Poems about speak


№ 1209884

The Restless Words I Speak

Restless word
I speak
Shine in the dark
I believe

restless,  speak.

Author: Stu Harley
Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1209668

I try to speak

I try to speak from my heart,
But there's no "heart" from which to speak.
This mass of muscle residing within my chest,
Is only there to keep me alive at best...
For it is tired and weak.

I try to speak my mind,
But it drowns in a sea of hydrangea.
Perhaps it serves me well as an anesthesia...
To dull the pain that wreaks.

I try to speak with my hand,
But the words won't come out right.
Early stages of arthr won't allow me
To write... for he contorts its speech.

I try to speak with my mouth,
But my tongue has been tied.
Like the heart with no love.
The mind devoid of thought.
The hand without muse...
All have died.


Author: Stranger Blue
Date: 06/04/2020

№ 1208123

Heartbreak in Spanish Chat Speak

I imagine parting your lips would feel like dipping my hands into a bag of uncooked rice,
Starchy sweet,
Falling between my fingers, yielding.

I imagine you holding my papercut wrists, my papercut heart together with trembly hands, scotch tape and just enough pressure to fill up the spaces,
Just for a little while.

Baby girl, you'd say, when I'd consider asking you to help me pick up the pieces.
Carrying them carefully, like a bird's egg,
Like the day no backward glances were cast,
Eyes set, head set, a measured pace.

Stop it, baby girl, as I held my breath, waiting for the pieces to drop again,
Tiny cracks multiplying into a pattern like the afghan at the foot of my bed,
The way my hands splintered when you held them in yours.

Listen: imagine the landscapes that fill our bodies--
The curves where I would nestle my head,
The warm folds where I'd hide,
The sinkholes and leaks you'd try to patch up, to stop up.

Listen to me, baby girl.
Your elbows are too sharp,
Like the point of blades that fit so snugly into your hand—
That feel like they were once part of you, but left;
No backward glances cast.

Imagine this, baby girl:
Let me file them down,
I like it when you're soft,
Like me.
Then it doesn't feel like you'll shatter when I touch you—
Just fold up, baby girl.

chat,  heartbreak,  spanish,  speak.

Author: Nina
Date: 05/04/2020

№ 1206745


He said.
She said.
He said that she said.
We said, "he said she said".
If we said "he said she said",
Then is it we say what they say to have said.


Author: Lee
Date: 04/04/2020

№ 1205797

Speak Up

Lower your head
Take a deep breath
Pretend not to see
The pain that is left.
Feel in your heart
The wrong that is done
But say not a word
Hide from the sun.
Try not to burn
In the evil you see
It cannot be helped
Or so they tell me.
Make not a change
Try to hide safe
Keep your head down
Yet these bonds chafe

I want to make change
I want to stand tall
But how to find strength?
Lift our voices before


Author: Jordan Fox
Date: 03/04/2020

№ 1205027

Speak Up So It'll Be Quiet (10w)

Your mystifying
Silence screams
Louder than anything
And everything else.

quiet,  speak.

Author: WistfulHope
Date: 02/04/2020

№ 1202907

If the crow could speak ...

You foolish beings
You left the safety of the trees with
A plentiful diet of fruits, nuts and berries
You acquired a taste for blood that -
Sent you to your knees
Your protein addicted brains developed
Tools to inflict pain, to carve flesh,
Introducing your animal brethren to the pang of
Uncontrolled, calculated, violent death
Today, we continue to watch from the branches
Thankful for the power of flight
To distance ourselves from your -
Destruction with all our might*...

crow,  speak.

Author: Randolph L Wilson
Date: 31/03/2020

№ 1197956

Speak Out

Around what time do dudes stop lying?
Around what time do women stop complaining?
2. Around what time will women stop believing the lies?
"we continue our conversation after supper"


Author: Stan Gichuki
Date: 27/03/2020