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ralou-babiss
ralou-babiss
Hey dear lady, what are u caring in that big suitcase? Hey little child, I am caring some pain. Oh, I thought it was full of candies and toys for me to play. No little kid. There's no candies inside. Hey lady with the pain, can you tell me what pain is? Hey little kid. Pain is something that makes big people like me feel little like you. Is this what everyone is caring inside their suitcases when going to work? Mostly yes.. Oh, ok then. Thanks lady with the pain. I hope your pain is not too heavy so I can still see you around caring the suitcase. Ok child, goodbye..
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Oct 16, 2018
Oct 16, 2018 at 2:45 AM UTC
The lady with the pain
Fear to die Fear to cry. Fear to live Fear to forgive. Fear to give Fear to receive. Fear to exist Fear to resist Fear to speak Fear to reach the peak. Fear to touch Fear as such.. Fear of rejection Fear of reflection. Fear of darkness Fear of numbness. Fear of dangers Fear of strangers. Fear of tears Fear of fears. I got myself paralyzed by all types of fears Until one night when I got to face them all. The choice was simple but hard To live or to die? I felt my head being flooded with thoughts, They were so strong, so complex, so frightening I simply couldn't take it anymore. I chose to die because death was the only solution I am dying, that means I am giving up My need to control what I cannot control I chose to die but in fact I have lived Freer and stronger than ever before I put myself in the hands of the gods For that I felt it was the only salvation. Heaven and hell are inside our brains **** the fear by killing your desire After that you are reborn, you are free. And nothing feels better than that. This is the freedom we all seek to find The freedom from our own piece of mind.
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Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 5:21 AM UTC
Fear.
To live like a fish is To live without trace. To live like a fish is To be as transparent as the water. To live like a fish is To be as light as the water. To live like a fish is To never harm others. To live like a fish is To always trust your gut. To live like a fish is To always move forward. To live like a fish is The quest for absolute freedom And the absolute freedom Brings absolute happiness.
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Mar 20, 2018
Mar 20, 2018 at 2:33 PM UTC
To live like a fish.
Swallowed, in between worlds, I feel the longing in belonging. I have swallowed my words And subjected the power to access them. I have discovered new worlds And forgotten my own one. I stopped dwelling on my past because I know I had none. The warrior inside myself was slowly making its way up. I let myself being conquered And I almost forgot who I am. I am now not choosing my words anymore, they choose me. I am not being challenged by life furthermore, I challenge it up. I love my body but I know I am not the body. I identify myself with my mind but I know I am not the mind. I know I'm an immortal energy And none of the materialistic things matter to me anymore.
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Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 4:07 PM UTC
In between worlds.
There is someone I once met there is someone I cannot forget. There's someone who made me feel deep and close to my heart I still keep. There has been a time in my life when I wish I’d stop the time when I wish I’d stop the world and that special moment hold. There is someone I once fell for, someone who will never know that that day will always remain deep into my mind and soul. And I wish the time would unfold side by side we’d stay in cold, look each other in the eyes until deep feelings arise. But suddenly I realise that I cannot compromise. And I wish I’d be an warrior so I’d fight for what I feel, or I just wish this'd be a simple thought and slowly rewind my mind. But I can’t and so I live, freedom to my mind to give. There is someone I once met who made my heart forever melt.
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Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
There's someone I once met
Prefabricated thoughts, They sudden come they sudden go. They let me in a state of flow expecting that the tide would soon be on the ebb. Distorted feelings, Images and memories appearing surfacing from a distant past, somehow making me feel caught in a timeless ball. Mind games and hidden subtleties transposed through different time realities. Confused my deeper world accelerates in trying to obey what has been missed, forgotten. My endeavours to make it right are ebbing now away. My inner world, it suddenly dissolves in scattered thoughts disbanding and regrouping the forgotten self deceased.
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Nov 25, 2016
Nov 25, 2016 at 4:26 PM UTC
The transformation of the psyche
The other world, a battle ground, profound, it lays me down. Soul searching, Ancient ones. The yellow sun tormented like a rock. I come to you my winter heart, others who? Pathetic life. Blue butterfly Moon touched, A poet writes: too far my lover.. Four questions up for her The growing evil I can’t stay here, Far out! the promised land. Before the light there is a flower girl. The white rose on the Wooden street, a lone walker will sacrifice a paper cut. Somewhere inside the dark stealing in second place realities, eternities, A time long gone. Wide spaces, Legacy. The time to break the shell. My undulating mind. I am the journey from untruth to truth.
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Nov 20, 2016
Nov 20, 2016 at 9:43 PM UTC
My winter heart
Felling like a new born I am maybe stubborn I'm following my path And I have all the rights I guess. Challenging my options I'm feeling kind of hopeless I'm dying everyday hoping to find my way. And I realise I cannot compromise I just wanna take my time and leave everything behind. And I hope u don't mind that I'm going to find all that I have searched for years but was hidden in my fears.
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Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 6:41 AM UTC
Newborn
Sometimes we lose ourselves and borrow different identities, sometimes we fall apart and embrace new ideologies. Sometimes we lose our voice and everything drifts away we act as we somehow forget that everything’s built on our choice. Sometimes we forget who we are that there’s something of higher importance which should make us feel clear and right, but sometimes our vision gets blind. Sometimes we question ourselves, end up by borrowing different selves, because sometimes we lose our trust and become as vanished as dust. Sometimes we torture ourselves with wrong thoughts and unreal dreams we get caught in something I’d call the one’s self abandonment act.
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 1:55 PM UTC
Self abandonment act
Wide eyed, dense and intense, Trying to climb the ladder of hopes. Strong and determined, following the rules we forgot how to stop and think about values. Humid blind, we forgot how to ask we forgot what to ask, resigned humankind. Threw up my garbage, happy there's always someone coming and picking it up cause anyway what we all think is who cares about the damage? Progress is all that we want and this world slowly becomes a playground for our minds programmed by the big guys. Pulling my curtain away, I check any visible sign of something we once knew and worshiped as ruling our majestic planet. Superficiality, Ignorance, these are the words that come to my mind when I want to describe what we strongly embrace as the superior race. And as time passes by all that remains is a sigh, but we still have the hopes that we can transform into ropes. Hoping I'll touch somebody's heart I will continue to write And hope one day we can unite To put back up the work of art.
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Jun 3, 2016
Jun 3, 2016 at 8:11 AM UTC
Ladder of hopes