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Who is the one? How do we know? Is it how it will feel, or over time will it show?
The heart is complex An informal ticker, yes But not forever.
I think that I never understood how much I could care, why I love you so much, you frightened me because I couldn't tell where the line was between friends and lovers
It’s complicated really, How I used to define the word complicated. A year ago if you asked me what I wanted,
So here’s how it goes.I breathe my life into the wind and the mists carry it to the sea
I don't know what I don't know.That is why I never asked questions. All I ever wanted to do is "go with the flow",But then all at once I learned. About you and him,And you and that night,About you and everything I don't agree with.That day felt li
A is for air force. It’s Captain Briggs in the jet. The toughest and proudest man that you’ve ever met. B is for ball, “why can’t you catch?” Dad grumbled as I shaped my small hands for the next.
And your intellect is wasted.Let me tell you, your words will lose their depth.Because she hears them and smiles,but they are hollow to her.They are just an extension of you.
Was it me? Could it be? A violent storm inside of me? It wouldn't be. Yet it feels like so, no matter how many times I say "no." I wish it wasn't so, even my heart says "no."
Life is complicated sometimes impossible, you see many faces- your mom may seem horrible. If I'm stranded on an island, my mom would be in an oasis. We may end up famous, it may be unbearable,
Awake one simple word A complicated place to be Awake You have eyes open and are not up Awake yet totally alone In dreams I'm battered and bruised No clue what is dream What is reality
We met again in the dark last night, But before I let you go I left my mark. And for a while I'll haunt your reflection. Every time you see it, you'll also see me.
Don’t act like I’ve ever been okay. Because it’s in the smile when I’m angry The straight lips you demanded when you couldn’t take more The obedience you looked for It’s all in me and it is me
It has no name No face Just a voice I' ve torn and burnt my flesh
As the population grows, Every human being becomes less important, Of less concern to the person next to them. One day we will have found a solution to running out of resources and created more,
Your upraised so high, and I am so low I upraise you so high, each and every day Each night I lower you down, like a show We complete this task, even in the gray
yes, the confusion is real I try to figure you out but it's like I'm mentally ill especially that chemistry it's just like begging to spill 'cause baby you know you got it with like far more appeal
It…was the first time…that I’d ever felt extramarital sex was a sin Was the first time I’d tasted the bitterness of this forbidden fruit I’d always found sweet Your hands which I’d always thought were warm chilled me to the bone
They complain when i talk about my problems Where can I be free? Here I guess- if you don't mind I will express myself. It's been awhile now, In fact it's been too long.
I wish I could see you
Cognitively Not where I should be Feelin' crazy Not lookin' like me Mental pictures Leavin' me unsure Disturbing thoughts Have gotten me caught
the love between us
A writer in math class Words on my paper, don’t know what they say.
Drowned by outgrown adulthood, haikus wither to dull-inked veins that curl and snap under pressure of another member laid to rest. Like bones, syllables line the ground, curling bending as
It doesn't make sense, how someone so young, Would hate themselves so much And feel so unloved. We pay respect to the dead, But why not to the living? Why do we only care,
The streets are empty. Life turns shallow this time of night. The stop lights continue to change, but there is no one around. The beauty of it remains, but the sadness takes shape.
I think about you every now and then You're not my friend No you're too akward, even to pretend I guess it's whatever So shy and sweet, until she crys and you're not there to sweep her off her feet.
What is life? Living in a country where freedom is the key Yet, being told what to do till you die Being expected to be perfect Being expected to become rich Yet, you get critizied by the color of you skin
Life is to be heard. It you don't take a chance, why are you living?
Black darkness. 1:34 a.m. Thinking of you: Good morning. I miss you. But then I remembger you have embarked on a journey that I am no longer part of. But still - Good morning.
Missed you today. It's been a while.
You live to be loved, but what is there to love when so many are wanting to survive and do not have the heart to stop and think - if they were to love, it'd be okay, It'd be okay.
They come and go, as they always do. Some linger longer than others. And yet others still are oblivious. But who can blame human nature? Stay detached.
As I try to grasp upon this abstract feeling within me, "butterflies" as they call it, bewildered by the tension pressuring my cells running through me, pumping wildly and surging through my veins,
Lost of air... that's the feeling. Loss of heart, and the loss of care. It's the loss of the part you used to hold, the loss of the feelings you thought you had shared, It was 'mutual'.
I didn't mean to fall in love, like how you didn't mean to say goodbye, Like how you didn't mean to find another, another perhaps better than I. I didn't mean to fall in love,
love love is a distinguished feeling a true feeling it can be imagined but better when experienced love is pure love is kind love is found in the deepest barriers love is unexpected love is bright
Time FreezesPupils Dilated
Living out of bags Going from friends to friends When Life gets this bad When It ends, It ends You put the buzzed to the side Cause you know they've lost your mind And the world says you lost
What is Love? Is it fair? When one loves someone, yet the other doesn't care. Is love a war? Is love a fight? Is love worth all those sleepless nights?
