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mother I apologize
I never meant to throw knives
I keep on saying I was right
a voice inside tells me to fight
I let my hair grow
Not to be sad
Not to be bad
But to be brave
When I let go of what I had
The Canary with Black Lungs
Caged Bird Brought in to Replace the Last One
…With My First Breath…
Divinely chosen I embraced my new throne of gold
Bespeak to me of bespoken ballads to warm your ears
Innate love and wisdom I freely pour out for you
I saw you in a distant vision.
From a prison of doubt, and disposition.
I saw you struggle with your restraints.
Your ball, and chain of endless bane.
He loved us
As much as he loved the sound of an airplane
As long as this sound only brings pain
For him, it's only pure pain
Un moment,
dure t-il éternellement?
Une histoire,
Peut-elle rester mémorable ?
Seulement s'elle est rythmée par un amour
Ceci se sugmonte et se gagne toujours
I think it's sad
The inability to miss
She seems mad
For being the reason I'm bad
We drown in our mistakes
We float when the virtue takes
She likes nothing
And nothing is like her
This roof is carried by agony, guilt and disgust
The monster disappeared
Yet the nightmares are still
On Spring mornings, with wet dew prancing
across leaves and blades of grass,
Standing alone across vast fields,
I journeyed long stone paths,
The tasteful wind at my back.
The monsters crying sad
And when I pass, I hope you visit my tomb to talk about all the funny, stupid things we would laugh about if I was still here.
Though your presence at my send off would bring me joy, I hope that if u are not in attendance, u would comfort my soul by reminiscing upon our time together just as I did in my last 7 minutes.
Ivy sprouts around her mouth
Pity and warmth dripping from her eyes
Those green tired eyes
Hiding all the chocolate away
Baking angrily everyday