
she could not know the foundation she raises the pyre of my love,
the freckled shoulde...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 7:27 pm
Lost
When you left, you took a piece of my heart
When you left, my whole world came tumbling down
I became so lost
I was left in the dark
You took with you my light
When you left, I learned to fight
I learned to navigate this world without you by my side
I learned to be strong to no longer rely on your love
You thought I was weak,
For feeling too much
Now, you're the one ...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 5:31 pm
Mnemosyne
The mantlepiece memorabilia
stand at attention, salute
and await marching orders
from the commandant of memory,
ready to parade gauzed-over
truths, a panoply of sibilant
echoes, from times jubilant
or dreadful, like a
mischievous missive from
all that's missing...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 3:53 pm
Also by Holden Moncrieff:
L'Esprit de L'Escalier | Trickster | Babel | Chekhov's gun | Redacted | Argonaut | Playtime | Motif Mania | What-If Analysis | Contemporary Catechesis | Maze | C'est la guerre? | Travel Brochure | Catastrophizing 101 |astrology (03/30/2021)
aspirated dews
cast cold , and pale
precipitate of wanton whiles
haunted
by the nape
of your neck
caught breathless
in midst-step:
off balance in static
the bright charge of greyn eyes
and a coy, knowing curl,
a shift in the ether
rousing in wake
soft-lashed and comfort-quiet trembles
replete with the distant kiss of brambles
and it feels
so
real
that it can't be as far...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:27 am
Also by Zach Dafoe:
the comments section (03/23/2021) |First Christmas
One whole year's
time emptied
Like lace leaves
From the cold trees
Skeletal wisps
You are missing
attic tinsel
Boxed deep and dusting
With bristles flaking
From the broken spine
So no silver lines
Our crisp, black-branched pine.
Tuesday 30th March 2021 10:26 am
Also by Laurie Briar:
December Bones | Cinquain #2 (Tired) | Cinquain #1 (Stretch marks) | Kemah Bob | #6 (thank you, dears) | #5 (cackling stress) | My last night, in the flat we almost shared |Attitudes
Who could you touch, cuddle or kiss?
The world had seen nothing like this.
Harrowing warnings everyday on TV.
Dig into your past, any regrets to see?
Victims became 'lepers' to our shame.
A witch hunt went on to pin the blame.
People became defensive or often lie.
The dirty tabloids felt the need to pry.
Victims coaxed to hide away in a shelł
To get through it alone, their living hell...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 8:47 am
Also by Mike Bartram:
Dreams | 'Passport' | Funtime in Poets Park | The Faraway Man | No Tutor of Song (The Regent Honeyeater) | 'Poets Park' (Bootle Merseyside) | 'Bad Apples' | Happy Mother's Day | Every Dream I Have | A Windy Day! | Diddy Tears | A Better Place | 'White Rabbit' |Do Not Disturb
she was sent in to wake the beast
knowing there would be consequences
the door she opened
her heart racing as to leave her chest
step by step his bed she approached
unleash the demons was her demand
a touch so light had no effect
her heart beat louder
as she attempted again
not to be disturbed
asleep he remained
with the courage she had left
a shake is what she ...
Tuesday 30th March 2021 3:13 am
Also by Nicholette Baye:
Burning Gold | Sunshine & Rainbows |YER CARBON FOOTPRINT
I’ve often heard cynics deride the efforts of environmental campaigners like Greenpeace or XR for their personal hypocrisy; or for ridiculing a little teenage girl by, predominantly, white middle aged men, for drawing their attention to the issue. “How did they travel to their protest, then?”. “Who made their clothes?”. “Didn’t she fly to the States?”. Criticisms which miss the point completel...
Monday 29th March 2021 9:55 pm
Also by John Coopey:
THE WEE WEE SONG | SO LONG, S'BIN GOOD T'KNOW YUH | ...BUT LOST TO HUDDERSFIELD | VILLANELLE FROM HELL | LONG HAIRED LOVER FROM HADDLESEY | SUMMERTIME AND THE LOCKDOWN IS EASING | LIFE OF PIE | N'DIDI | ADDICTED | INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S WEEK | SWEETLY, SWEETLY DONE | THE BATTLE OF TOWTON | CORONAVIRUS CIRCUS |Container Ships
The world still needs container ships
to travel down the shipping highways.
but when they make these trading trips
it’s better not to try it sideways.
Monday 29th March 2021 8:39 pm
Also by Trevor Alexander:
Container Ships | Lockdown Hair | Bill the Bard | Limbo |Tears in the Time of Covid
You come unbidden into my life
An unwanted house-guest
Arriving without invitation
Silent tears, now so often just a breath away
Creeping in, unseen from beyond the darkness
Wrapping my shoulders with hollow grief
Inhabiting the edges of my days
Nurturing melancholy, the friend of tears
An unwelcome companion, who remains too long
Stirred by some imprint, ...
