I watched you leave and sealed my mouth shut tight,
And turned my love to poison overnight.
I wanted to scream, to make you stay, to bleed,
But I just stood there, choking on my need.
I told myself that silence made me strong,
But silence was the place where rot belonged.
I should have said you broke me, made me small,
I should have said I loved you through it all.
I should have said you left me in that room,
Alive, but learning how to breathe in gloom.
I should have said I'm angry at your face,
For how you made my anger feel like grace.
Now I confess it to these empty walls
How I rehearsed your name down empty halls.
How I regret the war I did not wage,
How I still love you, even through my rage.
I hate that I still check the phone at night,
I hate that I still dream you hold me tight.
Forgive me I was cruel to keep it in,
To let us die without the truth within.
The thing I never said now eats at me,
It is the chain, the cell, the lock, the key.
It lives inside my throat, it will not free,
Until I say: you still belong to me.
The feeling was real in heart
A glance pierced the heart ,like a dart.
There was a spark,a different glow
Everything was smooth, with the flow.
Year after year,the bond got strong
It all seemed magical, but,I was wrong.
The words looked real,the emotions so true
The love grew deeper,there was no clue.
It was a mistake, to think it real
The pain is deep,hard to deal.
The wounds though invisible, are forever
I was fooled...I wish,I was clever...
The thing I never said ,is ,the regret
To have been loved,feels to be in debt.
Everything every time,was fabricated
It took years to realize, how deeply,I was hated.
Deep inside, my heart regrets and mourns
As the pain,from thousand piercing thorns...
The first flowers of spring,
Bring in the beginning,
Of so many good things,
Somethings you never see coming,
Drumming along your own beat,
A sweet treat for your eyes,
Surprised by all that's growing,
Showing all wasn't lost,
It's the cost of growing strong,
Nothing really went wrong,
Just pushed you along a little,
Getting lost in the middle,
The riddle gets solved,
My soul has evolved,
Revolving around what's true,
I grew into this flower,
The power of the bloom,
Consuming your sight,
Delight comes from knowing,
You're always growing,
Even if it isn't showing,
The spark always glowing,
Slowing down your flow,
Hanging in the shadows,
Colors blow in the wind,
Indirectly catching attention,
With a quick mention of their beauty,
Signals they've done their duty,
Calling to all who are seeing,
Spring bringing a new energy,
To every living thing,
Using it,
Brings all I need to be.
Yuh see this thing call life, it does mek yuh think twice.
So much to do, with so little choice.
Yuh see this thing call life, sometimes it's not nice.
When you sit down and really think.
Is like dreams are better than reality.
Truth be told life does snatch yuh soul
It makes you cold, it makes you fold
It breaks you into pieces and leaves you on your own.
Yuh see this thing call life
One day you're here the next day yuh gone
Yuh see this thing call life, it ain't pay to be weak
A telling yuh it ain't pay to be meak
Don't tek this thing lightly,
Cause it's not nice to you nor me
Life would shake you, bake you, and break you
Like a broken glass it would replace you
Yuh see this thing call life, only God knows the future it hides.
Only God knows your trials
Yuh see this thing call life?
It's see your benefit from birth, hoping you'd find your worth
It builds you from all those hurt.
Yuh see this thing call life, It closes and open curtains.
It's filled with uncertainty, burdens, birth and brutality
This thing call life this thing call choice.
Recalling days in a state
you
might feel after faking
your own breath of fresh hair she fried
from that floor dayward to
be right
on the
pointless hell prototype
aligning with her vision
of
the self-confident soldiers
singing her to the quick and stick-
y hotel where no one
ever
checks out
the plumbing unless pres-
sured to do so by the
bladder
of fact
madam at the recep-
tion desk.
In the park was a man
With a stroller, as well
As a dog on a leash,
Which he tried to compel
To begin the trip home,
But the dog wouldn’t budge.
Having neither at hand,
I guess I shouldn’t judge.
First the man gave a tug
In a joking-type way
As the dog flopped down flat,
Showing he meant to stay.
Then he flipped on his back
With his paws in the air,
Which is when I moved on,
So though I’m unaware
Of the outcome, I’d bet
Not a minute more passed
‘Til the leash got a yank
And they went home at last.
she
slammed me
candidly
then returned to the
business of stealing my money
It is a teamwork type of thing-
Ringing the bell so well
The next mashup of a maxed out bashing of an over flowing cup of mountain water upstream-
Kings the next castling on the other side of the ring
Ding-ding
Back for more “bling, bling!”
Onion rings on the side, pretty please!
Watch how my truck sings as it revs up after a mental rental goes caching ching
Just saying...
Lying, laying, slaying & spraying-
Weighed in like Jayda- WILL SMITH I "lit" my cig-
was fuzzy wuzzy big?
Failed Trigonometry
Sold Origami
My salami
Is like " Salam Aleiki"
Hate me please
It could be a breeze
I am NOT on my knees
Please
Jeez!
Go TX!
When I smile the world smiles back
AP: 1st place 2026
ONE HELL OF A THING TODAY: MAKING AMERICA GREAT AGAIN
No more white-hooded lynchings of us.
Today, it’s the ice-cold severing of our rights:-
The red POTUS is making America great again:
Mocking JUNETEENTH; praising 4Th OF JULY.
For him, peace has been deemed as damaging oppression;
And must be put to rest with power-mongering war.
All Zeus-like forms of governing legislation have been iced out.
And new Satanic-like legislative amendments have returned hell on earth.
And the years of slavery that made America great for ancestral power mongers,
Has now been replaced by oppressive, power-mongering political injustice.
Just look at today’s White House Garden of Evil:
Therein, hangs a devilish, hellavah, red snake:-
The most powerful
thing in the World
is the Mind
Much more so
than the sword
It can accomplish
wonderful things,
benefit human kind,
create solutions
for the World's problems
It has an imagination
which fosters creative endeavors
Distinguishes us from
all animals
on the planet
It should be used
for positive purposes
to advance the
cause for all humans
It creates cures
for many diseases
and helps us
to live a
long prosperous life
no-thing be
some-thing
knot to be
sought
len
ABOVE THE LINE
BELOW THE LINE
--------------------------
by:Je T'aime Mi amor
----------------------------
Being in love is a powerful mix
of euphoria, deep safety,
and vulnerability
magnetic pull toward
another person—
a mix of exhilarating nervous
energy and profound comfort
often depict this feeling
through specific emotional
and physical sensations.
Love a copassing empolophment
a woggotintal of tibbifflousitic yearning
a pleasant familiarity
comforting tommorrownistic claim of
having belonging
and a since of pride for which
others might envy
our coupling has bought others
to change the way they speak
to us and about us
our togetherness is now
our togetherness is stored
away for future use
it is remade for timely desire
that it's timely need is restoration
in times of certainty and uncertainty
love is now and forever
the expectation of being with
and the expectation of being apart
might such longing restore the need of
our togetherness.
--------------------------------------------
One thing I really dread
is getting out of bed,
but, when I do, I have so much fun
that when the day is done,
the thing I really dread
is getting back in bed.
if the future is tomorrow,
and today was once tomorrow,
then future has already past.
if time is constant,
then life is constant
and this pain will never last.
if i am me
and you are you
then who are we,
if not me and you?
Sub Categories
Looking for the formal definition, structure, and history of this poetry form? Visit the Poetry Dictionary entry below. Then return to explore how PoetrySoup members bring the form to life through their own poems.