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 Mar 2020 Saint kaya
Heather
wept
 Mar 2020 Saint kaya
Heather
I wept into the wind
And the wind mocked my sadness
I wept into the ocean
And the salted water took in my tears
I wept into the soil
And new life sprung forward
I wept into your chest
And my tears dried.
 Mar 2020 Saint kaya
Ciel Noir
our minds are on the timeline
fear in every breath we take

we barely even notice
when the Earth begins to wake

and as the mad world rushes by
wrapped up in doom and gloom

undaunted
the forgotten spring
is bursting into bloom
 Dec 2019 Saint kaya
Bruh
Faith
 Dec 2019 Saint kaya
Bruh
Heaven or Hell?
I know of many that are sure to have fell.
I don’t fear falling.
My faith has fished me out of the great fiery cell and landed me in the forgiving hands of God.
Rather than groveling with the demons,
Set to rebel,
I’ll dance with the angels,
Whom I know quite well.
 Nov 2019 Saint kaya
Izzy
Terminology so vibrant doesn't suit achromatic souls nor does the labyrinth-like structures peppered by aureate phrases that I have a fondness for
There have been times
When the morning is bleak
World riddled with crimes
People silenced, unable to speak

Release from slumber
And the sun is gone
The clouds covering under
The grey, a somber song

Wake up from darkness
To friends and family bickering
Their love and words in contrast
So much it's sickening

Pushed out of my sleep
I have to immediately toil
Else I am sunk too deep
Choked by school's coil

Yet every morning
I feel like I can do anything
Not held down by worrying
Because your love, it sings

Like the birds chirping
Beautiful as the flowers
Blooming, Spring is coming
Wonderful is the world

As long as you're here
Kate
Creativity and art
Come from the unhinged
The insanity, the beast
Our unchained selves

Only when we truly see
Beyond norms and regularities
Outside the everyday mundane

Does the beauty so magnificent
Comes absolutely

Terrifying
How amazing things can be so different that it scares people
One emotion after the other
Coming and running amok
Tearing our souls asunder
Down our sanities struck

Each feeling its own complex
Trapped in our minds
Tangled with the rest
Pushed up against the sides

Tug at one thread
And the rest tighten
Gripping you with dread
Panicked as you're fighting

"Stop thinking"
You open your eyes
"Stop worrying"
From your mind, you rise

Threads of the heart
Need no understanding
They're simply art
Weaving and dancing
Emotions are a tangled mess. Sometimes we need to stop trying to untangle it and just let it become art.
 Nov 2019 Saint kaya
Jordan Rowan
Send my dreams to the paper press
I've got too much to confess
This whole mind is a mess
And it's mine
It's all I could find
As I was spending too much time
Screaming and crying

**** my brothers in the Middle East
Let their souls be released
As the mongrel dogs have a peaceful feast
On our blood
Down in the mud
When it's someone you don't love
You don't even shrug

Break my bones over color pride
Don't you see what I have inside?
For my thoughts, I must die
Or else I'm a joke
Lost within the smoke
If I'm not rich then I must be broke
A dying man unknown

Make the streets a place of peace
Instead of hate and bombing grease
Power only makes us weak
To ourselves
To you and myself
Take a long look at yourself
And you can tell

The morning comes and someone's gone
Sent away to a funeral song
They lost their life being young
And still bright
Now they only see the night
As their mother tries to sleep at night
Without life

I'm dead and gone someday soon
But still I love each sun and moon
As they pass over my room
I kneel down
I start to look around
I start to love everything I've found
And I'm proud
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