Monday 29th March 2021 8:00 pm
Also by Brenda Wells:
The Day of the Dandelion Clocks | A Sunset of Blushing Pink | The First Stirrings of Spring |End of the Line
Is this the end of the line
Have we run out of road this time
Are we still living with lies
Or are these thoughts all in my mind
My hearts forever aching
I feel there’s love inside
But it’s hard to show emotions
It’s so much easier to hide
So is this the end of the line
Or are we both just being blind
Do we just need to make time
Instead of leaving ‘us’ behind
I know the paths not ea...
Monday 29th March 2021 7:22 pm
Also by curiousdud3:
Trapped in my mind |Sons and Lovers
The horny-handed sons of toil
Roll up their sleeves and till the soil.
They function as a perfect foil
For lovers, hidden in the trees,
Who cool with pleasure in the breeze,
In huddles which nobody sees.
They wander later back to home,
Each one tired from their labours;
Here they will subsist as neighbours,
Friends, dispensing valued favours,
Gossips, s...
Monday 29th March 2021 5:53 pm
Also by Stephen Gospage:
Third Wave in Europe | Last night | Sounds of the Seventies (or 'Those weren't the days') | Public Schools | Chewing the fat | Land of plenty | Cash in hand |Django
Django
Django woke slowly as the heavy dusk closed in,
Framed within a simple deal window. The street below
Began to quieten. Stray comments wafted from the inn;
Across the way drinkers cursed the gathering, drifting snow
As he lay in semi-wakefulness. The dying sun flicked
A parting salute along the cobbled roadway, her crimson
Painting its gaudy standards in fairground red. ...
Monday 29th March 2021 3:35 pm
Also by Chris Hubbard:
The Dark Land | The Train Won't Wait |Strive
There is a sense of silence within...
As the cacophony around continues...
I experienced a heartwrenching feeling...
And it got my brain reeling...
The fear of disconnect..
Because you haven't been able to connect...
Created a sense of vaccum...
Poured in all kinds of gloom...
What ifs took centre stage..
And my thoughts and feelings felt trapped in a cage...
Life is ...
Monday 29th March 2021 5:27 am
Let’s Make Art Tonight
If I can’t take me at my best
you don’t serve me at your worst
or something like that
I can’t argue and make sense
at the same time
who does that
Brancusi
Pollack
Mondrian
I don’t wanna fight
Let’s make art tonight
we need a canvas as big
as the city
supplies we
don’t have any
there are too many stories
turn off the tv
I just wanna sculpt you
With potatoes...
Monday 29th March 2021 3:37 am
Also by Robert C Gaulke:
Comorbidities | In trouble | The Offended | Failing Biology | Blowing Back |Misrecollect
I've been writing a lot lately
Nothing's been coming out
So what's been fine since I've not been fine
I know you have a mountain that I can't climb
I've been trying to mine mine
Maybe if you could look through the lines
You could understand I'm not lying anymore
How long until Suffocation becomes a pill
I know I'm dramatic all the time
I'm mellowing out like a fine wine
I still can't ...
Monday 29th March 2021 12:57 am
Also by Mikey V Kinsey:
I Bet | Pesticide | Breathing | Going Back Home |Lady Desiree
The object of my innermost desires
are neither abstract, theoretical,
hypothetical, or borne out of delusion
No confusion exists in my thoughts at all
just Lady Desiree
At first sight, in a glint of morning light
I observed her flowing form, at which point
I think I was reborn, because my life became transformed for the better
Although I'd not had a tryst, I started
...Sunday 28th March 2021 10:36 pm
Also by Rick Varden:
Forming the Arts | Springing Up |Murder Made Easy
"Oh come and see the flowers in the garden," Molly said.
He went to look and when he did she smashed him in the head;
He fell into the waiting grave as dead as dead can be
And she quickly filled it up again and went and had her tea.
Sunday 28th March 2021 10:28 pm
Also by branwell kent:
Evolution In Action | A Grown Up? | Is That You, My Love, Come Back From The Dead? | The Closest I'll Ever Get To A Love Poem |AGENDA BENDER
I'm on what's called an agenda bender -
I head unasked to join the action;
I'll be your ready and able attender
At any display of dissatisfaction
The media are fans of fakery
They're ready to make up stories
They'd see meat in a bakery!
(And they love to blame the Tories).
I watch the daily mainstream news
For the expected biased depiction
Of who did what - ...
Sunday 28th March 2021 4:34 pm
Also by M.C. Newberry:
GROUND ZERO (2) | MODERATION IN MODERATION | GROUND ZERO | WHITE BRILLIANCE | AN IRISH REJOICING | THE FIRE OF JOY | SHEEP ON CLAPHAM COMMON | LIFE | HOPE | BRISTOL FASHION | LONG-SUFFERING MEN'S DAY | RECYCLING |Starship Shining Love
Blind in seeing
what I should
opening gravitating eyes
starship shining love
moonbeams stirs rebirth
unknown night sky
reveals less dark.