Can't you see words hurt? Does it make you feel better? When you say hateful things, Or put others down for your comfort. Others have feelings too, times where we want to be done.
You know the feeling... The one where you swear you could fly when you're around that one person yes that one of course....love it is painful yet we seem to go through that pain again and again why?
One job may change my life.
I'm lying here on the floor crying, dying inside. Nothing left of me just some shattered memories.
My childhood wasn't always filled with innocence.
I tried, I tried to change.
When I was five I was asked Roberto, what do you want to be? What do you see your self being when you're older?
And because he seemed to be trapped within her mind, With a pitter and a patter,With a pounding, a fleeting flutter,
You never know what the future will bring you nor do you know who will be there when you wake, life is a game of risks and chances the real question is how do we handle the grasp of it
I don't wanna go no where I just want to stay right here feel the love is this room and only feel it with you se your smile so bright and the glow in your eyes I see my forever
When did she become more than just a breeze?
Ran By heart Go in new Not as old Be bold Leap with hope Being dope
To forget...To love...To heal Love cannot be earned nor learn I am thankful that you never left But it's time for you to go Smile just like the way you used to smile with me
A three year old said "i love my mommy"A six year old said "i love my toys"But, what is love?A 1en year old said "i love my friends"A fifteen year old said "i love him"
Your love knotsare tied aroundmy heart
My dream is my job Where I get to travel and creat and invent Oh, no, no ,no, child They say No, you must get a job that makes money Singers make money And they do what I love
The insanity drives me gradually, Until I'm forced to wonder, What is the source of this? Could it truly be that, which I A small, naive girl Affectionatly call love? Can that which
One, Two, Three, Four, are you eager for it's shore? The pale face rises into night, soldiers stand watch with eyes of glimmer and shine. we stand watch on the woods of our sailors
A sad girl Who's been heartbroken and left to soak in her own tears. Left to drown without any support in her own fears.
We come to You with all the right intentions, But the moment we set off they burn to pieces. And it's only now that I realize, Just how far I've fallen from You. In Your spotlight, I become convicted,
As I lay d
i look back and see the pain you brought me i must forgive you in order to move on. just another chapter in my life that beginning with a brighter start. we learn to forget only if we forgive.
you look at me with soft brown eyes
i was never as strong as Them She fought a long battle, where i could only last for a short time
Used like a toy for laughs, abused till' the brain stews, left as an abandoned child. Why do this to me dear?
At First is was all smiles and Hi's Shy looks away Trying not to get caught looking anyway Confusion, fear of rejection I’ve never felt like this before, though So how do I know how I feel?
Life is unfair The adults all preach it But it takes so long for you to believe it You ride the waves Until the board breaks
I drove past your grave today, I felt you wave to me. Your laughter filled my thoughts, I almost veered off the road... Maybe because I remembered, When we used to be alone,
What shall I say of the seasons? In Autumn’s throes another limb crashes down Deceased Used for naught but the kindling of fire Even of Winter’s frigid squalls barreling through Hollow
Inertia, drifters' neccessary companion and most fearsome adversary. Inertia, she carries the car through the drift, or carries the car through the wall. Inertia, the maker or the breaker.
Why do we worry and where do we place our values life is not as simple as pass go and collect 200 dollars the ideas you are fed help none what so ever struggling for self identification and reconciliation
Love,A Horizon compelled betweenTwo Suns and a MoonTrend carefullyBecause love is yet an eclipse that canDarken your path towards Enlightenment
the simplest things; pencil, paper, eraser. why is it so hard to sit and write or to tell people how we feel? there are simpler things to life. we just make them hard to overcome. but why?
Family What does that mean? Does it mean love and care? Does it mean bothersome and demanding? From the taste I’ve gotten I’d say bothersome and demanding. They drive me insane.
i watch you the way a caged bird watches the sky and when i think of you i see those blue eyes (they are my sky) and they look into mine and, oh god, i'm pretty sure you can read me like a book because i've got my heart
Life should be simple But feelings are not Humans are predictable But egos cause roots to rot Life is not simple
If I could profess my love to you If these dreams of mine could just be true You think I’d find some peace of mind beyond wandering around blind by all the colors of emotions
With a traffic state of mind I can’t seem to find a friendly distraction to ease the pain of the twisting kaleidoscope known as my heart.
Stuck in a triangle so it seems, Lost beyond hope by any means. Struggling to win a losing fight, I think I just lost the love of my life. Should have brought a life jacket, To avoid sinking in life's sins
Life is one big jigsaw puzzle, With all of our scattered and individual pieces. There are easy and hard parts, And we need time and patience to finish. Although we probably don’t realize this: