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January 18, 2018
 

You should take
serious caution
when it comes to her.
You do not see that
she is more than just
skin and bones.
She could love
you endlessly.
A whole universe
lives within
her ribcage.
She is more than
just heart.
She could possibly
be the death
of you...

  - UteGirl89

WRITE ME SOME LETTRS
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January 14, 2018
Orlando, United States

~A Little~

I've never healed all the way
Yet every time I'm on
A road to recovery
Someone comes in
And breaks me a little more
Opens my wounds
Just a little bit larger
Then it was before
Then each time
It get's a little harder
To heal
To recover
It's all a little hit harder
Then the previous times
And I find myself going under
Losing myself
While I try to save myself
With every breath that I take
I'm hurt and
Slowly fading away
And no one is going
To come and save me
For I am not that
Much to anyone

@PoeticFreedom

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THE GLASS STAMP
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January 12, 2018
São José dos Pinhais, Brasil

INOCÊNCIA RASGADA

Inocência dilacerada
por um falso amor
Que prometia felicidade
Apenas quando o prazer era suprido

Caos se instalou
Em todo e qualquer canto
E a mente ainda busca o beijo
O toque e cheiro
Do próprio veneno vivo

Talvez queira provar mesmo
Do veneno do qual a matou por dentro
Para, quem sabe, cometer suicídio
Do exterior também

Insônia repleta de culpa
Solidão, frieza e amargura
A dor é a resultante dos sintomas
Que nos leva a falência sentimental

Não mais se deseja senti-la
Logo, a busca insaciável pelo que
Lhe completa agora faz aniversário
Lágrimas não mais caem
Mas sufocam o interior
Ódio, deteriorando o ego,
Destrói tudo aquilo que toca

Corrida em busca do eu
...

ORIGINAL
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January 11, 2018
 

Have you ever wondered what type of old person you will be?
The kind when you go to supermarket and buy something and some old guy comes and tell you I tried that product and I tell you it’s good.
Will I give advice on products to random strangers
Or will you be the cranky old lady kind- shouting on everyone for everything just coz you like it
Or the cool kind telling your grand kids about what a hoe you were
Or the kind praying to lord and feeding grand kids like pigs to make them fat
Just thinking.

-AS

MAKE DREAMS COME TRUE
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January 10, 2018
 

First page of Diary

It was an old house with a built-in library. There was a dusty old diary hidden behind the books and the first page of the diary reads....
I knew you will found me one day. I am your past patrick. You have right to know who you are.
patrick got goosebumps to see his name on that diary in that old house. He was not aware of whose house it was. He found this old house address on his nursery class marksheet which he found after years in his backyard storeroom. Just for curiosity he came to that old house. He wanted to see who lived on that address and why his parent gave that address when he knew that they live in their house since 40 years. patrick parent went to his siste...

A NEW DAY
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January 9, 2018
 

Dear Mom
When I get agitated or perturbed...it's your voice that calms my mind...
When I get disheartened or dismayed...it's your words which tell me that I am one of a kind...
When possibilities seem bleak...it's your motivation which makes me persistent...
You are an akin to God to me...
You are my first teacher, preacher and nurturer...

Love you always
Yours daughter
~GR

PS: Thanks for always being there for me!!!

MOVEMENT
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January 9, 2018
 

Mamma

I cried
She smiled
The moment of my birth
Close to her heartbeat
Hibernate in the warmth of her love

I gave her sleepless nights
Yet without any gripe
Unconditionally she feeds me
I heard the best lullabies

She held me securely
In every step of my life
When I am in pain
I have seen tears in her eyes
When I am happy
I have seen the smile on her lips

Unripened adolescent
Rifted us apart
Remonstrating clashed us
Still her love for me is unconditional

She became my best friend
Who taught me
"What is life?"
But she is MY LIFE

ENJOY QUALITY TIME
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January 8, 2018
 

Death
What are you? where are you? Are you coming for me? I feel you near. He claims that my end will come by his hands, yet he fails. Will he ever succeed? Will rescue come for me? A glimmer of hope flickers on occasion, but is quickly snuffed out every time. I fear his success, I fear that he will be my end and I will leave the rest of my children motherless, I fear I will leave my husband a widower. The hardest thing is I have no escape. So for now I will wait, wait for a time when this will end.

NEVER GIVE UP
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January 2, 2018
Levelland, United States

I don’t want to go home
I don’t want to hear your voice in my head
I don’t want to see the slits in your eyes
I don’t want to yell
I don’t want to hear the hurt things you say
I don’t want to feel the anger inside me
I don’t want to avoid in my house
I don’t want to push you away, Mom
But...you make it so hard

A NEW DAY
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January 2, 2018
 

Mom: So this is your new home?

Me: I suppose it is.

Mom: What???

Me: I mean.. yes.

Mom: Why have you got on such pathetic clothes?

Me: What's wrong with the pants and shirt I got on?

Mom ( angrily): You look like a beggar.

Me: Oh. That's alright. I'm a happy beggar.

Mom: Nice house!

Me ( committing a blunder): Go in and have a look at my room.

Mom: What is this shit?

Me: What are you talking about?

Mom: You've got your bed messed up. You've thrown all your books on it. Where's the place for you to sleep?

