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Mentally, I paint one mason jar for each year of my life; lined up on my mental shelf are numbers one through seventeen. Adding a new jar to my collection, I contemplate what color paint to use. Yellow perhaps, for cowardice?
sometimes I take a sip of you, but you taste like whisky. when you hit my lips, I cry in the ecstasy of nothingness. as your warm liquor burns my throat, I wonder if I taste the same.
his brain leakeS Then could barely seek Although his child spoke Nothing but a cry for his life father Don’t leave Unless you’re forgetting me
Life? Everything hurts so bad My hair follicle don't even stand aymore Why have emotions if you already know the results? Strength? Everything is okay No weak person will succeed
Love can be seen in so many ways,I could go on for days and days.Love is powerful, as we can see,We've all fallen at one point, even me!To love someone with all your heart,It's hard to explain, where do I start?
Step 1: Forgiveness Forgive but don't forget I say to myself as if the knives of your words hadn't silenced me earlier, as if in between each letter of forgiveness
I want to dance and cry and scream, In memory of all the things we think are better forgotten. "Forgive and forget", they say. Forgive, by all means forgive, But, please don't forget?
(poems go here) Hey, I'm sitting here with the block of a writer Smoking my fags down to the filter It looks like it's gonna be another sleepless night Living in the shadows, can't seem to find a light