Say It

Should I say it?
Should I wait?
My feelings flow quite easily,
but these questions are much harder.

God knows it's a sin to dare say it first,
but I can't help and almost say it
every time we say goodbye.
I know that's probably really bad,
but I don't care
Because with you....
no one compares.
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Another Untitled User Submission by D.M.C.B

Exhausted, I lie in bed at the end of the day

knowing that I have achieved nothing

but miss you more than I did yesterday.

Is it lonely there in my dreams?

I should only hope

that the memories in my mind

are enough to keep you company –

heaven knows they aren’t for me.

By d.m.c.b
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The End

I don’t know

Whether I should be

Amused or scared.

To give in

To the inching paranoia

Or to laugh in its face.

To deem each new step

As a sign of something

Sinister,

Or to be delighted

By the thought of

Moving forward.

But I do know

That it is more pleasurable

To take on what comes,

Than to hide from it all:

Being dull

And cowardly.

Besides the past

Has always

Cried wolf.

It is foolish,

To stay constant,

To fear a change.

I’d rather howl

Of laughter than fear,

At the thought of

The End.

By Laura Jenkins

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New York, New York

The harbor of New York
Was testing my faith…
So I waited…
And I waited…
The fame was not
Worth the wait.

Wall Street lied to me
Every chance it could take
So here I am,
In the financial district,
Crying outside a bank.

New York will shape you…
But then, can you escape it?
This place can be a prison,
But where isn’t,
If you make it?

You can love the Empire
Or you can loathe it.
The fortunate have robbed us,
And I will not choose
To ignore it.

You can fault the business man
As you can fault Lucifer…
So New York, New York,
Cry me a river…

Rather than a lake of fire.

by sainttrevoroftheinternet

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Untitled User Submission by D.M.C.B

It’s a shame now that it’s warm outside; we used to sit in the sun

smiling, joking about how happy we were.

My curtains have been drawn for a week

and when we said it couldn’t possibly last,

that it can’t be this good forever,

we were so sadly right.

by d.m.c.b
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Worthwhile

I've firmly shut one door in love
and slowly creaked open another...
In an attempt to eventually find what I'm looking for.
For the pains of love to be worthwhile.

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On A Ledge

I feel like every lie I ever told
Stood against my soul
I'm just a neglected guitarist
That can rhyme
I faced the hard and the hardest
But I know I lost my time

It's a thin line between love and hate
Is you really real or is you really fake
I was a soldier standing on my feet
Now I'll surrender, now I'll retreat

There's a limit for struggle
After the very first 7 troubles
I can sit here thinking with caution
Forgetting all the reason of my misfortune
Death marks cut me... Deeply
I was too proud to admit it was hurting me

My angry heart
Winter nights dark
Now I see
The after life is missing me
I'm close to be there
This ledge is taking me somewhere.

By Remi Mq

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Integrity

I’d rather waste away and die

Remaining true to myself

Than live forever as someone I’m not

I’ll trade a thousand lying lives

For a single honest second

Because integrity is all that I’ve got

By Dallas

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A Grand User Submission

My life is now my delusion,
A world made of fantasies.
Happiness is no longer the illusion,

My life is my new disease.

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Apollo

I’m sorry for all the times
When I haven’t made you happy.
I’ve tried, my love…
But oh so wrong,
Because you hate it when I’m sappy.
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Gods and Creatures

Sometimes insecurity and doubt course through my veins like a paralysis leaving me unable to move like a vacuum they consume my insides until I am nothing but an abandoned whole truth or a beautiful shadow of Icarus who flew too close to the sun and melted his wings.Read more »

Starlet

The starlet sits
At the edge of her bed
Thinking back to simpler
And much less wealthy,
Corrupt times.Read more »

this is darkness, but this is love

you have me reeling through the middle of the night
emotions rocking and clock tocking in the wee hours
of the darkness and stillness of this velvety blackness
the constellations laugh down at me while i laugh up
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Flow

Straight, rigid lines,

Cutting deep borders,

Slicing and distributing

Neat little pieces of land.
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Taking Back the Night

We soldiered on,in cropped tops and torn jeans,
wielding soggy cigarettes
and shooting thin wisps of smoke in the dark.
Exposed are the small of our backs,
the length of our arms,
the sides of our breasts
to the passionate lover that is the night.
The rain is kissing and biting,fast and hard
while the cold leave sweet painful lashes
on our bare pale skin.
They do not bother us anymore,
we are used to the endless list of lovers
who has made their mark on our skin
but are gone before they could even fade.
There is nothing to do except bow our heads
and shake them off hoping that our mascara won’t smear.

By crazycutlady

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Fictional Realities

Submerged in books and words
I have become obscure.
When the tides of my ocean subside
I will absorb all life if ever I can reach the shore.

The coarse realities of life leave me lovelorn.
My ardent fervour is slowly becoming muted
as I struggle to keep my head above water.
It is the gaping sky, the splendour of merging colours
that keeps me upright.

I am impotent to the yawning ocean,
frustrated by my languishing infatuations
that increase, heave and swell
until I can hold it no longer and all comes gushing out
leaving me empty and forsaken, cold in a desolate place
with only my eccentricity for company.

©J Cole

Special Needs School Bus Driver Poem

I see your pain through your sadden eyes
Your disability I reconize

You cannot speak but i know what you say
Because I am with you everyday
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The Search

I was there,
but I also
was not.

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For You Afreen

these are sad days
life was taken and memories flood
the good times
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September 24th 1945

The most beautiful sea:
                   hasn't been crossed yet.
The most beautiful child:
                   hasn't grown up yet.
Our most beautiful days:
                   we haven't seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
                   I haven't said yet...

by Nâzım Hikmet Ran