A man. He sits in his chair. A king. He sits on his throne. A God. He sits on the clouds.
No matter how high you sit. No matter how strong you think u are. There is always something bigger. Even in death there is light. Even in birth there is darkness.
No matter how strong you think you are. No matter how high you stand. There is something greater
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 6:09 AM UTC
A pen on a piece of paper. The pen touches lightly. Then it's black ink spreads. It can take two paths one of dark, or one of light.
When it touches will it write deception and darkness. Lies and ******
Will it write the not of what's at the end of a rainbow. A child sleeping with her mother.
For whatever this pen may write. Just know there is always good in darkness, and evil in light. For the ying yang brings us balance.
Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 10:08 AM UTC
Angels {sigh}
These angels
More like demons
They come in
Take your heart
They take it so gently
You just let them do it
Then their hand
A hand as cold as winters snow
Crushes it
Breaks it
Shatters it
And leaves you alone
So I'm going to ask you
Angels or demons?
Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 10:00 AM UTC
It's not where you come from
It's not where you've been
It's not your bad choices
Nor the guilt that flushes in
It's not the people staring
Nor the thoughts in your head
It's not the voices saying
That you're better off dead.
It's the people that's around you
The people that you know
It's the songs that's on repeat
And the poems you read alone
It's the sun rising in the morning
And it's the raindrops splashing to the ground
It's the love that which surrounds you
And the home that you have found.
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 1:47 PM UTC
*Maybe your hair is blue now
Blue like the song of a mocking jay,
Sweet and cold.
Talking to the wind,
Drenching under the faces of clouds,
Waving at serenity.
Towards the landscape
Your feet smiles to happiness,
The white of your scarf softens,
Soften you start moving inside my eyes.
But I keep it still,
Quiet like the fallen particles of sun
On each of your pores,
Who run miles after miles
Inside your skin
Along with the prairie's wings.
There I am a hidden seed,
Sleeping through the eternity,
To dream you near.*
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
*There's something about
Love that you
wouldn't
know.
×
if 99%
of your life
ends up
in failure
that 1%
of luck
for love
is enough
to rebuild
yourself.*
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Don't let your food get cold in these cold days,
Not what my mom told me or anyone in my family
For that matter,
I'm in my right mind I don't really need a therapist,
Working on a hypothesis to be an ignorant *****
Trying to make people hate me with false accusations which,
Won't do good for you in the long run for your life is in abyss,
Intentions were cruel, the world is so doomed,
Laughing at us,
Worry about you and whoever else is around because,
In midst of darkness knowing you could make it special (special)
You could make it special (special),
You could make it special (special),
Won't be no wealth collected,
We'll be poor and defenceless,
Be careful who you keep close to you with this independence,
My family never listens to me , now here comes the end and,
Don't make me say I told you so in utter hopes to really hope
That we could make it out alive due to your petty ignorance,
Free thinker , Glad To Say I'm Very Gifted,
In The Center Of Wickedness , You Could Make It Special,
Knowing God Is The King Yeah He Could Make It Special....
You could make it special (special).....
Keep Your Faith By Your side And You Could Make It Special,
There's No Fear In Your Eyes If You Believe You're Special.....
You could make it special (special),
While You Rappers rocking Jesus pieces,
We'll be turned to pieces leaking from the depth of being
Deceived by a demonic doubtful reason that you've brung
Upon us hoping this would control a population of people unaware
Of what you got going on,
Very strong, who you leaning on,
Is it true protectors,
Having a wall built around us so we can't fly with feathers,
What kind of vision is this,
We can not condone in this,
The tapestry is off a little bit of this idealist,
Are there just ******* pessimists?,
Trying to see you fall down like peasants you're meant to be,
Learning all the secrets and plans of the enemy,
Words alone remind you of the world that it needs to be,
Bad intentions is where the road to hell is paid usually,
A good friend taught me that in a state of being consciously,
Aware of everything and anything that comes around me,
Glad to say we're Gifted, this is not the end of you and me,
In The Center Of Wickedness , You Could Make It Special,
Knowing God Is The King Yeah He Could Make It Special....
You could make it special (special).....
Keep Your Faith By Your side And You Could Make It Special,
There's No Fear In Your Eyes If You Believe You're Special.....
You could make it special (special).
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC
Is it strange? that
I don't miss you when
you are far away? but
miss when you sit close?
Is it the subdued fear of
being apart? or is it
the the tension of love?
A feeling that I can't
be without you?
Do you feel the same?
All the questions
I know the answers to,
Yet, am I right?
I don't know, except,
the fact, that we loved,
We gave ourselves us,
gifts that we didn't see
us giving to each other,
A part of memory, never
to be forgotten, Never
to be re liven ...
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 1:45 PM UTC
When life throws you lemons.
Why would you make lemonade.
Did mother nature tell you too.
No.
You know what you do?
You throw those lemons back at her.
And say these words.
"I will get my own lemons."
[sigh]
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 1:44 PM UTC
I took your love
You stole my heart
I took your hand
You stole my dance
I took your kiss
You stole my lips
Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 1:40 PM UTC