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 Sep 2014 Hollow
Rob Rutledge
They were the sons of silver,
Softly treading an angels web.
The last ******* of the ghost
Of winter living forever
Or so it was said.

The players of fools,
Though played from afar.
Distant and watchful
Removed from the heart.

Quick you sons of silver,
On you mercury child!
Your heart may be cold
As metal, numb against
The wilds.
Creaking in the tempest
That cries aloud and moans,
Remember you're never alone.

For they were the daughters of diamond,
Cut in the sandstorm of a bedouin desert.
A million years in the making
Forged in the torture of pressure.
Each impeccable, a priceless treasure.
But every diamond starts its life as coal.
The darkest of hearts made from the death of Old.
 Sep 2014 Hollow
Amitav Radiance
Read between the lines
To travel between the covers
 Sep 2014 Hollow
Erenn
Flaws
 Sep 2014 Hollow
Erenn
The best love of all?
Is when you both
Found it at your worst.
Because,
Through all the flaws we see
*The beautiful truth.
Hmm. I got inspired. It's not done yet.
But I'll post it anyway.
The full work will be uploaded soon:)
 Sep 2014 Hollow
Sia Jane
I've always had,
a home,
four walls,
enclosing,
four souls.
Wars,
within me,
separated in a,
dream.
I see,
a vision,
a spirit,
a passing medium.
My body,
exorcized of,
the girl I once,
was.
Born sad eyed,
planets; Jupiter, Saturn,
global maps,
to the soul.
Reading me,
flickering pages,
spinning,
terrestrial globes,
as changing as,
each,
season.
Unsummoned thoughts,
strange gifts;
genius strikes,
but,
a few,

(so they say)

ones sought,
from,
a power so,
universal.
Where stars,
find,
a home
&
the moon,
laying,
it's head,
amidst a vast,
density of,
terrifying,
external lapsing,
clutching threads,
tied to earth.
Catching,
shooting stars I was,
always,
praying...
On anything I,
could,
hold.

© Sia Jane
 Sep 2014 Hollow
Phillip Hooper
You can be so arrogant sometimes it astounds me. The way in which you can casually dismiss those that love you, not even acknowledging the presence of those that long to be close...

And still I love you, we love you, the world loves you. That what's so infinitely frustrating isn't it?  That you have all these charms, abilities, powers, and you let us know, you let us feel inferior. But thats not your fault is it? That we feel intimidated around you. If we could ask, if we could say, what do you think of us? What might you reply? Would you throw you head back and laugh? No. Some might think you would but I know you better then that. You'd say you're human. That you're scared too. That at times you feel only as powerful as the weakest of entities , that you know how it feels to be afraid.

You're love and lust for life is incredible, you even surprise me after all these years. Few people know just how grateful your are to be alive. That every time you open you're eyes, every time you inhale you're grateful... Few people know that you have an overwhelming loving energy, and it scares you. That you try to **** it with drugs and alcohol, scared it might consume you, bringing about uncontrollable laughter or tears. Few people know how you long to be close, how you want to smile at them, hug them, touch them........but don't.

How you'd rather face a man with a knife then rejection. How being unwanted is something you've grappled with you're whole life. Few people know you've carried the scars of you're best friends death for the past 6 months everyday.

No one knows you've hated you're intelligence. That the burden of knowing consumes you. Knowing how your step dad threaten to **** himself, knowing that you're mother tried to **** herself. That if she hadn't put down that note you wouldn't even be here. Knowing you're the product of a drug addict and a girl rebelling against her family. No one knows that you have no one to hold and hold you. Someone, with which you can be weak and sink into away from a world that has given you nothing but tough love.

Thats harmed you, stabbed you,starved you.

But know this, the world turns and the day will come when you will never settle for less,
the day will come when you stand strong and confident in your own skin,
the day will come when you emerge as a lion defending those that love you against the world,
the day will come once again when you love freely,

Know that light pierces dark,
the individual can conquer,
that to be a man is to be honest, responsible, and caring, not a stereotype,
know that you were made for a reason
know that you're scars will heal,
and more  than anything else know that,
i know,
that all this will come to pass beyond a reasonable doubt

because I......am you
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