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Brett Palmero Oct 2017
Deep in the forest
Lies a tree grand in size
Older than the rest
But close to demise

Each winter is harder
The bitter cold bites
And is a slow killer
But still she fights

The humans come with axes
And **** those around her
Never able to relax
When one day she'll just be lumber

Each day branches snap
Because of the dry life
The sun beats down as she naps
Always causing strife

And one day she withers
And is not longer in pain
But all she has weathered
Is not in vain

Because below seeds flourish
The ground is moist and full of water
And soft, full with nourish
All thanks to mother
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
What do I mean to others?
Am I given a second thought?
Maybe I'm a bother
Someone left to rot
Yet those around me smile
When they see me coming
They want me to stay a while
I don't understand the caring
The love they share
For a person like me
Is something I hold dear
A thing of true beauty
For incase I feel worthless
People will hold me regardless
Luana
Brett Palmero Jun 2017
If the world told me to lay down
I'd get up
Just to spite it

If the world told me to stop trying
I'd succeed
Just to spite it

If the world told me to give up
I'd win
Just to spite it

If the world told me to die
I'd live
And laugh at it
Brett Palmero Nov 2016
In this fight
Insides twisting
World black and white
Battle of existing
World keeps bringing
But I'm still here swinging

Blow after blow
I'm on the ground
Get up, I don't know
My mind unsound
The crowd cringing
Cuz I'm still here swinging

They tell me to stop
To lay down and die
I can't be on top
So why even try
Wounds stinging
I don't know why I'm swinging

Yet I get up again
It's never easy
Moving past this pain
So much I'm dizzy
But that fat lady ain't singing
So I'm still here swinging
Brett Palmero Jul 2017
If you check every moment
On the progress you make in life
You'll notice nothing

and miss everything

So you do you
Look back after a while
And be surprised by the life

*you lived
Brett Palmero Jul 2017
What the morning brings
Is the sweet feeling
Of a day anew

It is the beginning
After a long night
Of slumber

The morning air is sweet
As it fills my lungs
Breeze blowing

The sun beckons me
Awake from slumber
And up to face the day
Brett Palmero Oct 2017
Inside everyone
Is there own little beast
You, it seeks to own
It, you seek to best

This beast can be anything
From a wolf in shadows
To the void and what it may bring
Only you truly know

It comes at the worst times
To haunt your every move
It's voice chimes
So that at your worst, you lose

But the beast has no control
Of your actions and thoughts
It has no true role
In your do's and do not's

It is merely a voice
That you can listen to
Or use your choice
And bid it adieu
Brett Palmero Jan 2017
I see nothing beyond
No turning around
All life is withdrawn
The bottom not found
My stomache will sink
As I am pushed to the brink

Despite being so close
I still want to fight
The end nobody knows
I move with death in sight
Out comes survival instinct
As I am pushed to the brink

Suddenly I begin to fall
The air is rushing me
Life is beginning to stall
The end is here finally
Yet I can't help but think
As I am pushed to the brink

I grasp for anything
Because I'm not done yet
Can't just let death win
Still too much regret
I refuse death's drink
As I climb from the brink
Brett Palmero Jan 2019
One moment in life
stops the coming knife
holding it together

The rest of it all
shatters our resolve
again, over and over

Maybe that one moment
ought to be permanent
if the rest doesn't matter
Inspired by Robert Browning's "Porphyria's Lover"
Brett Palmero Jan 2017
In a city of gold
Lies a forest
Though quite old
It is my nest

