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Jennifer DeLong Nov 2020
I am a mystery yet to be
discovered
I am a contradiction
a model of possibilities
I am driven to succeed
Stopped mid speed
I am a lover
deeply passionate
With no one to call my own
I am habit forming
full of wonder & lust
I am all of me and more
I am deeply devoted
Yet wildly ambitious
I am so many things
I am so many emotions
I am waiting for the divine
Hoping for a rather 🔥'y
explosion
throwing me every where
to become pixie dust

© Jennifer L DeLong 11/10/2020
Laiba Nov 2020
Silenced
Ashamed
Why do i have to be this why
why do she hate me, i dont understand
I did all i could as your man
she ask me to love her so i ask for her hand
my attempt seem to go without justification,
when she became mad i became a sentive man
it was never a thought i was bring her love to an end

her request was never by past without grateful planning so many acts right on my *** but i never gave in, stayed gratefully just that chance to express this enter love of this man
ended with lack of understand placed so bluntly
why do she hate me ?

I tryed my  best but her hate continue to manifest without just each passing day
I cooked cleaned, i love above means so, why does she hate me then as if there was never any love to begin why do she hate me so much why so much...
just something on my heart. hurting..
your eclipse Aug 2020
maybe it is easier to
cherish someone
we barely even know

the more they unravel;
the deeper we see them
the harder it is to say
that we do know them

may you never know me,
for i wish to have
never known you
Jess Jul 2020
I AM here
But what I thought was me is fading
which can be odd at times, to say the least

I AM here
and still living in the shading
of an old design, that's not yet released

I AM here
The many rhythms changing
As the tired identity continues obsolete

Farewell my friend
the dissolution will come to end
Now we are free
As you open up to thee

Acquired form appears ambiguous  
with true biology slightly contiguous
layered together in amalgamation
Antiquated DNA disfiguration

The patterns are broken
dynamic expression
beyond attachment
to any creation
I AM that---
I AM.
Oct 21, 2019
Matthew Jun 2020
Erie sight of justice behind
Lovely sight of lies delight
Women sang the words of the lord
Men followed the will of the lord

He who held power had his mind tainted with hopeless shadows
His daugther, his lover, his reason for life
Morals gone and society beheaded
Anarchy reigned and law subsided

Revolts occured and all had changed
A lost chick crying from all the beasts around him
A swift slow song echoed in the valley of torment
Slowly ended with a splatter of sadness
Charu Sally May 2020
Midnight hours & raindrops on the porch ;
accompanied by the wind chimes jingling ;
The sweet, sweet scent of rain on the pavement,
White curtains blowing in the wind, and the certain undefinable something that’s in the air.
That blankly stare as I move toward and stand on the edge of the balcony ;
Taking it all in as I Close my eyes &
feel the breeze,
The thunder it roars, and echos deep.
The fond remembrance of the feeling ensnared;
Just when I stumble upon petrichor ,
With all , that makes my hair blow behind and some on my face ,
Felt my feet above ground and my heart on my sleeve .
Suddenly a butterfly kiss that I can feel on my neck,
Like the cadence of your breaths upon my parched skin ;
while the grip of my hand gets tighter on the fence ,
the hot breath that I could feel as you go , tucking the lock of my hair behind the ear,
You reach for the few raindrops on your fingers and move the fingers sliding slowly from clavicle to my back ;
like the only territory of yours you’ve known,
which seems to send a refreshing chill to my spine,
For all the calmness you bring ;
The rhythm in my breath and grip of my hand,
Tells you as if this is what I have been longing for ;
You make it so enamoured , that I wouldn’t say no for ,
Feels Like we’re on the shore in the middle of the night ‬.
‪I kept my eyes closed as you ask me to ‬,
The voice that makes me go just as you want ,
‪You slightly reaching for my hand ‬& interlock yours with mine
And turn me around to you .
‪A smile that break upon my cheek ‬as I meet your eyes,
‪Whilst we just stand there and move closer to each other,
Like the sun that meets the moon;
Your permission was my demand there then,
And we went for a kiss ‬.
The taste on my fervent lips felt like a dream ;
This moment is so like a dream , yet it was
Sooner that I realised, I’m still laid on the bed while my hand rest on your side of the bed ,
It was my soul that was there & you came to.
We’re under the same sky but apart ,
But souls of ours would meet again just like moments ago ;
The moments that we’d give infinity ,
And to clouds our love , to rain again just like moments ago.
Garrett Johnson May 2020
Arrive to leave

Salem.
Asylum.
For all.
Reaching.
Frantic.
Friday.
Evening.
Someday.
Antisocial.
Nev­er.
Rush.
Flash.
Such.
Wandering.
Navigating.
Endless.
Vibrant chaos.
Crusading.
Blum.
Continuos.
Relinquish.
Embraced.
Distorti­on
Within.
Grasp
Taunting.
Disappeared.
In agony.
Collection.
Mural.
Saga.
Certain of.
Past.
Parasite
Of waves.
Confined.
Seeking.
Redemption.


Garrett Johnson & Eleesha Mayo.
Thanks for the words Eleesha.
It's walking around a lot.
hazem al jaber Apr 2020
Who i am ...

if you asking ...
who i am ...
i'm the pen ...
an arrested pen ...
sown in garden ...
in a heart's flowers ..
to pour my ink ...
and to irrigate ...
all rose with word ...
to let them all dance ...
with every new day ...
no matter ...
how long will be ...
the captor to flowers ...
just i matter ...
to give a happiness ...
and to pour my words ...
as a pleasant water ...
to the garden ...
where i'm there ...

i'm just a pen ...
i do dance ...
with my words ...
how ever my roses smile ...
while i'm penning my words ...

it's me sweetheart ...
the pen which create ...
only for you ...

hazem al ...
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