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I come not for the joyful,
Who have a song to sing.
And I am not the kind
Who will leave you smiling.
Rather, I'm the kind of singer
Who looks to pierce you to the core.
I'm probably not who you're looking for-
I'm a heavy kinda soul

Cause I'm a bleeder,
And I'm a dreamer
I wear my heart out on my ragged sleeve-
I'm a heavy kinda soul.
     Happiness just ain't my thing,
And peace is always far away
Smiles are as rare as a desert breeze,
Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.

I don't want to entertain you
I want to touch your heart.
I am the voice for the broken,
Hiding in the dark.
Maybe the only other one
Who understands the Darker Road-
Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.

Cause I'm a bleeder,
And I'm a dreamer
I wear my heart out on my ragged sleeve-
I'm a heavy kinda soul.
     Happiness just ain't my thing,
And peace is always far away
Smiles are as rare as a desert breeze,
Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.

If you hear me,
Would please weep too?
Would you let me know that I'm not alone?
I want to give the broken, a song they can call their own,
But I'm so broken too.
Cause I'm a heavy kind of soul.
Almost everyone I know tells me I need to write happier poetry and happier music. I'm told I'm too sad. And I need to find Joy. Well, if that's how you feel, I'm not talking to you. I'm not going to able to change who I am- I'm a heavy kinda soul and I sing to those who bear this weight as well.
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Seema
Behind A Mask
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Seema
Sitting alone near a lake
Seeing my pale reflection
My unknown self looks fake
No emotion, no affection

The still water runs deep
So does my wretched feelings
Hidden under a mask, I keep
My soul self, from daily dealings

As I plunge a stone in the water
Ripples of all sizes reach my side
I see my reflection slaughter
By these ripples that glide

Wondering if what I see is true
Beauty in real or a hoax fantasy
My mind swings to and through
Is it really me filled with ecstasy?

Then why people despise my look
Call me ugly, treat me like shyt
As the ripples cleared, I shook
For I looked different with my eyes lit

Taking a handful of lake water
Splashing over my masked face
The ripples grew shorter
Revealing my true self hiding in a case

The reflection shows my reality
But my inner feelings doubt
I am beautiful, but as security
Hidding from stalkers that come about...


©sim
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Gabriella
i will.
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Gabriella
people say the bed doesn't feel the same when a lover goes away.
it's been said that it feels that they took a part of you.

i believed these things for many years.
lovers have come and gone, and my existence dwindled away.

until one day when just a shadow remained,
i looked up and i looked around me.

i noticed trees, flowers, and animals.
storms have come and destroyed these things at some point in their existence.

but they came back. they grew stronger.

why can't i?
i can.
i will.
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Sherri Harder
Everyone starts counting...
...one, two, three.
Just as they write,
starting with A, B, C.

Ever notice a rhythm,
as in words have a rhyme?
Like a clock ticking;
tik, tok, tick within time.

Learning to read and learning
to write,
as a kid, I could spell,
but math and arithmetic
gave me a fright.

Words can be fun
and broken apart.
Like a game of chess,
or a puzzle, okay now
where do we start?
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Mike Hauser
I asked this girl if she knew how to swing
She said like a monkey in a tree
I asked her what exactly do you mean
She said here, hold my thingamajing

Before you get wound up accusing of me
This ain't nothing of what you might think
There ain't no ***** inside of this deed
All she has me holding is her thingamajing

Sometimes I get restless and can hardly think
Counting off  more than my share of sheep
Then I remember what's always with me
As I unpack my thingamajing

For those in the know, know what I mean
Both high and low and all points between
They say finders keepers while losers weep
Which makes me glad I have a thingamajing

By a hot sandy beach or a cool mountain stream
Take a wild guess as to what's swinging free
It's not only her but also it's me
We're both hanging out with our thingamajings
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Etoilette
I was looking for love
And I lost my peace
The love was above
I was on my knees.

The prayers were lost
The pain was everywhere
What are here those ghosts?
What's doing the fear?
 Oct 2017 Aysha
h m w
He smiled at me and said 'here, take this'

It was a happy little pill of his and it would feel bliss

I smiled and gave him a kiss saying, 'thank you baby'

But what happened next forever will drive me crazy

Next thing you know I was spinning in my head

Then he wanted to bring me to a bed

His friends walked in and wanted more

So they all called me a ‘***** little *****’

My body was numb and I couldn’t move

I let out a scream but they didn’t approve

Everything went black but then again I woke

But to them it was nothing but a funny little joke

They locked me inside of a walk in closet

So if there was a stir I sure wouldn’t cause it

I blacked out again and woke in a different place

Treating me as if my soul were missing and my body were a case

Still I was unable to move nor speak

But he still said he loved me and kissed me on the cheek

I counted five inhumane beings on top of me moaning

One was even playfully groaning

I was disgusted and wanted it to end

But I knew that after this my mind would never mend

By now it would have been a little past three in the morning

Earlier I should have taken that adorable face as a warning

When they realized I was sobering up

They had an alibi saying they’d call this a hookup

When I could finally move my mouth again

I realized what had happened and felt heavy chest pain

They heard that I was muttering words that were incomprehensible

They saw me as nothing more than a body and that I was dispensable

They came up with a plan to hide my body in a ditch

I even heard one say, 'she deserved it, what a stupid *****'

I hit my head when they threw me on the ground

I only saw black in front of me and around

I woke up to a woman asking if I were okay

I only said one phrase and it was that 'I was betrayed'

What happened after that is irrelevant at best

All I will say is that I was nothing but stressed

This is my story and it happened two years ago today

Nailing an image in my mind that I was a targeted prey

I know now that I hold so much more worth

And I love myself more than anything on this Earth

Just know that these words have come straight from my heart

No matter how vile and disgusting this memory is, I can never restart

So I tried to make it a poem so it seems like some kind of art.

h.m.w
I am a ****** assault victim and I never received justice.
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Riham
Wolfie kind
 Oct 2017 Aysha
Riham
The first time that I saw his eyes I knew how much i will be broken at the end of the road
And I probably should stop falling for him ,I should escape those endlessly heavenly feelings
but that was hard all I did is getting more attached to him
It was so artistic how he controlled me
All I was thinking is how am so unthinkable around him..
He was warm
Smart
Loyal
Dangerous
Wolfie kind
My favorite kind
he did Burn every dark spot of my humen heart
I was so addicted to the feelings he made me to feel that I forget how much i'm going to lose under the line of my broken heart ...
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