Sanjukta Nag
Sanjukta Nag
4 hours ago

Few truths in the unexplored blues,
Their smokey heads sway
Inside your eyes.

I perceive us with your touch.

Holding out an arm
Everyday you point to the distant,

Though our naive feet don't know
How to read a map.

#truth   #life   #reality  
Debanjana Saha
Debanjana Saha
9 hours ago

You are inside that shut doors,
And I am waiting for you to come out.
You just slammed the doors just like everybody else.
Is being so foolish a crime.
I know I'm not that clever
but please for God sake don't leave apart.
I wish I could be so clever that nobody left me ever.
But the hard truth lies beneath the walls
finding everybody better.
Don't leave people,
I can't bear the lonely truth from far!

Doors keeping shutting and I can't bear being lonely once again.
#truth   #lonely   #leave   #people   #doors   #waiting   #foolish  
Carson Hurley
Carson Hurley
9 hours ago

When I look at you

I see that my heart

is home.....

#love   #truth   #youme  
Druzzayne Rika
Druzzayne Rika
10 hours ago

Do you sugar coat your truths,
So they don't taste as bitter?
Will it make it sweet enough ,
To kill the essence of the truth?
Or do you add a line of truth ,
between a series of casual talk?
So they don't have chance to react,
process the truth hidden in the words.
Or are you someone brave ,
To speak the truth
The way it is ,
And accept to face the brunt .

#truth   #brave   #talk   #face   #sugarcoat  
Atoosa Kourosh
Atoosa Kourosh
14 hours ago

I've forgiven you for tearing my heart apart
Pretending to be someone you're not
For swearing eternal love then torturing me with your unique cruelty

I've forgiven myself for believing the performance... the promises
For seeing capacity in you that will never be realized
Wasting my precious life force on someone so undeserving

You never actually asked for my forgiveness
And yet once again, I am giving you something from my heart....
That perhaps you do not deserve....

It was much harder to forgive myself....that was the true accomplishment.  Compassion for oneself is SO much harder. Why is that?

We will never be WE again. Maybe WE never were....except in my mind and heart
Tony Pellagra
18 hours ago

So I've been told,
I'm nothing but an ape
Waiting to get old.
So I lie and I kill and I rape
And the world keeps turning.
Strangers 'round me do not see
That Paris is burning.

When I was told this, I wish I chose to care--
"It's not 'life is meaningless' that men come to fear."
No--but rather,
Every single, single decision matters.
And knowing that will save us from extinction, or let the world unravel.

"Life is meaningless," I was once told.
So I ripped the wing off a butterfly,
And watched as it twirled.
Now this old ape waits alone in the cold,
For I ripped the wing off a butterfly,
And have destroyed the world.

Every choice you make can either destroy the world (chaos) or save the world (virtue).
Alexandra C
Alexandra C
1 day ago

Everyone tells you to never give up your dreams
But I am one of those dropouts
Of that philosophy it seems
I used to repeat that inspiration in my head as I drew
Pictures and pictures of things I decided were not good
At least not good enough to achieve my perfect future Where everyone is in awe of my work
And gushes about me over and over

I decided that my paintings would have to remain in the garbage
Where I believed they deserved to be
Because I had a shortage
Of belief in me
And what I thought I could be
I need money to survive
So I'll give up what I love
For a life of financial consistency

But whether or not my dreams ever come to fruition
I'm going to say what everyone else did
And tell my children and grandchildren
To never give up their dreams
While I throw away my last paintings and drawings in the trash
I pray that they will get what I never had
A dream that came true
And a job they love to do

Many people in this world give up on their dreams because they don't believe in themselves, and some people give up so they can live a comfortable life. Sadly, I believe I will be one of them as well.
#poetry   #truth   #sad   #life   #future   #hope   #time   #dreams   #thoughts  
Aaron LA Lux
Aaron LA Lux
1 day ago

Mad Man

A made man,
a mad man,
but no I’m not mad and,
I’m dreaming of scheming up a brand new grand plan,
as in,
a glad plan,
to be happy and not mad when,
people act bad as I suppose sometimes just happens,

and that’s when,
words find their way into your heart,
hatred hits the light and dissolves,
and we see the matrix coming apart,

this is the definition of The Beautiful Art that we are,
hope there’s enough diamonds in this dirt,
to make the dirt worth this much work,
the effort is worth it when we’re on the Ark.

We are the Art…

We are all art,
this is all art,
blow me a kiss,
don’t waft me a fart,

oh sorry not sorry,
was that a bit retart,
or rather retarted,
did we have a rough start,
should we just restart it,

because I’m late,
a bit tardy but not hardly sorry,
because it’s better to be a day late,
than a dollar short and that word to Charlie,

hardy,
but not sorry,
see we don’t care,
not even hardly,

we don’t care,
as we buzz by like shooting stars,
let them stare,
young starlet’s go numb from the fun on the heart,

I know where you’re at and can tell where you’re from,
just from the scars that you wear,
no time for small talk let’s take a tall glass and a long walk,
see the road is long but if we stay strong and get along we’ll get there,

don’t be scared of offensive truths if we have to we’ll take it there,

see there be no PC for my Bee Gees,
we’re Staying Alive staying live just to survive,
How deep is your love love,
tell me will I hit bottom if I jump in from a swan dive?

It’s Saturday Night,
and I’ve got a fever of Celsius 69,
been spending Too Much Time in Heaven,
It’s hot up here on Cloud Nine that close to the Sunshine,

see I’m,
making references to musical preferences,
Bee Gees Staying Alive,
How Deep Is Your Love Saturday Night,

but I’m probably just sounding like a mad man,
because you’re probably to young to get it they miss the reference,
so I sound like someone who believes they’re right even when they’re wrong,
but are just are too stubborn to admit it as a confession,

every mistake can be a lesson,
listen I’ll tell you what the difference is,
if you learn from a mistake,
you turn what a mistake was into what a lesson is,

you don’t learn from a mistake,
but you learn from a lesson,
see honestly it obviously seems,
that that’s the only significant difference,

tell me what the difference is,
between genius and insanity,
honestly it’s only a few million,
self made man so what can they tell me?

A made man,
a mad man,
but no I’m not mad and,
I’m dreaming of scheming up a brand new grand plan,
as in,
a glad plan,
to be happy and not mad when,
people act bad as I suppose sometimes just happens,

and that’s when,
words find their way into your heart,
hatred hits the light and dissolves,
and we see the matrix coming apart,

this is the definition of The Beautiful Art that we are,
hope there’s enough diamonds in this dirt,
to make the dirt worth this much work,
the effort is worth it when we’re on the Ark.

We are the Art…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆

Alison Latres
Alison Latres
1 day ago

Promises are worthless, with so little truth behind them
Words don't cost a dime, they're free and inaccurate
Honesty is a rarity, if you find it hold it tight
Truth is barely known, find it and make it yours

In a world where lies are woven in the syllables we toss about
We could use a little more integrity in societies built on falsehoods

#lies   #truth   #honest   #falsehoods  

For so long I have lived in fear.
Fear of loneliness, rejection and betrayal.
I'd run to the wrong people for their protection.
Only to find myself stung by the scorpion.
For once, I stand on my own.
A beautiful wild golden rose.
I may sway and dance in the summer storms.
Though my roots are deeply placed.
Knowing that the sun will shine again.
I do not have regrets.
For every path and mistake that I have made,
Has brought me to where I am.
Stronger than I was yesterday.
To only grow stronger tomorrow.
For this I am thankful for.
Now watch me as I stand tall.

There's my homework for you Alex. :)
 
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