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Axiana Nov 2013
Sought after by creative liberty
Run over by her own insecurities
But at least now she's dreaming
Reaching for the reasons to keep on being
Lost in moments she never imagined seeing
Her stitched up heart is beating
In time to the rhymes that fall from her mind
She finds meaning in small things
Wanders through life and sings
Quietly to the songs that spread her wings
She's ready for flight but must cut all strings
The future beckons and the now is present
She is something from nothing
A beautiful accident.
Axiana Nov 2013
There are miracles happening right before our eyes
Small ones, teeny ones, they come in every size
And they are not to be passed off as nothing!

Like when your soulmate saw you for the first time
And made you believe in love at first sight
Or how butterflies deep within you took flight
When that car raced past, right through a stoplight
Barely missing you because a plane made you look up at the sky
And your clouded mind wakes up for half a second to say, hey!
What WAS that? Coincidence? Fate? Wait!
But then you are habitually convinced you're just lucky and continue to wade
Through crowds of no one, and you have forgotten to realize
How a miracle from the sky, literally, just passed you by
And you didn't even wave.

And how time is an illusion at best
Because when your excitement is at its highest
It's like it doesn't actually exist
Not even for one second
Understand that living fully in the present
Is your only real option
The rest is pure ignorance you are responsible for
I know it's mostly caution
Your heart has been torn by equally closed minds who wished they could see how you so enjoy playing with light
They scolded you for being too interested in the small things, in life
Like it's some sort of crime to be in love with colors at night.

We know lightning is just static and so suddenly it's not supposed to be interesting
Because we can explain it away, we consider it nothing
This is so sad I would cry... if I wasn't so happy
Thinking about how beautiful lightning is
Do you follow me?

Realize that nothing is what it seems until your narrow realities and your suspended belief in impossibilities can finally collide
And run down the side of your subconscious mind
Pooling around you into one big puddle of life
Made of the magical, the unexplainable, and this may seem unrelateable...
But go look in the mirror at the spectacle
That is you
A stand alone miracle.
Axiana Nov 2013
I am
As silent as the trees
She is
Caught beneath a sunbeam
Behind her I am not, but hidden
Among the leaves, I watch and listen
I want to clear the distance
Play predator versus prey
But by her beauty, I am stricken
Frozen in place
And wishing I didn't
Have to be so strange
If only the sun had never shown her face
And made me crave more then a taste
My heart begins to race
And I know that as she wanders away
The decision has been made
So this time she is saved
And I leave as I came
In hungry, miserable silence
Her fate rewritten by my defiance
The wild wolf for now, is tamed.
Axiana Nov 2013
Diamond blue dancer
Spinning faster and faster
Creating a whirlwind of love in your wake
Diamond blue dancer
Becoming a master
Of every moment you choose to create
Oh my goodness it's been forever since I've uploaded anything new on here! Lots of amazing things have happened since I have been away though - including getting my first poem published in a magazine! Too cool!! :) Missed you guys! <3
Axiana Jul 2013
My spirit needs to breathe
I am drowning in fatigue
Breathing without moving
Floating in unease
I hear hope is blooming
Somewhere inside these
Patience bearing ocean flowers
I am too high up to reach
This need awakens me
To will my lungs to breathe
I tried to hide from destiny
By staying just beneath
Shimmering surface dreams
All colours of the sea
Axiana Jul 2013
Liquid glass rains down
In shades of turquiose
Trickling diamond drops
Shatter to create a frozen wasteland
Below these clouds of treasure
Beneath a hundred moons
Travelling forever
This blue planet
Recently they found a "blue planet that rains liquid glass" and I just couldn't help but imagine how beautiful it would be to witness such a phenomenon.
Axiana Jul 2013
Could I be
Sitting here where cold lightning strikes twice
In the same place
Cyclical thoughts repeat
Am I here again?
A flash of intention
To awaken
But I was listening to whispers
And they've disappeared
So nevermind, I'll just scream
To drown out the ego
Could I be
Ignoring my Self?
And fading?
I can't move
And I can't remember
Suffocating in two
Realities
This dissonance is everything
Putting me together
Tearing me anew
I wish I would disintegrate
But I am too strong
Yet weak enough to deteriorate
If this wind wasn't so hollow
I'd believe in something
Infinite immortal
But the awareness is totalled
It has taken me away
Memorial to this soul
An empty cup
I'll try again, forever
I'll never give up
You won't be totally forgotten
Just sorely missed
As if you were never there
I'm sorry
This one-way rubber band has pulled me back
Deep down into the well of pain I thought I filled
If only I could let go
I would pierce right through these walls of stone
I created
And become the dream I imagined I'd be
To mend this ache of dissonance
So consistent
This need
Just swimming my way through a rough day; super grateful to be here and to have this amazing site to exercise this much needed outlet. Much love and light to you dear reader, and many thanks :)
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