Sunday 28th March 2021 1:53 pm
Also by Nigel Astell:
Dentist, Doctor and getting to The Hospital | One Pink Rose equals another Day Without You | Set Your Sights then go for The Kill | Can't Put It Down | Whiter Than White |You broke me
You entered my dark side
you broke me for no reason
you all threw one spear
on my velvet soul
you made my sad sky
you put it over my head
you took my air and water
you put my heart to sleep
not to feel pain
in small pieces
you have broken me mercilessly,
and I will close my eyes
and I will forgive as always.
Sunday 28th March 2021 12:49 pm
Also by Sanja Atanasovska:
Macedonian sky | Passion flake | All the Lights of the World |I want to live in a retirement village
I want to live in a retirement village
I want to live in a retirement village
So I can reside in an elderly community
Affordable living, disability access, a garden gnome
And endless opportunity
Oh the dream, to have a little unit
Purpose built for practicality
Close to a park and the local shops
What wonderful amenity
I want my big event of the day
To...
Sunday 28th March 2021 7:34 am
Also by Rasa Kabaila:
My trauma sees your trauma |Superstar
No one every says
"It's what I've always dreamed about"
It's always about the fame and the fortune,
about the millions of fans.
Who can get the first stalker,
Or the most followers on Instagram.
Always taking everything for granted,
Always taking advantage.
No one really cares about you when their up on that stage.
So don't go chasing dreams you dont really mean,
and...
Sunday 28th March 2021 3:05 am
A Song Of Meritocracy
Was there ever a level playing field,
children gambolling everywhere like lambs?
I often dream of this version of paradise
being reclaimed.
Because now I have been urged and prodded
up my own towering, fragile-looking ladder.
apparently everbody has one,
apparently the sky's the limit.
I began afraid of the height
afraid of the indifferent elements
but thought this is how it mu...
Saturday 27th March 2021 10:27 pm
Also by Adam Whitworth:
A Reservoir Endangered | The Damned Community Of Artists | Something So Slight... | Nocturne Of Choice | Groans Of The Temporary Guardian | Recovering Idiot | Lament For A Constant Companion | Apple Tree | The Land |Grandpa Poem
Grandpa,
Love is something everyone has towards you, For they, too, understand the complexity of you.
Experience is the foundation for your knowledge.
And yet, you still serve cold porridge.
Grandpa, Anger does not influence you, Ignorance does not play you.
And you do not wish for fame, As you have understood, life is a game.
Oh Grandpa, humble and intricate.
I cannot imagine...
Saturday 27th March 2021 9:04 pm
Also by Ihsan Speaks:
Farmers Poem | Social media poem | Work from Home Poem | (untitled) |Hard Times
When will we see the clear blue sky again?
All living in a frightful fog of fear, always
remembering the long lorryloads of coffins,
avoiding and even distrusting ever familiar faces.
Where might they have been?
Who might they have been with?
What might they have touched?
Shopping become a hazardous trolleytrip,
checkout girl now avoiding eye contact,
worried that a wisp...
Saturday 27th March 2021 6:05 pm
Also by Jennifer Malden:
Beauty is a fickle beast. |Coincidence
That was a coincidence
Eyes gazing with innocence
You sitting on the top deck
A tide sweeping over my neck
The timings were just perfect
What more did you expect?
Always tried to be nice to you
You don’t give a shit, its true
Tried reaching out to you on social media
It is not rocket science or encyclopaedia
Holding onto your gifts since November
Your arr...
Saturday 27th March 2021 3:12 pm
Also by Aisha Suleman:
Boom Boom Boom | Chloe Morgan | Arrogance |Where Do We Go
Cluelessly age we chase,
Into youth we stumbled.
Have we had life compass,
We would figure it out.
Had it been simple,
We’d have done it.
Have it been short,
We’d reached there.
Had we known where,
We would head there.
Now that we do not,
Where do we go?
Saturday 27th March 2021 11:05 am
Also by Lucas Chihinga:
The Hearts I won | Places We've Been | Young |I COME FROM NOTHING
Father's fell in the ages of stones ,
Then I was given names by companions .
In me there grew a pain none could see ,
As I watched back in the days ,
Others were bought Christmas gifts ,
While I sat back ,with burning wishes
I recall slowly ,the path itself was a war
With that little hope I grew, daily.
Everyday storms would sneak in the little shelter that Momma gav...
Saturday 27th March 2021 10:49 am
Also by Parizo Van Thulare:
I HAVE HATE IN MY HEART | SPIRIT ,LEAD ME |Gone
Thoughts of failure,
Searching for some inner strength.
Spiralling, as emotions start feeling tense.
(Why can’t anyone see she’s broken and needs someone to save her?)
As her skin grows paler,
State of mind fades frailer,
Followed by the random outburst of erratic “unexplainable” behaviour.
She never quite found her saviour; hope gone so she finally picked up t...
Saturday 27th March 2021 8:37 am
Also by Your Royal Poetess:
Ready To Die | The fLAW OF ATTRACTION | Hidden | Interlude | Dear Amerikkka | Welcome to Alkebulan | Missa Pro Defunctis | Godfather | Rengoku 煉獄 | YRP | 280 characters | Absolute Zero | Hold ya head | The Algea | Imago Dei | Volume | Untitled | PTSD |Given
I know the world,
Through and out,
Looking at the fucking door.
