Manicgaypoet

This is a Poem I wrote about how I feel inadequate when I try my hardest to impress someone I have feelings for, but always fall short.…

Manicgaypoet

This poem is about my first love. He gave me that head-over-heels feeling for the first time. He also is the first person I allowed myself to be loved by. With him, I let my walls down and showed him the raw, unfiltered, and authentic me. We broke up after four years together, and thankfully it was mutual because we cared about each other deeply. Occasionally I hear from a friend that they bumped into him, or I'll come across an old picture of us, and then my Brian goes into auto-pilot, and I ask myself the same question repeatedly.…

Manicgaypoet

This summer starts just like all the others, excitement, positive energy, summer shopping for new clothes, and making plans with family and friends to go on many adventures this summer. If you can't already tell, Summer is my favorite season. I love everything about it; everybody is always happier in the sunshine. This summer hasn't been full of sun, Weekend getaways, beach days, concerts, and nights at Fenway as I imagined. This summer was spent navigating a lymphoma diagnosis that my English Bulldog, Dudley, received. Although he turns 8 in October, the news was still completely unexpected. It shook me to the core, and seeing his decline has broken my heart into 1 million pieces, and each time I gather them back up off the floor, a couple extra go missing each time there's a part of me that I will never get back. It feels almost as if there's a hole in my chest that was occupied for the past nearly eight years by my best friend, Moo Moo, dudder butter, and many more nicknames he's accumulated over the years from the many people I met him and found love with him just like I did. This whole process has taken me on a roller coaster of emotions. There have been good, lousy, dark, and even funny moments throughout this journey of keeping him comfortable; his last day with me should be any day now or any month now, or any year now. That's the crazy part about all this. Nothing is in my control. I have no idea what the next day will bring or won't. What I do now is see it in the way he walks, the way he looks at me, and even the way he sleeps. Nothing is the same anymore.I often look in the mirror, making the tears way and asking myself. Are you having fun yet?…

meiguesslol

A poem about feeling numb…

meiguesslol

A poem about you guessed it... being tired! It's about being drained and exhausted, and trying with failure.…

meiguesslol

The style of poetry is called, "Golden shovel" I did it in school and I thought it was pretty fun so I thought I'd post my poem here. :) Credit to Countee Cullen, the poet I used to make my golden shovel poetry for her beautiful poem, "For a Poet". I used the line, "I hide no hate, I am not even wroth"…

SamTheGayPoet286

Two friends, Saanvi Bingle and Anshit Dingle are childhood befriends. (NOT ROMANCE)…

gaypoet

A girl writing secret letters about being in love with her best friend who recently got a lover.…

octoberchild21

a collection of poems written by a girl, for a girl she used to love, and maybe still does.…

JurriSaddlerJr

A collection of poems from the Summer of 2014.…

existentialpoet

well, fuck.…

punk-ishdad

in a world full of pain, all i ever wanted was to be happy@punk-ishdad ©july 2017 - april 2018…

Who_I_Am000

Volume 1. This book is to express my feelings and thoughts. Anything in italics explains why I wrote the poem and a little bit about me. It contains romance, emotional, and (hopefully) relatable poetry.…

IlamMalik

Charlie Rascal accidentally exposes Aubrey's deepest secret: That he is profoundly deaf and blind in one eye. Now Charlie has a lot of making up to do. Since the time of his near fatal crash four years ago, Aubrey Keats keeps his internal struggle as quiet as the world around him. After being paired with Charlie, he is forced to adjust and readjust the walls he has built around himself. With only poetry and empathy to guide Charlie closer to his deeply misunderstood classmate, he learns about this dark world in which Aubrey is forced to live. And now, all he wants to do is make it a little brighter.…

Gayemos69

don't take any of this shit seriously I was bored 💀This is top Douma and bottom Akaza so yh enjoy…

AirisTheSpaceCat

Slay poems you should read😍😍💖❤️…

existentialpoet

i could go for a mocha from starbucks and a good book…

sunnysundaypop

"Oh, your a single mother? What happen to your-" She blushed, and shooked her head."No, it's not like that."…