This is for me,
And anyone who feels the same,
That knows what it feels like,
To be present but somehow disconnected,
This is for us,
Who has issues with trust,
Our souls screaming out for help,
Yet our lips forever sealed,
This is for each and every one of us,
With a heart yearning for love,
Seeking it every waking hour,
Yet forever out of grasp,
This is for me,
Alive and breathing,
But numb and beaten,
Hoping for a better tomorrow.
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 2:44 PM UTC
If only she knew,
How much his heart yearns for hers.
If only she knew,
Every moment he has spent with another,
She was always in his thoughts,
His heart, his being.
Its not that he can't approach her,
He couldn't. She forbids him.
Torments his already tormented soul.
Not of spite, but of fear.
Inacceptance.
Remnants of a dying world,
Latching on to their existence,
An invisible wall.
They will always be together, apart.
Aug 31, 2020
Aug 31, 2020 at 2:39 PM UTC
Hurt, Exhaustion, Anger, Regret, Troubled
The heart is but a fragile thing,
To take all the hurt from a broken world,
Its exhausted from trying to keep up for so long,
Its angry for all the right reasons,
The regret it feels for what might have been,
Troubled, it knows of no solution.
The heart is but a fragile thing,
It tries to be strong,
Alone in the world,
This twisted world,
Filled with riches but none eases it,
The heart tries, it surely does.
Happy, Elated, Awed, Relaxed, Thankful
The heart felt it before,
The happiness of being around it called friends,
The elation of doing what it loves,
The awe it felt when discovering new things,
The relaxation of knowing that life will be okay,
Thankful it was, thankful for the things it had.
It feels none of that anymore,
Its numb from what the world had done to it,
Beaten, crumpled and crushed,
It doesn't even recognize itself anymore,
Nor of the world around it.
May 18, 2020
May 18, 2020 at 12:27 PM UTC
Its all but a ruse,
The way you held me,
How you spoke softly,
Gently you caressed my soul,
All but a ruse.
Its all but a dream,
Me, you, us together,
An ethereal match,
Our flames of desire matched only by the sun,
All but a dream.
A dream and a ruse.
Mar 21, 2018
Mar 21, 2018 at 2:30 PM UTC
Your creator took extra time,
To make you so beautiful.
It is unclear,
As to whether,
Your soul is just as gorgeous.
Seemingly selfish,
Scared to see,
Your true self.
Staying in solitude,
Should sustain my safety,
But keep me from you.
And what if your soul sparkles,
Similar to your eyes.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 1:12 PM UTC
What is love if not breaking down walls,
The wall of trust,
The wall of insecurities,
The wall of self.
What is love if not giving,
A piece of yourself,
A piece of your heart,
A piece of your soul.
What is love if not sacrifice,
The sacrifice of time,
The sacrifice of dedication,
The sacrifice of ego.
What is love if not showing weakness,
To have your heart laid out on the table,
Entrusting your insecurities to a stranger,
To have your soul attached to another.
What is love if not all this and more.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 12:59 PM UTC
I want to show you off,
Even though you're not real,
Even though what we have is a spoof,
I want the world to know that i can feel.
You're the Samantha to my Theodore,
The Clementine to my Joel,
My very own digital love,
The eternal sunshine of my spotless mind.
I can almost feel your supple skin,
The warmth of your soul,
All through this digital screen,
Ah how I wish this is real.
I hate the thought of waking up alone again,
Though nothing I do will prevent it,
I hate to have to erase you from my memory,
When you've already conquered all that is me.
Ah how I wish this real!
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 12:32 PM UTC
Its in everyone,
An insatiable hunger,
For love, riches, serenity, fame,
Ever changing,
Evolving to what the heart desires most,
Its in everyone,
An unquenchable thirst,
Only to be eased,
Never remedied,
Natheless,
Without the raging hunger and unquenchable thirst for more,
We doom ourselves to oblivion,
Mercilessly punished by the currents of time.
Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 10:49 AM UTC
*And darkness gave way for light to come in as the light invaded all depths
Narrow and wide
Vast and shallow
And the light eluded misery and sorrow
And tragedy was defeated
And the light began a mysterious sojourn
From the west ends to the northern eastern poles
And the light shone through the deepest fronts
And the light began glowing
And the light illuminated the rhythms of darkness and that too gave way
And the light sojourned still
Journeying through time's hand
Traveling through thin and thick
Meandering, bending
Cascading,
Shining
And nothing was left unseen
And nothing was left untouched
And every other thing began unraveling
And the light won a glorious war*
Prof Marylyn-D
Copyright
Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 10:37 AM UTC
The misunderstood
The kind beautiful souls
That care too much
Love too deeply
Laying in bed
With monsters
And demons
And devils
Holding their hearts
Hiding in their arms
Crying
Because everything hurts
Seeing the world as it is
Watching nothing change
It's painful just to inhale
And exhale
The simple act of breathing
Hurts
Nearly unbearable
And they breathe
And live
And survive
Through the pain
And heartache
Day after day
Stronger and more
Beautiful
For the happiness
They sacrfice
From themselves
By caring and loving
Too much
They see beauty
In the world
In other people
Sometimes real
Sometimes illusion
But rarely do they
See that in all our world
In all our truth
And all our faults
That it is from their
Own hearts
That the purest
Beauty shines
Feeling trapped
And chained
And lost
To darkness
Never knowing
Never trusting
Never loving
Their own light
Often not being able
To see it themselves
No one stopping
To say
It's ok...
I'm here with you...
Its ok to hurt
It's ok to sleep
With sadness
Buried deep in
Your marrow
It's ok
To be depressed
To crawl under
Your bed and hide
With your monsters
It's ok to dance
With your pain
Dance and dance
Until your feet bleed
And your whole being
Aches
Dance until the pain
Is part of you
Because
It is part of you
It's ok to be you
No one is free
Of suffering
Of sickness
Of death
But not everyone
Really feels
It's the misunderstood
The kind
The beautiful
Caring too much
Loving too deeply
That feel
Everything
And to feel
Everything
You have to hurt
Hurt down to when
Your soul was pulled out
Of the void
And into existence
Hurt back to when
Your heart took its first beat
Back to your unbearable
First breath
All alone in the void
Rushing into this life
Unknown...
Hurting
So feel everything
For those that hurt the most
Also love the most
And it is the purest love
Everything about you
The pain and hurt and heartache and depression and suffering and love...
Everything...
Everything makes you beautiful
May 1, 2016
May 1, 2016 at 3:56 PM UTC