The hanging paper,
blue and yellow,
Left ashes on the dying daughter.
A drenched up sailor,
A timeless flower,
I stood by wood and watched it fire.
The whispered classroom,
My mind in wander,
I was given to the stranger.
Saturday 27th March 2021 8:33 am
Also by Alita Moore:
Portraits |Windy Blowings
Very many sadness
Very many loss
Very many leavings
That weigh a heavy cross
If all the very manys
Had weight the weight of floss
Then all the windy blowings
Would blow away the dross.
Words and image
Thomas H Carroll esq
Friday 26th March 2021 10:52 pm
Also by Tommy Carroll:
Idealism: Philosophy made simple |Love Hurts
Love hurts sometimes,
In the most ways.
But it also tells you something too.
In the end of anything,
No one will really be there.
The only person you really have.
Is you......
Love hurts sometimes man.
How picture perfect someone can be.
The kind of person, when you sleep they're in your dreams.
You wake up and they're right there in your reality.
Love does hurt sometimes.
Like it ...
Friday 26th March 2021 9:58 pm
A WHITE CAR NATION
Have you looked at the automobiles in a parking lot lately
All the makes and models look the same
We are all the victims of conformity
And we only have ourselves to blame
Friday 26th March 2021 6:59 pm
Also by Joe Marcello:
THE HAVES | THAT'S ALL FOLKS | NO CALM MEANT |SENSIBLE SHOES
She wore sensible shoes
featured on her Plain Jane website.
Other props included a lollipop and plaits,
twenty denier stockings and a tweed skirt.
Her pendulous breasts came to rest on her lap
and with legs crossed she looked the part,
the phone never stopped ringing,
a backlog arose.
She wore sensible shoes,
an idea picked up from a district nurse.
He...
Friday 26th March 2021 3:52 pm
Also by ray pool:
MADE GUYS | ROYAL VISIT | POETRY EXPRESS |Infatuation
I don’t necessarily want to be like you
There are times when you drive me up the wall!
I thought I wanted to be friends with you
I thought that we were something that we we're not
The reason is that I want to be like you, not that I want you
I want to be able to turn my phone over when someone calls
I want to be had a look away and ignore that “ting”
I want to put myself first...
Friday 26th March 2021 2:23 pm
Also by Emma-Jane Stradling:
Burden | Swamp Child |Hartshead
I thought it had been a year or so since I was last on here - was astonished to find it was more like two! Apologies for my absence - life got in the way, been on a bit of a journey, you know. I hope you are all well :)
Hartshead Moor
This motorway, my eastwards trail to freedom,
To Tyneside, York, or sunny seaside fun,
In accents broad as acres, voices calling,
And when ...
Friday 26th March 2021 11:45 am
This is ME
Loving,compassionate,caring,out to please,with a mind that runs free. Forever seeking and striving to be better...
always giving my ALL..this is ME!
Doting,worrysome,taking notes..
over analizing,trying to get answers..
Forever reaching out,holding near to me
anything and everyone,giving too many chances.
Trying to make a comfy home...
Friday 26th March 2021 10:59 am
Also by Ilse Grobler:
Fooled Again | Let me be your comfort | My Hero | Why Lie | I choose you | Do you.. |Yours sincerely , Gen Z
Don't pressure us with your expectations,
Let us decide our own destinations,
Don't apply your social rules to our life,
Because this is our time,
Because this is our life.
Oh yeah we will make mistakes,
Hell yeah there will be some brakes, some cross lanes
But since when did life become the safe game?
You called us soft soft,
we will prove you wrong,
Tell ...
Friday 26th March 2021 6:14 am
A poem for a hen party
To the blushing bride to be,
This rite of passage you’ll not be spared.
Let your hair down, be wild and free,
Allow your tales and secrets to be bared.
Not designed for hearts too weak,
This night’s when us girls misbehave.
In our tutus, fairy wings and pink feather boas,
We’ll paint the town red and rave.
We’re like one dysfunctional family,
But we’ll bond and shout tonight.
Cocktai...
Friday 26th March 2021 6:14 am
Also by Clive Saffron:
A poem to celebrate a marriage |MY PREROGATIVE
Look beyond the eyes
White magic surprise
Basic tools and supplies
Transparent are lies
Google wise woman coz sister I'm wise
At night look to the sky's
This woman flys
Broomstick and cauldron pointy foil hat
With every wise woman a sidekick black cat
When light comes there's fog with this
Try not run off with this
It's my prerogative
....said Bobby brow...
