Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
 
Gabriel Yale Jan 12
There’s no point in searching for it,
we’ll find it one day, understood.
We must understand ourselves,
so that we can be who we are.
This poem reflects the idea that the truth cannot be forced or actively searched for, it will be found when the time is right and when we truly understand ourselves. It emphasizes the importance of self-awareness and being true to who we are, suggesting that the truth is inherently tied to personal growth and understanding.
Gabriel Yale Jan 12
Sleepless, the days stretch long and wide,
A distant verity softly wakes.
For moments bright, still far away.
They live within me, hidden deep inside.
I wonder, was that me I saw?
Who was I, was it me?
Mistakes I thought were right,
Yet I wait, unsure of why.
Is it love I'm waiting for?
A better self, hidden in the dark?
Loving even when it’s hard,
Alone, lost in quiet thoughts.
In a room, I drift and sigh,
Chasing fleeting moments by.
Longing deep, I fall, undone,
Reaching for love, hard-won.
A castle rises on a hill,
In my mind, roses bloom still.
A beautiful image I once knew.
"Sleepless" reflects the struggles of waiting for elusive better moments. The poem explores themes of longing, self-discovery, and the bittersweet nature of love. It delves into the uncertainty of identity and existence, questioning who we are and the meaning behind our desires. Ultimately, the poem contemplates the idea of waiting for change, for love, and for peace, but also the difficulty of truly finding them.
Gabriel Yale Jan 11
Ferns rooted in the sky,
their roots searching for a life
in the lake of bliss.
I immerse myself,
slowly, like a leaf.
I wade, I wade—
water and sand
consume me.
There lies a new planet,
entirely green, with the enchanting spells of sun,
surrounded by our happiness.
Our hands joined in love.
The poem centers on transformation, unity, and the search for a deeper connection with life and love. It intertwines nature's imagery with a sense of serenity and transcendence, evoking a feeling of discovery and harmony.
Gabriel Yale Jan 11
One more tiny dot,
turned into a watery stack of light in the reading.
One more little lamp,
turns my entire life into sorrow.
Every lantern I pass whispers to me
to go to eternal rest.
Every figure reminds me
of the beginning of my own passing,
and I cannot wait for the end,
and the end may be so near.
Reflective and somber, with a gentle melancholic undercurrent. The language evokes a sense of constructive melancholy rather than outright anguish.
Gabriel Yale Oct 2019
I have failed my faith, reddish autumn leaves at evening surrounding me,
I have failed my visions, gently sunset spells dimmed light coming through trees warming my skin,
My continuous will of coming back to old peaceful world appearing in hope and believes in me by people around.
I gave all what I have the best away to God before I died.
My continuous will of finding a love and safe ground appearing in forgiveness of people around.
I have failed in pain losing everything as being took over by evil thoughts I couldn’t hold lead me to conflict with all my dear friends,
My continuous will of love you and feels friendship like before is with me.
Gabriel Yale Oct 2019
My happiness was only when I was knowing you are somewhere nearby, I was feeling safe like never before..
Glitter of sun spells was warming our environment, we knew it is for us to be ourselves.. to create better world in freedom and friendship..
We knew it is a gift of bless from God and Goddess..

It could take only a few days..
We could wait only an hour’s to see each other again..
Feeling fresh morning breeze, fluffy clouds and we free and smiling..
It could take a moment.. broken down dreams by hate, greed and ignorance of powerful people..

It could take a moment to change the world and everyone would believe in the new strategy and model as already many believed..

And we.. we could finally got a family and quiet time to worship artistically the nature on planet Earth in love and happiness..
Gabriel Yale Oct 2019
I left you my beautiful woman,
Not because I wanted, because the world was collapsing..
I left you my goodness and loyal friend,
Not because I didn’t want to be close to you,
because people turned into zombie and separated us..
I left you and I am thinking about you every day,
Not because I am trying to hide from you,
because I am still seeing your brightness and charming eyes
with happy and innocent smile
like when we met for a first time..
The poem captures the pain of separation and the enduring power of love in the face of chaos. It reflects on the emotional toll of external circumstances tearing people apart while cherishing the beauty of a connection that transcends physical distance.
Next page