write your poetry here!!

To all the things lying on horizons

To falling lies each step of time

To hoping and hoping

Slowly cooking inside out

listen hear it? --

It’s the voice of rain,

the quiet of man.

listen

hear it? --

It’s the voice of rain,

the quiet of man.

hiii

first off id like to appreciate everyone who took their time to read and post here...guys this means alot and also all of you are talented poets...and amazing people

thank you so much guys for your contributions to this post....

and the next part...i would like to write...so well here goes

i gave you my shine

you took it away with your good looks

so now im dark

and i would like to be so

just for the sake of having you in my memory

Trigger warning!

needles, lighters, don't bring up those past fighters,
seeing reality while looking for immortality,
in something that could k*ill you,
or sometimes fulfill too.

as I hung up the no*ose,
made sure it wasn't too loose.
Suddenly a plate stood before me,
crushed up stones looking like snow,
glittering and glimmering,
catching my eye, changing my life.

Like a person jumping from a burning building,
drugs is my net, and nothing has as of yet;
been able to help me as much as being in this steady roulette.
Because I'm cursed if I don't and I'm cursed if I do.
Putting poisons in my intestines, to cope with I've gone through.

but I'm not asking for your weeping, nor your sympathy,
all I'm asking is understanding of the person in this symphony,
because I'm writing with rhythm and I'm writing with notes,
but it's different what I'm hearing in mine to all these other folk,

I'm not begging for forgiveness, though I used to be,
I used to plead and beg and ask for them too see,
begging them to let me know that it is okay just to be me.
because everyone always told me what I needed to be,
what I needed to feel, what I needed to do, then told be "boho",
stop crying wipe your tears and your ass and go back to school.

I was mentally tortured for years I endured.
held down, screamed at until I believed what they said,
they said I was a hag, they called me a wh*ore, they told me I was psycho from the second I was born. They told me I needed help and that I was mentally challenged, they told me all the abuse was my fault and I believed them because they were my parents.

or at least they should have been,
and I faulted myself for letting them in,
into my head where they poked and prodded,
as they held me down, I fought for my life.
But I had fought for so long.

and my knees had weakened

I was exhausted beyond word

and I fell into an even darker world

but then suddenly I woke up,
I screamed and my mind started back up,
I had finally had my breakthrough,
smacked with a pan straight out of the blue,
maybe to the drugs in my system a uncoordinated brew.

but why has no matter,
somehow it was,
that I could finally rise and climb back up.

But I used all my power,
so now I'm devoured,
but I am not weak,
I may be scared and bleek,
but I have never been anything other than strong,
lets all go along,
take each others hands and try to move on,
together we can conquer death,
and life can be prolonged.

This poem is written and puplished by me, please do not copy it. Thank you <3

Stuck Thought 2020 was a time waster, But 2021 kicks me a lot harder, Don't know if it's the raindrops, Or it's just my tears, Because all I think is when will this disappear... The page is torn on the calendar, But it felt like it ends on October, The days feel somber, While the nights get colder... Familiar faces on right and left, And I have gone daft, Don't know if it's the shower, Or it's just my tears, Because my smile has gone disappear...

please engrave my chest with the song of your laughter to make me feel whole - haiku by me

The Hidden Light

The sound of rain

It drips and falls arriving to a stop

It sounds like my pain

The countlesss drops of my suffering

Can I ever find optimism in my wrongdoing.

I find that I can not

Though I seek for the lighting

The brief show, of hope when the sunlight isn't shining

I awake to another dream of pain and suffering

And yet I go back to imagine that the sun is rising

-A.G

Hope you don’t mind my sharing

For I believe this is a place of caring.

I come to you on this life’s journey.

For today, I feel wounded and afraid.

Feeling the loss of pain of my once nerdy

Decease loved one who once made

My life worth living

Yet, now today has me felling so overwhelmed

That I find myself reliving.

The pain, the sorrow

Which is now so great it is affecting all my tomorrows.

And so I come and ask you

How does one get through?

Each pain, each sorrow, each day to see a new sky blue?

For tomorrow?

Heart Confession

I looked in my inside

and the side without

Didn’t compare on how I really felt

The way I yearned,

to be with them, for the little time earned

But the days flew

And before I knew

My heart ached for their presence once more

To be able to open the door

And see them smile as they went by

But it was to late, my time with them will be no longer

As it will turn out, I will be the goner

Who will leave from an inevitable choice

To be leaving and tears rolling down my face

Without a proper good bye, I left and faced the upcoming tomorrow

The deep sorrow that be left in my heart

Will continue to grow all over again as in the start

And the hope to be reunited up till my last breath on earth

Before then , I hope to find the one again who makes my heart beat

And my eyes to enlarge and feel compassion

To a rate of love brewing and my voice shuttering

To finally say the words, that I have been longing

Then and only then will I know

-A.G