Friday 26th March 2021 1:16 am
Also by Sarah Louise mcnee:
JUST LIVE | Awake | TIMES TWO | OUR STREET | THE CHOSEN GRAIN | SOUL MATE | MERSEYPRIDE | ASK THE BEATLES | MAGIC MOON TREE | ANTHEM TO MY LIFE | SIMPLE ME |Bamboozled
I'm not sure what your aim was
or if you meant just what you said
But you've sent my eyes a-squinting
left and right inside my head
You've got me fairly flummoxed
and you've furrowed my flustered brow
I'm slightly bewildered and baffled
like a flabbergasted striped cow
You've sent me on the back foot
at a loss, unstuck and unglued
At sixes and sevens and out to lunch
puzzled, unzipp...
Thursday 25th March 2021 9:16 pm
Also by David Lindsay:
She was a Phoenix and He was a Vampire | Snollygaster |Chrysalis
As football poems always do well on here...?
I thought I'd torture you with this one I wrote about the best club in England ?
On Sunderland docks
They riveted iron & steel
In surrounding villages
Whirred the pulley wheel
Graft and toil made
The industrial North East
Sweat and blood spilled
All with little release
But teaching minds resolved
...
Thursday 25th March 2021 8:13 pm
Also by Stephen W Atkinson:
Evelyn! | Something's Creeping... | Little Dickie's Poo-Pot |The things that never will (or was it the Will that never thinks? Honestly it's been so long that I forgot)
I stargaze in my own room,
with thought of holding you.
The melody of songs I don't know,
make me wonder what there is to behold.
With a gentle laugh,
I stand starstruck by your words.
Like a child I stand below it all,
seeing colour that aren't letting you go,
as the stars paint a portrait of your smile,
I am caught stargazing in my own room.
And the sky turns back to white,
as t...
Thursday 25th March 2021 8:03 pm
Beauty Sleep
The squares on the floor are forming a box
Trapping me in with no door.
I feel the water gushing in
Rising, drowning me from within
I see no way out
Just a voice, I hear, calling me from the other side
It grows louder and LOUDER
Until I see a small crack on the wall
Asking me to hold on
Just for a little longer.
The diming light now grows bright...
Thursday 25th March 2021 7:45 pm
Also by Blue Raven:
A Running Notion | A Frozen Warmth | Inception. |Lockdown Laughs
As I listened to Don Maclean sing American Pie,
I wondered, as he sang about those stereotypical
‘Good ole boys’, where they really that good,
when they all seemed to be drinking ‘whisky and rye’?
Well, I mused, it was an improvement on the usual
musical fare I'd been reared on,
and wondered how the old folks would have coped
with being stuck in the parental home.
They had approved of...
Thursday 25th March 2021 4:23 pm
Yin yang
Like all the happy and sad,
Dark and light,
Yin and yang,
My darkness come to me,
Same as my sunny side.
I have Loved the sunny more,
Then I have liked my dark,
But both are part of me,
I can not hide.
Like a shadow both are drilled into me.
Where ever I go,
They will be part of me.
Yet I have been too caught up in my dark,
And can't seem to let it go,
But for all the happ...
Thursday 25th March 2021 9:24 am
Women like mine
Woman like my
Strength enough to break through iron doors
Woman like my
Tenderness of a mother’s words
Woman like my
Every lasting love for the world
Woman like mine
Thursday 25th March 2021 6:09 am
Also by Chloé:
Black is me |Two Fools and Me.
You brought back to life the passion inside me
That burning desire to live
That wild streak
My heart was meant to beat
Life is best when it's happening outside four walls
I haven't been myself in so long
Drained of all hope and then you found me
Now here we are
You drive a little faster
Music bounces through the speakers
I stretch out in the backseat
Feeling at home
We've be...
Thursday 25th March 2021 2:05 am
O Glorious Spring!
Past the yellow forsythia bush
And down the hill behind it
A rickety bridge spans a brook
Running swift with winter’s thaw
A grove of birch trees appears beyond
Just past the precarious crossing
With barks of paper and
Bursting buds of vivid lime
Beneath the trees lie newborn grasses
A carpet of emerald green
Painted with graceful wildflowers
Of lavender, lemon and pink
Lilt...
Wednesday 24th March 2021 10:04 pm
Also by Annie Josephine:
A Snowy Day | The Magical Forest | I Am | The Old Dictionary |I Guess
Guess you could say I feel empty without you
I don’t understand why u get mad when I get sad every time you leave. I guess you could say I’m kind of obsessed with you
I don’t mean to come off like a creepy stalker I just want to be with you always
I feel so lonely every time you leave
I feel so abandoned I just wanna cry
I want to not care
I want to be happy for you
But I c...
Wednesday 24th March 2021 1:31 pm
A Love Poem
writing love poems
is a loveless act
never will I write again
a poem for my beloved
cause love is not in words
love is not addiction
love's not toxic, nor a drug
never will I love like that again
cause my love doesn't need a poem to cry over
Wednesday 24th March 2021 10:48 am
Also by Mimosa:
The Promenade of my Thoughts | A simple definition of love | Outgrowing | My unworn dress | Identities | Fingerprints |Tide
The sea fell in love
With the moon
Because of the darkness
Every night
The sea stared up
And wished for a glimmer
To dance across its waves
And make it feel
Like something precious
The moon saw this
And every night
Wished to stroke silver
Across its skin
The moon fell in love
With the sea
Because of the darkness
Cold and drifting
...Tuesday 23rd March 2021 5:19 pm
The Elephant Man
There once lived a man who became so disfigured,
A freak is how he was generally considered.
