Top Voted Poetry

It is the American DreamWhat we all strive for and imagineIndouble-wide trailers to double-wide mansionsIn sprouting lakes of fake fish.Nothing captures its essenceUnbound by time or dust or rotThe thingswe cherish still are lovingly pattedAnd... (more »)

Salt is in the air Floating around everywhere It gets in my hair And sand sticks to my wet feet As the waves crash on the shore (more »)

For all my life, I have been censored. I cannot do what I wish, nor say what I think. Why is that, oh mother of mine? 'Tis not normal, replies she. But what is normal? Is normal the grass beneath my calloused feet, which does not gray... (more »)

A pocketful of stardust Makes the old man cry Reminds him of the yesteryears And the time that has passed by Reminds him of his family Of his lovers and even his enemy A pocketful of stardust makes the old man cry He cries, yet he’s... (more »)

When I was young, When I was young, I loved it . When I was young I got carried every where. When I was little I don’t think I cared where or what I was doing .I loved when I was young!!! (more »)

Rip it out Go ahead I'm waiting Say the word I'll listen Bet I would Bet I could Bet I'd leave Go away Who could stay Dying here In this world Ash and mud Inside me Push me away Make me leave Let me leave Say it... (more »)

What happened…? This isn’t what was supposed to happen… BREAK! Make a run for the shore, Wake up, you’re feeling so sore. Legs, arms, heart. Every muscle you tore. Ripped right out of my chest. What happened to us?... (more »)

I won't topple your house of cards carefully built with patience and precision level by level Something as fragile as porcelain than can collapse with a single exhale I won't be the bull to your china shop display cases... (more »)

I loathe the spiders that creep behind my eyelids When the sun disappears they steal my sleep They crawl, pierce, and sting making me unable to see I can't stop the spiders from leaving a trail of spider bites down my cheeks There is... (more »)

It takes time to start believing Why do I get this feeling that a wave of heat is washing over me I'm trying to come together Feeling under the weather like I'm drowning in my growing list of needs By writing another chapter... (more »)