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 May 2018 Alex
Quiet Rose
Flower
 May 2018 Alex
Quiet Rose
I am a flower
bending in the wind
and rising again
I grow and I grow
I use the sunlight
But as you run along
What you don't see
I am right there
Right under your feet

Very fragile am I
And when you stand
I fall
Running over my friends
because we are not tall
I realize it must be true
I am not much
nothing more than a flower
that is stepped on
and thrown
I may be beautiful
but way deep down inside
Is a monster
that is trying to hide

Now I lay dead under you
an ugly flower
that can't be revived
 Apr 2018 Alex
Deon
Hi Mom,
 Apr 2018 Alex
Deon
There's so much you don't know about me
There's so much I don't know about me
But maybe we can know each other a bit better
If you don't mind I'll go first

I think about you quite often
But I'm not sure what to say when you call
I have questions you don't have answers to
And I know they're ones I should find myself

Words haven't always been very effective for me
There are way too many to choose from
I've had every conversation you can imagine
It's all in my head but they're comforting

I try to be better you know?
Better than I was yesterday
Don't worry I try these days
Not to be too ******* myself

There are things I wish for that keep me up
I want them but I'm not doing enough yet
When things get tough I still remind myself that
The journey is the reward not just the destination

I haven't completely figured out who I am
But has anyone?
It means I get to choose and
Create a meaning despite the absurdity of it all

There's a new cookie recipe I made
You would most certainly love it
We should talk sometime Mom
Over fresh cookies and milk
Learn more about each other
Like mother and child should
Trying out new recipes
With hopes they turn out well
 Apr 2018 Alex
CA Smith
Brick
        By
            Brick
A house is built
Hour
        By
            Hour
The house becomes a home
Day
        By
            Day
The home turns into memories
Year
        By
            Year
The memories turn into people
Century
        By
            Century
The people turn into stories
Story
        By
            Story
Stories turn into legends
Legend
        After
            Legend
History is changed
Piece
        By
            Piece
Lives are changed
Person
        By
            Person
Love is spread
One Love
        After
            Another
Bricks are purchased
That build houses
That turn into homes
That create memories
That turn into people
That turn into stories
That turn into legends
That change history
And it all started with
Just. One. Brick.
Sometimes it's tough when you are just laying bricks to see the end picture, but it makes a difference in the end! It can be so easy at times to feel like we aren't doing enough to help others or to grow ourselves, but one ripple affects the entire pond.
 Apr 2018 Alex
Rohan P
aspirations beget
lucid, sea-struck moonlight;
emanate your kind regret—
soar with the painted moonflight.
 Apr 2018 Alex
Meera
My pen bleeds
As its ink seeps
My words cry
The seer weeps
I keep scrawling
Until my pain recedes
Walking on my way
Where my lament leads
Crumbling to bones
Changing to fit the needs
My frailty drives me
As nothingness breeds
In madness I did
Those fearful deeds
Now I'll have to pay
The price of my greed
Making me suffer
My demons succeed
In the garden of love
I feel like a ****
I am looking for my way
To the flowery meads
Where the chains will be shattered
And then I will be freed
Sometimes you just feel lost and there seems no way out
 Mar 2018 Alex
Quiet Rose
Original
 Mar 2018 Alex
Quiet Rose
I am not an original
I am not normal
I am not the same
I am not...me
I have forgotten who I am
I have forgotten everything
I have been ripped from happiness
now i live hiding
away from my own
self doubt
but as long as i have my fake self
I will never be able to escape
I am stuck for ever...
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