Me: I was getting late for work. I couldn't tidy it.

Mom: What are you going to eat tonight?

Me: I don't know.

Mom: What???

Me: I mean I'm not hungry. Uncle ...

CHRISTMAS ICON
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January 2, 2018
 

My mommy is coming home!!!!!!!!!

Unlike any other daughter, I'm not really happy. I'm scared. She's a terror! I gotta hide my soft toys because she hates them. I mean she thinks I will never get married if I'm so in love with things like soft toys. I'm really scared. I wouldn't know if she'll be glad to see my new house. I've cleaned up the place just to show her that I'm a very very good girl. I can mess it up after she goes back home. Lol. I'm really scared. My mom's tongue can kill anyone on the spot. It's as good as mine. I don't know how she'll react when she walks in.

I'm feeling like my mother inlaw is coming home. Hehe. I'm scared!!!!!!

- the new Melody

CHRISTMAS ICON
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December 29, 2017
Bhubaneswar, India

Home is where heart is
Heart is where mom is
Mom is where the star is
Home is a faraway place
Where i ll go
Once am done here
With all these fake people
Around, with a plastic heart
And a morbid smile
And unwelcome eyes
Home is
Where am waited for
Where am not expected to win
Every single battle
Every single day of my life
Home is where i ll go
Because home is where i belong to

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December 26, 2017
 

Dile a ese día
que te hizo estar ausente
que para el próximo,
yo estaré presente.
Ya no habrá otra silla vacía
esa noche de diciembre,
sino una cama
que te esperará caliente,
con mis besos
y los abrazos de una mujer
que ha esperado por ti pacientemente
porque eres el único
que la descubrió físicamente,
que la enamoró perdidamente
y que a tu lado encontró
al fin su razón de ser.

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TOASTING ON 2017
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December 25, 2017
 

Her love had no boundaries.
she didn't know how to stop,
she didn't know where to end;
she was a little differently wired.

But maybe that's the only kind of love she knew, and maybe that was just how she loved.

-Kristee Marshall

CHRISTMAS ICON
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December 22, 2017
Bhopal, India

She loved telling him bed time stories..
By his bed then,
By his grave now.

ENDLESS STARS
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December 20, 2017
 

It's cold in Bangalore,
My mum asks me to wear a sweater.

She dictates an order,
And I comply with her directives.

I grab my keys,
Walk out the front door.

As I proceed towards the east,
I see many people, sleeping on the streets.

Without a layer of wool or cotton,
Harsh elements, are upon their bare skin.

I crib all day, want to own more things,
But I am truly happy,
To have the basic necessities, today.

In this season of joy and celebration
I feel truly blessed to have the basic necessities and so much more.

SNOWMAN
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December 16, 2017
 

7:28 a.m.

" Breaking Mother's Heart"

Miles away to give a hug of comfort...
Miles away to give a grateful kiss for the long effort.

A duty worth more of twenty years
and a higher level of responsibility....

The punishments, the wisdom, the falls, and the numerous reconcile.


To have been her first daughter, I had to be the one to answer a phone call with her sobbing.

You are not the rebel who can hold on

You are the bigger one, you are simply Tom.

All you do is throw poison more than you throw kisses.
You can think the only solution is to make up

You are a the same as her, don't you think you're setting up an  opposite scene.
Cruelty hides anywhere,
Dear Br...

BALL
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December 16, 2017
 

Dear Mom,

This one is for  you. You have been an inspiration for me.
I have seen you working throughout the day and in parallel, helping me with my studies.
You always felt that I used to sit near the kitchen door to study because that location helped me remember things faster. But that's not the case. I used to sit there, because you were in the kitchen and I got strength from you.
I know that you too cried when I couldn't clear CAT, I know that you too cried when I didn't get rank in board exams, I know that you cried the most when I shifted to Bangalore, and I know that you were the only person who felt the most pain when I was failing.
If I want to achieve something in my life, i...

ORIGINAL
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December 15, 2017
 

      *//PARADISE LOST//*
When smiles veil the cries,
It's when your soul dies.
It's when all hopes are lost,
It's when all love is frost!

In the golden garden of purple peach,
The strawberry cheeked lost all her speech.
The pony on the top of it's lungs strongly did wail,
For, from here, love won't prevail!

And the princess in all white craved for her love,
It was then the heart was heavied with sadness of the white dove.
But her prince rode alone all away on the silver pony,
It was then, minstrels turned all cacophony!

The birds all caged and the storms did rage,
The heart bewildered and the breeze all stiff.
The mountains mourned,
As the stars witnessed, The wolf jump off the cliff!

...

NEVER ENDING
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December 14, 2017
Ahmedabad, India

The way I look at her, I don't see tranquility. I see restlessness, far from the idea of sophistication. Her effortless saunter is enough to transfix the world around. Floating through my muddled consciousness, she appears among the warbling of birds in the sapphire evening. Her russet lips completely goes with her ochreous dress. Spread of her tresses is like night starts looming over, some solace in the glooms that deepened around. Eyes exuding firmness, like oceans of inconceivable dreams, covered with the vibrant colours as she tries to appear beautiful but deep inside wants them to be covered with dust from the empty roads. It's strange how she wants life in chaos, st...

ORIGINAL
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