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 Jun 2017 Amaranthine
Mohd Arshad
Each night is for dreams while each day to get them........
 Jun 2017 Amaranthine
Mohd Arshad
Who has succeeded in doing good deeds?
The one who has cut down his bad deeds.
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Go ahead and scream, babe!
Silence is indicative of death.



[10W]
SøułSurvivør
(C) 6/6/2017
A comment I made
to a fellow poet.
She said she just has to
scream sometimes.
Happiness is the seed
left dormant
within the darkness
let it germinate...
Disappointment is the ****
which torments
with sadness
let it terminate.....

Nurture
the good thoughts
good reads...
Rupture
the negative thoughts
bad deeds....

Let the positivity
flourish...
Let's heal
the anguish...

Let's love
the broken
and
give them light...
Let's help
the fallen
and
help in their fight...
Inspired by Sarita Aditya Verma's recent poem
I have a thousand and one
                       questions
yet my words break
              before they speak
they shatter
    but I am never made whole
even when I lay these
     words on the paper canvas
drawing
  captivating with a broken
                              heart

everything feels like its
       a fractal
invisible to the naked eye
               but still existing
       like heat from the sun
wind sailing through the air
it is a broken thing inside me
         this heart
this soul has seen too much
    but the show
                       must go on
I'm not entirely sure why I am still in this life, or why I continue to believe writing everything will stop the pain. I'm uncertain of many things anymore, and people tell me everything works for a purpose. But my faith is too wounded right now.
I don't miss the person, i miss the memories
And anything i remember the memories, it hurts to know that memories are
meant to die and become history

Written by
Joey Percival Ikechukwu
Current emotions are like,
As, Bs, Cs.
It's like preferring tea but you're caffeinated by the idea of reality.

Current emotions are like,
Asking people who kept away from living.
If they are afraid of dying.

Current emotions won't let me explain,
How it feels like to be different.
Or somewhat unusual.
Always being the one to hear but they won't offer to listen.
Being left behind by the people who you loved dearly.

Current emotions is a pain,
A burden.
It drove me insane.
I can't even talk to my friends about the plant I have growing inside me.
The roots are deeper, grasping strongly.
No poison I could take to **** it.

Current emotions are tangly,
Like your earphones every time you place it inside your bag,
It's teary and wavy,
Like the paper soaked in the tears I had held on for so long.
Current emotions are;
Flattened.
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