#12 word poem

[lua-pele]

how does it feel when you keep making me look like a fool? when you keep letting me drown in my thoughts in the middle of the night asking myself

"am i not enough?".

was it satisfying?

[jb-cohen]

People around me keep getting younger. I find my way back on the rocks. Listening to the water

thinking about cows.

Last night I left

Without moving my body—

Last night I left without moving my body

And she asked me where I went

I’m on the rocks,

There is a beautiful man next to me

And I can’t help but to wonder

How I got so lucky

But maybe I always have been

There is love everywhere

It’s out there for you

It’s out there for me

It’s where people don’t mind your silence

It’s in the dog who made you hesitate going out the door

It’s in patience

It’s in listening ears

You’ll see it between the two geese

swimming together, communicating

to the one across the pond

It’s in questions

It’s in allowing youthful connection

It’s in a willingness to learn

It’s in the ones who ask you were you’ve gone

Where you’ve been

and how it was

[autumnsunshine10]

Next Stop

Okay so here's the thing--

My guard went out to lunch

Then one shuffled up offering

Profundity temporarily covering

Nitty-gritty insipidity--for shame!

Trenchcoat drenched...look away.

Parking my backside on a bench,

Sitting out another grand slam game;

Pop up scrimmage on the fly,

Suiting up umpire style...

Learned lesson, belatedly applied.

Supplanted, supply and demand

Disenchanted by an elephant

In the room I read wrong.

My head can't wrap around

Tunnel vision distance...

Put the fun in funneling,

The scam in scampering.

There's nothing to see here--

Heavily cloaked fully clothed,

Dragging busted baggage...

So it's not just a compact carry-on.

That's fine, I'll take my chances

On the next bus to stop by.

Prompts: there's a thing, park bench

[thegirlwholovesliterature]

“Hurt? Hurt is just a passing bruise, a fleeting pain. What you left me feeling was a cataclysmic upheaval, I was debilitated and traumatised. I was not merely hurt; I was devastated, consumed by a catastrophic sorrow that shattered my very being. It was a symphony of chaos and calamity, a storm of ruin that left nothing but desolation in its wake.”

- Excerpt from a story I no longer share #2 // saying you ‘hurt’ me was redundant // krupapatelreads on Instagram.

[a-quiet-observer]

[evergreenwords]

Myrtles, motion, misbehave.

Toxic perspectives make us slaves.

Climb the trees, become immortal.

Live a life more free of toil.

Emerging through a secret garden.

Softer hearts can often harden.

Please fret naught for you are gold.

We hear that story you've never told.

Just take a breath and pick your flowers.

Don't be afraid to leave your tower.

-s.z (Cyclic)

[getcareless]

City Flowers

City flowers on my mind

all the street lights glow.

I planted seeds,

now the memories grow.

I think of you,

something about your eyes.

The neon jungle groans.

There’s petals and

all the love for you, I

feel it in my bones.

JEP

[nest-being]

i love art!!! i love comics!!! i love poetry!!! i love prose!! i love music!!! i love animation!!!! i love fashion!!!! i love creative expression!!! i love seeing the beauty and brutality and complexity of the world explored in so many different ways!!! i love knowing there is a human being behind every creative work- driven to create and tell stories as a form of communication and connection!!! art is life!!! art is humanity!!! art is existence!!!!!

[jjoie]

satan's best friend

Ruler of all that is evil,

has a right-hand man,

the spawn of all evil. Yet

they were once all fallen angels,

who help give life, but, at the snap

of a finger

or two,

can be taken away

[lua-pele]

Your beauty lights up my night as your soft glow soothes my soul. Yet it cant fill the void, for i long for the sun that vanish at dusk.

"Full Moon"

[jb-cohen]

The intimacy of the escalator

Knowing there is depth

and warmth to every

Coat and bag around you.

Most people are good

I think most people may just want connection

in the same way I do.

-may 12, 2024

[talk-to-themoon]

No I’m sorry,I’m actually still just a 12 year old girl with a bleeding heart and a bottle of tequila.

[autumnsunshine10]

Never Have I Ever

Call me Sunshine only

If you don't mind eclipses at times

Random as cracks on asphalt

Never would I ask to be taken as steady

Sanity but a waxing crescent

Engine sputtering in the night

Trying to turn over futilely before

Stalling

Restlessly scratching at the same itch

Never would I have acquired this ache

Had I never seen the light

[aias-or-ajax]

[peachsukii]

you burned it all to the ground lit the match without a second thought watched the fire dance and the ashes flicker unbothered at the damage left behind

you said forever, and i believed you pinky’s intertwined, a sisterhood forged in spirit putting on your best performance for the crowd were you holding the knife all along?

i want to hate you for not choosing me every word you promised haunting my memories a broken oath and an empty ultimatum washing your hands of everything we built

pages of secrets torn from our storybooks the battlefield littered with regrets hearts at a standstill, daggers in hand tainted history and bitter confessions

how could i not see through your façade? the mask you wore all those years i trusted your faith, the bond we wove as friends you let it unravel and fall into the grave, shovel in hand

was it really just pretend - a decade’s worth of time? i had to convince myself it was real so i can sleep at night knowing nothing was a waste but i can’t help but wonder how seeing my name makes you feel

⋆ ˚ʚɞ — i can go days, weeks, months without thinking about her and then bam, those feelings come out of nowhere. grieving a friendship that you thought would last forever never gets easier. she was in my wedding party and i was in hers, ya know? you'd think shit like that mattered. so many memories with our friend group with her in it, it's hard to think of the good times with her shadow lingering through said memories. ugh. happy wednesday lol

[a-quiet-observer]

i’m supposed to be secure

in knowing one day i’ll be secured

but at the same time i can’t expect it

i can’t initiate it

i can’t see it coming

i have to be okay with being alone

more than okay

i need to love it

i need to stop looking for what my life could be

and just love what it is

what it is

when i’m alone

friends are forever

men are disposable

that is until

your friends find ‘the one’

and suddenly

you’re the last person

they text

the last person

on their mind

the last person

they think of when they see something funny

or something sad

when you tell them you’re lonely

they’ll smile and say

‘keep your hopes up,

you’ll find love someday!’

as if someday didn’t come like lightning for them

and eons for me

7/24/23, 12:16am