Upon the wind
My name is sung
A hand they lend
When life stung

The sun shines
Through the leaves
Erased are lines
Allowing growth of seeds

Down the road
You'll find the lake
Beauty, the sky showed
A new day to awake

This is where passion burns
This is where birds sing
This is where a student learns
This is what Lake Forest is
Lake Forest College
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
He comes ever closer,
To hunt and ****, a monster like no other
Down in the Tulgey Woods he hides and waits
Dark as night and evil as death he follows
"The claws that catch and the jaws that bite"
Those who venture are sure given a fright,
All dare not walk the woods in fear of sure death
All but one who took up his blade,
And braved the beast no longer afraid
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
An easy breeze on a hot day
A free apple off of a tree
These are the little things in life
We don't ask nor do we give,
They just happen and we go on
The little things aren't given second thought
But they give us a little smile everyday,
Enjoy things in life that just happen
Because one day we won't see them
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
This climb we take
Most pain and misery
Our hard work at stake
Just for some scenery
We are the few
Struggling for the view

Each rock we move
New challenges arise
Our path never smooth
Is our journey wise?
This stress not new
Struggling for the view

We make it there
Looking at our journey
Nothing will compare
To the love we carry
For the road we traveled
And the view we unraveled
Joe
Brett Palmero Sep 2016
Can we rise without falling?
Or is it a necessity?
Idea of stopping now, calming
Yet we move forward endlessly
No matter how hard the climb
It's always one step at a time

Sometimes all I can see is darkness
That there's no hope left
But stars shine the brightest
With the inky black abreast
To achieve a life so sublime
It's always one step at a time

No matter how scary the future
Or how dark the unknown
Even if the path is rougher
And I am left alone
I will make life mine
And take one step at a time
College be like
Brett Palmero Aug 2017
The romantic
Isn't the guy with all the girls
But the one who notices
That one girl he loves

The romantic
Isn't the guy who is chased by lovers
But the one who follows
One girl and loves her

The romantic
Isn't the guy with all the attention
But the one who gives
All of his attention
Brett Palmero Oct 2016
I keep forgetting
That I matter too
Maybe I'm too caring
So much, myself I *****

I bend to people's whims
So they can be happy
Their joy a synonym
For me feeling ******

I need to learn
To love my being
Otherwise I'll burn
And die screaming
I lived my life being a scapegoat, but the people I talk to now help me learn that I deserve to be happy too. P.S. No one worry this isn't a cry for help. I just haven't written anything sad or angsty in a while. Need a change of pace.
Brett Palmero Dec 2018
Sometimes I walk close to the edge
Wondering what it's like to fall
Then I see a fence, names etched
And I choose to stall

This is the name of a friend
Who taught me how to smile
My worries and trouble to suspend
Just for a little while

The next is a sister
Who knew what it's like
To struggle to become better
But also not give up the fight

Here is another buddy
Who can't see their own success
Yet I can see them budding
I give them faith, they can do the rest

The last name is my whole heart
They're the light I always come back to
Their beauty, a thing of art
The love I feel, too good to be true

This little fence reminds me that my purpose
Is to not rest until those I care about
Are full of purpose and happiness
Till then, I am not meant to burn out
Just a little idea I had after a very difficult night.

Inspiration: you know who you are :)
Brett Palmero Aug 2019
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.
Brett Palmero Dec 2016
A tiger never has fear
Its roar is one of power
Its path you must clear
Or else you, it shall devour
My own fear, I want to control
I want to have a tiger's soul

A tiger always has courage
To take on any challenge
No matter the disadvantage
It will find a way to manage
With this, I could achieve any goal
I want to have a tiger's soul

A tiger is always known
It's a predator respected
Reputation fully grown
In it's roar, pride reflected
Never again hiding as a mole
I want to have a tiger's soul

A tiger is what I want to be
Someone I can be proud of
But really I need to be free
Who I am, I need to love
I will to become the tiger
Passion burning, soul on fire
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
The fourth dimension,
The dimension of being and then nothing
Its tool, the clock ever going tick-tock,
Never seen nor heard nor felt nor smelled
But never without,
Underrated yet most important
Our kindest friend, our worst enemy
Past and future in the time current,
All together make us present
Brett Palmero Dec 2016
I felt all of this pain
Tired of all these bothers
So to douse the flame
I asked help from others
But I just heard the sound
Of me being turned down

I didn't understand
Why did they not believe
That I needed a hand
I wasn't trying to deceive
So why do they frown
And turn me down?

