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There's something I desire like
Dripped honey on strawberrys
It's scent delicate and ravishing

We are the universal harmony
Through which human warmth
Survives hidden from cosmic wind

Celestial incantations float airily
Beyond everything inessential
Being joyful of the incidential

And we should treasure each sip
Thoughts running in time like grass
Reflecting lifes own  peace endlessly
This is me ,how I feel ,my darker poems are inspired by a dear friend suffering depression and how I understand them to feel x
To receive first you must give
The universe operates in cycles
Optimal health and energy and
Replenishment needs balance

Inhalations  and exhalations
The acts of giving and taking
Ensures we maintain the rythm
Giving us the loving balance

Myriad solutions await our call
If only we set our inner minds
Dial onto the positive light that
Dwells endlessly within us all

Giving from a place of abundance
Knowing you have more to give
Brings a joy that lifts the spirit
Steering forwards in lifes dream
You
If you could see yourself
For just one second
Through my eyes
You would love
Yourself for
Eternity
Loving glances dancing light
On skin delicately bronzed
Tripping over chosen words
Drafted into close quarters

Cheerful laughter glistening
Darned polite but amusing
Belonging making it easier
All seems as it should be

A flat open yard becomes the
Magical forest with brambles
And mazes on the edge as
She dreams the day away

Flitting about in a white dress
Sunshine turning her long red
Plaits to shimmering gold and
Translucent wings unfolding
I did love you so much once.
Even though you only saw my wrongs.
I stayed with you through the hard times,
but disliked the man you’d become.
I realized happiness no longer came around;
only anger and depressing sadness held me down.
One day Evilness deeply implanted within you,
and all of the abuse escalated- with scars to prove.
I should have left while you slept,
but my deep Evil wanted sweet revenge.
Where’s the woman I used to be?
She was so timid and happy go-lucky.
I do regret what I did,
but I saw no out; only death.
It had to be either me or you,
and this time, I knew, who I would choose.
I still remember the day you stole my love.
My world became blurry, except the image of you.
I imparted every unique part of me.

                    I still recall the day you pummeled my love.
                    Taking my innocence and your serving of my heart.
                    You left me wounded, but I guess that wasn’t your plight.

                                         I still hate the day loving became complicated.
                                         I no longer share pieces of myself.
                                        The distinguished part you took- *I’m unable to rebuild.
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