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syncopation
Caught in a dream are how my memories feel. Simultaneously vivid. Simultaneously murky. Infinitely disconnected.
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 11:49 AM UTC
Untitled
It is in the deep of night that this truth lays bare All that had distracted in the day now ensnared In the thorny thickness of the weight of what’s real The gravity of everything revealed.
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 11:37 AM UTC
Darkness is blinding
There are days I wish My feet could firmly plant into the grounds of time And furnish roots into its fertile soil of blessings eternally mine And close my eyes and will away its current and its tide That propels my physical body forward while my soul stays rooted inside Closing the mind, turning it to stone While basking in an abyss of yesteryears and days forgone Until the day you open your eyes and see the blinding truth There’s no winning time for it will always rob your youth You may have fooled yourself briefly resisting time’s wordly charms   But immortalizing moments past will only do you harm For when you awake from your stupor filled slumber You will awake to days outnumbered But by then it’s too late Are you ready to step out on to your plank of fate?
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Jul 10, 2019
Jul 10, 2019 at 11:24 AM UTC
There are days I wish
You constructed paper walls Of intricate structures infinitely tall It’s probably the silliest thing of all Don’t you know that paper will fall?
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 11:36 AM UTC
Delicate illusions
Could we have seen it coming. A slow trainwreck running Its course veering at the margins Treading away from its origin. Had we missed all the signs. Or did we intentionally not see What was the inevitable, what was to be.
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 11:26 AM UTC
Trainwreck
That’s what it felt like when we lost you To the complex maze that became your truth. A self-enlightened mind Impermeable to light, to touch, to time. An inner sanctum of make-believe so outrageous, so utterly unbelievable Made of illogical truths only you sought achievable. What led you to this I can only hazard a guess Was it divorce, insecurity, a lifetime feeling like you were less. Why has it come out now when time has already been the test Was it the lack of medication, a lack of rest. My brother you are wounded. Your mind an open sore. Rest your weary soul. Torture and pain no more.
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 10:56 AM UTC
Shattered
Keeping you as my secret As though the world unknowing Is infinitely empowering Like the Mona Lisa smiling Her gaze perpetrating Knowing thoughts discerning Never disclosing yet ever imparting Secrets untelling Keeping you guessing and searching For an inevitable unveiling Yearning unabating
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Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 6:53 PM UTC
You as my secret
If you believe life has a way Of telling you what it wants to say Without having you ask or listen very hard You may have unlocked its secrets, seen its cards Because sometimes I find life will get what it wants you do to But don’t get me wrong, it listens too Wishes you may have wished hard and long Has been distilled into its ear as a song And sometimes its melody will playback to you In ways you never expected it to But hear it you will, the lyrics now different but still Fills your Soul with the same familiar glow And that’s when you know.   Life has a way of telling you things that you hadn’t expected it to say But things that are supposed to be at the end of the day.
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Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 8:14 PM UTC
Secrets telling, but untold
As the days roll into nights And the nights back into days It’s just too easy to have time slip away. But just as the rivers into the seas flow For this we have but little control And as we get older for some reason Time seems to move faster But that is a misperception you see For it is when we have little left it becomes as clear as can be Just as an hourglass drains At first imperceptibly slow Until the final sands of time begin to show By then like a whirlpool It seems to succumb to gravity’s pull Where did the time go Will we ever know.
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Oct 7, 2018
Oct 7, 2018 at 7:31 AM UTC
T.i.m.e
Hallucinations Or just creative imagination Is it a fine line Drawn in the sand of the sublime What I see in my mind’s eye Must be a reminder of simpler times Before clinical disparity between the two Was a widening gap that grew Beyond the realms of just how do I do But into a more critical territory As to whether I would be a threat to society A threat I am not that I am sure But clinical trials have been introduced to the poor Chemicals, medicines, therapy for the mind I’m sure my condition has been treated many times For big pharma they need reasons to be Listed on the NYSE Yearly targets they have and they must narrow my soul And fit it on their platter of explainable goals Boardmembers, shareholders, profiteers alike They need my condition to reach dizzying heights Well they have done it, they have achieved A society of those who are aggrieved To find out in despair That what was once light is now nobody’s care Except for those who’e pockets are lined With people like me, who are apparently out of their mind
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Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 3:50 PM UTC
Marbles lost