My life may be great
Friends and family here
Yet myself I hate
And the future I fear
Lost and need to be found
Yet you turn me down

I trusted all of them
To help me up when I fell
But now I'm just a problem
An issue to expel
So it doesn't matter I drown
You would rather turn me down

The only people you trust
Must be chosen like fine art
Never feeling like they must
Their help always from heart
So they will never let me down
They make me feel safe and sound
Jacque
It hurts when people you trust don't acknowledge your problems because it just adds on to theirs. Instead of feeling more pain, I'd rather find those who I care about and will reciprocate the same.
Brett Palmero Jul 2017
Click click click
Ding!

Click click click
Ding!

Click click click
Ding!

Goes the typewriter
Each letter pressed with purpose
Otherwise the letters are lighter
And the line losses earnest

Any mistake cannot be erased
Merely written over
The correct letter is paste
But the mistake still remains under

Each line manually changed
The writer can stop and start
But nothing can be rearranged
So each must line must contain heart

Click click click
Ding!

Click click click
Ding!

Click click click
Ding!
A typewriter embodies human nature more than one might think.
Brett Palmero May 2016
Heard was the “Iceberg dead ahead!”
The titanic continued to keep its course
The captain feeling heavy as lead
Already feeling the weight of remorse
The impact reflecting their woe
The iceberg has so much more below

They began to sink to the bottom
The ship filling and breaking
Falling like the leaves of autumn
Those trapped start peeking
Under the iceberg lies a show
The iceberg has so much more below

Light begins to dance in the ice
Moon shining through the night
Little stars dancing like mice
More to be seen than at first sight
Entirely different view down low
The iceberg has so much more below

If only they could stay forever
Watching the beauty that lies there
As they fell down even deeper
Their lives complete, void of care
Because of the true sight and glow
Of an iceberg that has so much more below
Brett Palmero May 2016
A young girl falls and trips
Wounded but alive she continues
Couldn’t care less about life’s flips
Choosing a path, she follows
Animals hurrying to scatter
She says “Life does matter”

Up the mountain she goes
Strong and clear headed in every step
Smiling as the beauty around grows
She looks at the dew on the cob web
Everything connected, organized in manner
She says “Life does matter”

Close to the top she looks and sees
A world of beauty and hope untainted
Nature with its life and its trees
All together in one big portrait painted
The last couple steps like a ladder
She says “Life does matter”

Up above the clouds on high
Stands a girl victorious and complete
But already saying her goodbye
To the world up above the concrete
There was still more to do after
She says “Life does matter”
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
The Universe, an ever expanding space
It has its own will, its own way
Never to be comprehended by mere mortals,
Light has not reached its edges
Nor will it ever, for it never stops growing
An adventure in waiting, a calamity yet to be
We watch and wait
Insignificant to the being before us
Our thoughts, our being, our home
Brett Palmero Sep 2017
Moving through the water
Looking for what I lost
I wonder why I bother
Finding something I tossed

It was something I thought
Would never matter to me
But it really means a lot
So I wade desperately

You never understand
How warm is love's glow
Until all you do is shiver and stand
And wonder why you let go
Love poem? I dunno. It's not reflective of my life, but the idea sounded intriguing.
Brett Palmero Feb 2018
If I walk a thousand miles
Without looking back
And admiring every step

Have I even moved?
Brett Palmero Feb 2017
Gray sky above
Rain hitting the stones
Lost is the love
That warmed my bones

Wind swirling around
Leaves go up in flight
In this storm I found
My reason to fight

Snow is now falling
The cold wakes me
To a life worth living
One where I'm free

The sun is shining
The clouds up higher
Dreams are brimming
Passion on fire
The weather in Illinois changes too much
Brett Palmero Nov 2017
A cage made of bars
Not of steel
Nor of iron
But of the past

