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Mjones44
21/M all things are ephemeral
Someone's keeping you down. Someone's making you feel like **** She's a piece of **** Most people are. Everybody's figuring it out. She threw you away, So then, **** her. It doesn't matter if you're lost or not. Someday you'll find your way. You can't know others till you know yourself. I've been through **** And so have you. And that's fine. Keep developing, as long as you do that... It's not different. We've all been through **** Nobody's had it easy. It's part of existing. It's about how you accept that.
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May 31, 2017
May 31, 2017 at 8:48 PM UTC
You Don't Have to Know
Like a darkman's cowl I've seen light more than twice And darkness more than thrice Like a wolfman without a howl Like a moon without a glow All these feelings I'll never show Some things I'll never do I'll never do these things with you
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May 26, 2017
May 26, 2017 at 7:14 PM UTC
A Moon Without a Glow
An aching sadness Now collecting dust, Like a childhood toy, Now all but forgotten. Brought into the light, Despite my best efforts, Like a deadly poison, With a certain sweetness.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 11:58 PM UTC
Poison
Something sacred taken; Torn from fingers grasping At a wraith of things held dear. Avoiding grasp, fog-like. Helm now unmanned. The captain, apathetic, Navigating blindly; Insidious, with guile. All things ephemeral, truly. Permanence, an illusion. Substance made fluid Endows fluidity of mind.
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May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 11:46 PM UTC
Fluidity
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained," But people never speak of The part that says, "Nothing ventured, nothing lost," Which is much more important; A sentiment, a shield. Distant, detached, disengaged; Accoutrement to cope. In nature, fugacious. Human condition, fleeting; Faith fades like liquor, Or the last in the carton. Pen put to pages; All words have their place. Time now has come, To leave and move forward. One last drag, Before I go.
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May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 7:20 PM UTC
Before I Go
It doesn't help to wallow. It only holds you back. It doesn't even matter; It's just a thing that happened. Keep your head up, and You'll make it through, I know it. You're starting to **** me off. It's time to move forward. What happened, happened. There's nothing left to do. Accept it, learn from it, sure; But do not let it consume you.
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May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 7:15 PM UTC
A Letter to Myself
Driving through the streets, Like a banshee in the night. I've got nowhere to be, And the road goes on. A covered rearview mirror; There is no looking back. Just knuckles, sore and white, And the road goes on. New streets discovered; Avenues never taken Meet corners I've never been to, And the road goes on. I glimpse a wraith behind me, But this car moves only forward, Past repeating street lamps, And the road goes on. Headlights cut through fog, But not quite well enough. I can only see so far, And the road goes on. And the road goes on.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 1:59 PM UTC
And the Road Goes On
A lone ember on a sinking ship Not enough to start a fire Before its drowned by salty water But enough to leave an ugly scar Have you found God? Or have I found treason? I'm a stained black flag Waiting on the winds of change But these winds, they never come The flag sits unmoving The flag sits defeated Like the victim of the hangman's noose My compass turns in circles, and I cannot see the stars Endlessly, aimlessly I sail In search of my Northwest Passage A path I know I'll never find But its all I have left An immaterial keepsake That ties me to this world For now, I'm lost at sea Imprisoned by my shipwreck But the jailer will one day die And leave behind his keys Strung like spoils on an iron ring And maybe one day I will find them As they sink to the ocean floor And maybe one day I will be free But that day has not yet come And until then, I sail Through thick, eerie fog that hides The way to my Northwest Passage
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May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 10:14 AM UTC
Northwest Passage