His name -Joseph Merrick or as The Elephant Man.
His life became awful as his problems began.
He was known a monster and was greatly mistreated;
With jeers and with taunts he must have been greeted,
But if there is another thing about him that's known,
He was well-read and clever and not entirely ...
Tuesday 23rd March 2021 8:18 am
Also by Stuart Vanner:
Back to School |the way it is
The way it was
The way i see it
I don t miss the morning sun
Or those happy birds
Who always seem to singing the same song that sound like
You,v done it again you have arrived home late again
With nothing to show but the feeling of being the joke
Nothing to show but the shame and fear of what’s ahead
Oh why didn’t i go straight to bed
Why didn’t i use my head
Why didn’t i say one more i ...
Sunday 21st March 2021 11:47 pm
Also by Keith Byrne:
awake | pin emotion |Homage to Bagpuss in Hove
Was it that third or fourth night, Sarah
during that month we lived in Hove
when my agent paid for us both
to move there temporary,
that second summer we were together
and we stumbled onto that singer
playing alone beside the coastline
at the start of dusk.
Do you remember him asking, Sarah
pausing inbetween songs
can either of us play an autoharp
or a mandolin
at the edge of ...
Sunday 21st March 2021 11:34 am
Also by Andy N:
Consequences XVIII | Footprint (A New Haiku) |The Angler
The Angler
the tranquility of a lake
the power of a swollen river
the sound of a trickling stream
places you will find the angler
in search of freedom
the catch of a chub, roach or bream
a trout or even a salmon,
oh well, it costs nothing to dream
even on quiet days
when the fish don't show
on the days you haven't caught
time to be at peace with yourself
a chance to sit with your ...
Sunday 21st March 2021 11:22 am
All The Things (Happy World Poetry Day!)
It being absolutely essential
To live our life to our potential
Drifting along, getting on by
Lazy ways to truth deny
Living this way being soul treason
Finding excuses, rhyme or reason
Looking away from where we should be
Closing our minds to our liberty
My reality took a while to sink in
Inner voice screaming, making a din
To be a poet my path to take
The safe li...
Sunday 21st March 2021 9:17 am
Also by Dean Fraser:
Summer Rain | Remembering |March 20th 28
Life is growing lonelier every day that passes
I’m just a slave to my fateful soul and it’s inevitable searches.
Spiralling on deeper down and forever tumbling aimlessly around. I can’t seem to put both these feet of mine on the forbidden ground.
If only my thoughts and my life could be safely contained once found. I would then progress and could grow to that magical higher...
Saturday 20th March 2021 1:47 am
Also by Racoon ?:
Slipaway21 |Looking
Looking back on the past
It's hard to believe
That I made it through
Such tragedies
From youth to adulthood
Fighting battles I never should have
With family, with friends
I was betrayed
Looking at the present day
I'm glad I found a way
To shrug off the naysayers
No matter what they said
From walking to talking
Saying goodbye to their charades
...Friday 19th March 2021 10:50 pm
born in mama's bed 1941
the day he was born was
a windy day in march
mama told daddy to go
to town to get the doctor
the cottage had no telephone
no running water
fronny was a neighbor
who lived over the hill
she told daddy she
would stay with mama
daddy did not have a car
had to walk to Congo road
to hitch a ride to town
when the doctor and daddy
arrived at t...
Friday 19th March 2021 6:56 pm
Also by Clyde McCulley:
I am now starting to do Audios of some of my poems. Please listen and see what an old boy from Arkansas sounds like. | the old kitchen tin box | poet's dilemma | four room house | four walls | someone's forgotten cottage | woods filled with snow |Curves and Paint and Rain
I can’t touch the curve of a rainbow,
or use its’ colors to paint
Who counts the drops in a downpour?
Don’t be silly!
But my heart is a stubborn thing sometimes,
and it thinks: “All you have to do is try.
The first thing you must do is reach.”
So, we painted stories without end
I felt the tender hues of your curves,
and I tossed aside my umbrella
as we began to count the rain
Friday 19th March 2021 1:33 pm
Also by Mike McPeek:
Another Short Poem About You |Silk
Silk
Our Post people have connected us,
Through toil and love and loss,
Carrier Pigeons, magical storks
Delivering life to waiting Mums
Telegram boys of Shakespeare plays
Connecting lovers lost,
War-winning, code breaking messages
Relics of a past,
Suddenly more important,
Suddenly at all costs,
Suddenly irreplaceable,
Through the middle of this mess
In the middle of our chaos...
Thursday 18th March 2021 7:48 pm
Also by Candi:
Lockdown Fatigue |Mecca
The soft radiance of your skin wraps me in sepia sheets under which your Mecca lies.
I came to conquer and be conquered by.
