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When You Came About

as I look into the mirror,
I wonder what i see. 
is the person staring back,
really me?

moisturize my skin,
do my hair the way I like,
it looks like me,
it seems like me,
it doesn’t feel like me. 

I scream into the mirror,
frustrated with what I see. 
the person staring back,
isn’t me. 

I lost a part of myself,
when you came about. 
you took my innocence, 
and my recollection. 
I thought I knew myself,
until I met you. 

sometimes I feel sad,
when I think of you. 
but now I realize,
I’m better off,
when you’re farthest away. 

always have been,
always will be. 
it took some time to show,
that you only care for yourself. 
but now I know.

Copyright © Mk Writes | Year Posted 2019



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Secret Sadness

i think a part of me knows 
something’s missing. 
i feel something empty in my chest and the empty is not easily filled. 
if it is filled,
it’s usually for a short period of time,
and then it disappears into the abyss of my heart.
my heart is warm,
my heart is pure, 
but my heart holds a secret sadness. 
it’s a sadness that tries to take over my happy. 
this time i won’t let it win.

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Infatuation

I used to blush as I’d think of her, 
even catch her staring at me in the distance. 
I’d feel instant shame. 
as if her piercing blue eyes could possibly know,
what thoughts were in my mind.

I thought of drawing baths with her,
and waking her up to the smell of eggs and bacon. 
I didn’t even eat bacon. 

infatuation danced across my mind. 
infatuation turned into love,
and love turned to heartbreak. 

the infatuation pure, 
the love intoxicating. 
the heartbreak earth shattering. 

in a cold room,
I yearn for her warmth. 
the feelings are undeniable,
that I miss her most,
on the coldest nights.

Copyright © Mk Writes | Year Posted 2019

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Untold Story

Pain killers.
Metaphorical right?
Will they help ease my emotional pain?
The answer is no,
but like hell I tried.

I popped Tylenol like candy,
its a miracle
that I never needed
to get my stomach pumped.

An untold story,
one filled with teardrops
on my kitchen floor.
Each night I'd see just how many,
I could take. 
Most nights it was on an empty stomach.

Had I continued this behavior,
It's unlikely I'd be here writing this out,
I'm so glad I didn't continue.

Copyright © Mk Writes | Year Posted 2019


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