Where I dwell and think
I want to leave
And move on
But I stay trapped

It seems so simple
To just get up
And push open the door
So why don't I?
Brett Palmero Apr 2017
Fall down
We grasp at everything
But as we drown
We realize we have nothing

Climb back up
We continuously fight
Take each step even though
We barely see light

Walk a mile
We want to give up already
But we can't help but smile
At the progress we're making

Run toward the skies
We reach for the blue
And we rise
To enjoy the view
Isaac
Brett Palmero Jan 2017
I am no one

There is nothing special
About those before me
Their lives not crucial
To life's grand scheme

I will not inherit money
That is of notable size
Humble was my family
Nothing left for surprise

There is no fate or destiny
That makes me important
To help nurture society
My life had no intent

I am just an average person
No secrets waiting in store
What I know to be certain
I am me and nothing more

This means no path is set
Whatever I choose to do
All the challenges I've met
Is truly mine through and through

All I may accomplish alone
Whatever I may become
I can truly call my own
And really go from no one

To someone
I got the inspiration for this poem from a comic strip with a boy and his dying mother. If anyone knows the comic, please PM, so I can give credit where credit is due.
Brett Palmero Feb 2017
Dust to dust
We rise then fall

Hour to hour
We live then die

Mountain to mountain
We move then stop

Feeling to feeling
We smile then frown

The end is not what's sad
Life is not what's happy
How each happens
Is what matters

It's the to
The journey
That moves us

It's the then
The in between
That defines us
Brett Palmero Aug 2017
Because...
Words can describe
Emotions and dreams

Because...
Words can explain
Who I am

Because...
Words can relay
My feelings to others

Because...
Words can show
What the body can't

Because...
Words can make life
Make sense
Brett Palmero Dec 2016
Love is something unique
A feeling we long for
It makes it hard to speak
Sometimes leaves us sore
We can never deny though
It is beautiful as winter's snow

When the snow finally falls
We can only stare in awe
Our hearts, the snowflakes call
Amazing is nature's law
Never need to be spoken of
Is the beauty that is akin to love

Love enraptures the soul
It drives us to be the best
Our happiness, we take control
So our love has no contest
Like the winter's glow
Our love is beautiful as snow

Snow can melt very quickly
It's beauty already regressing
So you must act swiftly
To make the most of this blessing
Yet similar to love, there is a chance
Snow will stay like a perfect romance
Hajar
Brett Palmero Dec 2016
I wake up to the darkness
The morning light was gone
Replaced with the lightness
Of snow during the dawn
The gentle flakes fall and spin
The trees covered in white
Oh how long it's been
Since such beauty was in sight
There's an inherent joyful feeling
When the snow finally arrives
Warm emotions send me reeling
A welcoming of cold into our lives
Because of the stillness of winter
I see beauty so amazing, I shiver
Brett Palmero Jun 2016
The last season of the year
Cold and harsh at first glance,
The land white and clear
The snow flies around as if in dance,
Feel the chill of the air, cool and crisp
The sun shines bright yet we feel cold,
The wind blows almost speaking with a lisp
The trees white, stories untold
A season to reflect, to ponder
Light shines down, the white scene lit
A time to play in a land of wonder
Snow a tool for imagination, to show spirit
Wait to see what each day will bring
While others just wait for Spring
Old poem that is actually pretty good O.o
Brett Palmero Sep 2017
It is always so interesting
What people will fight over
One moment there is laughing
Then there are blows to deliver
No one remembers the path
That lead us to this wrath

In theory, there's no reason
To fight and bicker
Yet the cocked is the gun
And life ended in a flicker
Reason we do not have
That lead us to this wrath

If you give people nothing
They will come together
But given something
And war we will enter
All because we won't share
Does wrath overcome care

— The End —