Allow me to lay seige to your walls as you claw at me defenses,
Then take me by force for I am relentless.
You can condemn me for my sin of seeking your cryptic treasure,
But first gaze into my eyes and bear witness to true pleasure.
Thursday 18th March 2021 7:38 am
The Thorn
The Thorn / Michael Kwack
It seemed a big bird had flown;
For, onto the desk of my own,
A feather was falling,
Through the air fluttering.
As if in a dream did I gaze:
A tiny bird it was!
I stretched an arm,
And the bird got on my palm.
The whole body, in bright gold,
Was the wing of this bird.
Should I hold it on my palm?
Let it go afloat in...
Wednesday 17th March 2021 2:06 pm
St Patrick's Day - Shanty
It’s March the 17th and the drink is flowing
Irish eyes are smiling and their faces are glowing
The music is playing and a party we’re throwing
Happy St Patricks Day - Hey
My parents made a journey to start a new beginning
I was born in London town when the sixties were swinging
There was discrimination and racism was rife
No black’s dogs or Irish read the signs that’s li...
Wednesday 17th March 2021 1:34 pm
Also by Tom Doolan:
International Women's Day - 2021 |The Storm Before the Calm
During the storm, before the calm,
I heard their feet, stamping over the hills
Arriving in droves. The rebel army.
Here to overthrow a lifetime of enslavement
To buying insurance and mowing the lawn
To smiling through failure and
Changing my underwear daily.
A lifetime of good behaviour and
Doing what’s best (for whom?)
But here they come. The forgotten dreams.
The squashed and crumpled ...
Wednesday 17th March 2021 11:48 am
Tangled
I swallowed whole,
the excess lies that spewed daily
from your mouth.
Believing every word you said,
Trusting it was truth.
As time went on your mask came loose,
Some days it totally slipped.
Small lies became much larger,
When challenged, you would flip.
Your words never matched your actions
and I wondered who you were.
The strange thing is as I ponder on...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 9:38 pm
drowning in poetry
a poem of longing
a poem of remembrance
a poem of rage
a poem of hope
a poem to slip into your mind
a poem to never forget the story
a poem to purge the feelings
a poem of healing
do you ever get the feeling
we’re drowning in poetry?
day by day
inundated by poetry.
everywhere you go,
another platform,
another social network
for poets...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 7:43 pm
Also by kimberly:
listen to her |Pub / Life
Your local pub got shut down
You didn't go elsewhere
The world - it started shrinking
We thought you'd disappeared
Your local got closed down
You'd never go elsewhere
Meet up at the meat raffle
Familiar faces everywhere
You went out to work
To do the shop
You sometimes went to Weatherspoons
Finished off with a kebab
You read the Spoons magazine
The "UK's most popular po...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 6:10 pm
The door is shut
The door is closed what’s happening.
I don’t understand.
I can’t move
I just lay here in bed
Until they get me up wash and dress me
Give me tablets that I hate
People come in and people go out.
Some talk loudly
Some are happy
Others seem indifferent
Some come in cleaning
Polishing and dusting
At least I assume they are people but they look more like aliens
R...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 2:41 pm
Astral World
Endora:
I can’t breath, my lungs are burning
Everything around me is twirling.
Everything inside me squeezes eminently, grabbing away my desire to live on.
I am filled with pain, till my last bone.
My eyes are full of blood rivers.
He is dying in the roaring silence.
Lucas:
As I opened my eyes,
I saw dazzling stars dancing in the sunset
It was as quiet as a de...
Tuesday 16th March 2021 7:07 am
Undercurrent
I find no respite here
for my broken and weary soul
from this dark madness
that stays always with me
just below the surface,
always churning like an unseen current
threatening to take me under.
My resistance to the constant tug is wavering
as my strength wanes
from all this fighting
against what I am unable to escape.
The undercurrent has always been stronger
...Monday 15th March 2021 6:52 pm
Also by Shehariah:
Cadaver |Mothers' Day Wishes
Maybe this year, he’ll remember:
Once a year’s not asking much
To send a bunch of flowers –
Has he even heard of such?
Even if he has, seems the florist’s
Rather too far for him to walk,
So he just sends a token;
Doesn’t even want to talk
At length to me, or even phone.
Yet he surely must have known
What I wish from him today
Is not a gift and a card, at most
...
Sunday 14th March 2021 8:35 pm
I don't want
I don't want to be ogled,
while walking in street,
being comfortable in my own skin,
wearing a short skirt,
or a denim or a saree or a hijab.
Inside the attire it is me,
yes the same me in every dress.
I don't want to be judged,
for my choices or the opinions
or my voice or my silence.
in solitude, intimacy or in front of crowd.
I don't want to be name...
Sunday 14th March 2021 6:08 pm
Also by Ankita Srivastava:
Strokes of the scar |Real refuge
Real refuge
Sunday,14th March 2021
I shall not lose the read
but read
the reality
coupled with the honesty
life has changed a lot
but I have sought
an insight
to feel always right
there is a great transformation
with the lack of information
with no trust in divine happening
and saddening self
evil has gripped and controlled the mind
...
