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My Undoing
The Unnamed
Boredom At 2:18PM
I am alone
at a mahogony desk
with scratches at the edges
from some careless trustee
back in '82 when I was
only a girl in love with
John Stamos and Travis Wainman.
I sat at a desk then too
next to Mike Vogel and Lisa Hall.
I made engravings there
"CC +TW 4-Ever!"
"Math Sucks"
while Mr. Aiken spouted off something
about equations...
how to solve them...
should have been listening
but it was 2:18PM and minutes
from a bell I much anticpated: A prelude
A simple Dream
They always said that it was impossible
As always I strived to make it possible
I was not going to accept their negativity
Now it was time to show them my creativity
My disabilities were not going to get in the way
Let them talk until they run out of things to say
Their denial was my most needed motivation
I will walk until I reach my wanted destination
Some stood by my side as other’s started the trash talking
Even if the roads became longer I will keep on walking
Plea For Love
How could I proceed?
When I lost all I need
Tell me the words to say
Only you make pain go away
Lady, please listen to this heart
For it was hit by cupid’s dart
How can I live this life?
Without you as my only wife
There are words I could write
But will they make us unite
Under the summer moon
Or on a chilly afternoon
Please be my shoulder
As the weather turns colder
Why should we come to this?
Can't you forgive with one kiss?
Or will you let me cry for years
For A Special Lady
Could I just depart?
From your heart
Or will my mind
Constantly rewind
To our yesterday
How do I walk away?
When you mean so much
I need your every touch
I try to keep it within
Like I’m hiding a sin
My face says it all
Without you I’d fall
Into the pits of pain
Surrounded by rain
Oh this must be wrong
I need you to be strong
Alone I will not survive
You keep me alive
Only you feel right
Like a clear summer night
Please make my tears
Determined
Silence will not prevail
Failure will not set sail
No sir this young man
Will do all he possibly can
To prove that he will achieve
All the dreams you did deceive
Your rejection will not stop
This lad from reaching the top
You can try but you won’t succeed
He has all he will ever really need
A bunch of dreams that you ignored
He deeply loved and has stored
Into his heart until the very end
These dreams he does closely defend
When he said yes you said a simple no
Dream Attained
To speak to those arrogant men
They laugh at my hidden creativity
Are they qualified to judge my ability?
Jealousy painted a picture on their face
As I willingly put them in their place
In this world dreams are mostly craved
Few allow these roads to be paved
Doors of the past are never closed
Weaknesses tends to be blatantly exposed
I admit that I am not a product of perfection
Instead I swim in the sea of their rejection
Tears will fall and that fact I will not hide
Strength is weakness if you put it aside
His Yesterday
As pain is exposed
Sick of the rejection
Strives for perfection
Pursuer of his dreams
Victim to their screams
Tears are never shown
His passion is known
As he picks up his pen
He travels to back then
To before he met pain
A place that will remain
In his mind for all time
Where a smile is no crime
A land that only he knows
Full of Broadway shows
Oh he misses those nights
Without the constant fights
As he writes his last line
His face starts to shine
Like he did in the past