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 May 2022 Astral
Riz Mack
Just be
 May 2022 Astral
Riz Mack
Be like the rain
unafraid to fall

Be like the sun
shining light upon all

Be like the wind
helping others take flight

Be the brave new dawn
after the dark stormy night
Be all you can be
See all you can see
D all you can D ;)
 Aug 2021 Astral
James
Only the Soul
 Aug 2021 Astral
James
I’m a god
I’m a man
I’m nothing
I’m everything
I’m only,
only the soul
I’m sick
I’m sick and my disease cannot be cured by any modern medicine
only the soul
I’m asleep
I’m asleep and no amount of amphetamine can keep me awake
only the soul
only the silver tongued songs of the soul
sink me down into the depths of eternity
And fulfill me in my dissolution

only the soul
only the infinite unfettered understanding of the soul
brings me back to you
only the soul
 Jul 2021 Astral
Lilly F
it seems like we love all the same things,
besides each other


©L.F.
???
 Apr 2020 Astral
Tess
You.
 Apr 2020 Astral
Tess
I never thought I'd matter
To anyone

Until you
Came along

And changed my perspective
Of the universe

You made me feel
Like I matter

And I'm grateful
For you.
 Apr 2020 Astral
Ammar Younas
Haiku
 Apr 2020 Astral
Ammar Younas
Night sits on my chest
Squeezes poems out of me
And grinds my poor soul
 Apr 2020 Astral
Monika
Sestina
 Apr 2020 Astral
Monika
Glass
moments
shatter.
We
are
shards.

Shards,
glass,
are
moments
we
shatter.

Shatter-
shards­,
we
glass
moments
are.

Our
shatter
moments;
shards
we
glass.

Glass…
Our…
We
shatter.
Shards,
moments.

Moments...
Glass...
Shards
are
shatter.
We

are glass
moments. We
shards shatter.
 Apr 2020 Astral
el
@3am
 Apr 2020 Astral
el
it's at 3am
i cry
i cry for help
i cry for love
i cry for lost hope
i cry for crushed dreams
at 3am
i cry in pain
i cry with jealousy
i cry silently
cry to be seen
at 3am i cry
i cry with my memories
i cry with my pen
i cry as the world around me
sleeps.
at 3am
i weep to the moon
i weep for the lost souls
the people i misplaced
i weep with the man on the moon
and when the clouds obscure
i weep on my own
3am, sleepless nights
with aches as deep as my bones
tears behind my face and
sobs behind my throat
at 3am
i run out of words to use
i miss my muse
i run out of things to say, that
describe my brain, i-
all i can say, is...
at 3am, i cry
(C) Elissar Mustapha, 08.01.2019
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