Sunday 14th March 2021 4:40 pm
Also by Jadia4708au:
Keep hopes alive | Working for peace | Childhood-memorable page | Nothing has changed | Stories retold | Turn pages | Name of tolerance | Lifetime achievement | Give her due | Embrace & hug | As simple as | Time, well defined | Life with colours | "I" symbol of an arrogance | Rare spacies-Hunting | Love brings no sadness | Firm choice | In the unseen world | My star | No illusion | Easy to preach | You are woman | Sacrificial role | Time brings in | Brace up-Poets | Realization later | Peace-Our priority | Noor(light) | Escape route-Spirituality | Safe distance | Love self | Play neutrally | In an idle state | The good explanation | Love in the eyes | Women power | Philosophy-Its adoption | Move forward | Age declines | Our role | Life is wild horse | He is awake | Displeasure from | Power makes |Wayward Souls
He kisses your shoulder,
then your cheek.
His touch makes your knees weak.
How do I know?
Before you, and a dozen more,
it was me.
Now, I’m a faded memory,
as you will be.
Don’t believe me?
I too used to laugh at the absurdity.
He could never leave me.
As he grows older,
his women get younger.
Curiously, they look like me at 23.
How cruel fate ...
Sunday 14th March 2021 6:43 am
Also by Vautaw:
Todo el Tiempo |Pregnant and Nursing
Skinny as a rail
But inside I’m bursting
I guess every writer
Is pregnant and nursing
Two scripts on my hips
And three straggling behind
All needing rewrites
My agent whines
Is this how to be prosperous?
Well encapsled in blubber?
Cause if another script calls
I'll probably just wear a rubber
Saturday 13th March 2021 11:57 pm
WRITE OUT LOUD POETRY PLATFORM NIGERIA MEDIA PAGE INTERVIEW CHAPTER.
CORRESPONDENT: MR. CHIKE ADIMCHI ONYEGBULA
COMPILED BY: CHINWENDU CHINONYEREM EMMANUEL (MR. RAYS)
GOOD MORNING SIR, MY NAME IS MR. CHIKE ADIMCHI ONYEGBULA
CHIKE ADIMCHI: GOOD MORNING SIR. MAY WE KNOW YOU?
RAYS: Good morning, I’m Chinwendu Chinonyerem Emmanuel popularly known as Mr. Rays.
A certified writer under Association of Nigerian Authors Abia State Chapter, a p...
Saturday 13th March 2021 10:30 pm
Also by Chinwendu C.E Rays:
PLANNED FOREST |Understand (the lion and the lamb)
3/12/21
I understand that in the past I have put all of my faith in one man
I understand
I need you to understand that I understand
But to process my emotions I must dig down deep into my oceans
My oceans that visit me sometimes at night in my dreams and toss me around, holding my breath until I'm pushed to the shoreline
Some how I am always close enough to be pushed to the shore...
Saturday 13th March 2021 2:17 am
Also by VHH:
This girl, this man |An unbreakable Bond!
An unbreakable bonding!
I have never seen the bonding of father and daughter like this before
A girl who is remembering her father, each passing day without any gap since he went away forever
Her father must be seeing her love and dedication from there above all
She is not able to forget his father’s love & warmth which is now nowhere
She is not able to recover from the grief of los...
Friday 12th March 2021 6:18 pm
i love you pt 1
I've never felt like this before
I know we will never be together
but I wish
the random drives
the random calls, texts, knocks on the door, notes, hugs
all for nothing
I know you told me the same seven-letter, three-word phrase once
but I also know you took it back later because it won't ever happen
at least that's what you told me
the first time we met,
I never tho...
Friday 12th March 2021 3:13 am
Those Boobs
No hormonal concession
Even in the time of this recession
The mole hills grew into lofty peaks
Attention they grab, attention it seeks
Those that knew wonder how did they grow
The bralette yesterday demands a full surface today
The vibrant richness is for all to rejoice and enthrall.
All this entertainment only in a year...
Corona for sure added some weight
But thirty tw...
Thursday 11th March 2021 6:05 am
Texture
The dirt gets stuck in between the grooves of the metal
The paint gradually peeling off the cement floor
Fingerprints on the doors
Smudges and waterstains on the windows
Tufts of dust on the window sills too high to reach
Smiles translated to internalized insecurities
Compliments that I'm not confident enough to comprehend
Tension when I get scared of my reflection
Rays of ...
Thursday 11th March 2021 4:53 am
Also by Melan Drifter:
There's a hole in my heart | Carmelize | (untitled) |Adjusting to Change - Anxiety
hurting, melting, head caving
my head so broke inside
trying to hold it together
but i feel so far from fine
suffocating, shaking, heart racing
my body responds in fear
trying to reason with myself
though it doesn't help it clear
aching, receding, soul's numbing
my mind is shutting off
trying to hold onto reality
but i feel so very lost
falling, stalling, chest pounding
my soul'...
Wednesday 10th March 2021 11:07 pm
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