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 Oct 2018 Gods1son
Crow
Citadel
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
Crow
Forced by covenant to conceal
The wound you carry deep
Too dangerous far to now reveal
The secret you must keep

The truth, it’s said, can set you free
Whose truth, I ask my heart
Some truth must hide, to shadow flee
Or slay as a poisoned dart

A truth which must be guarded well
Though to be shouted loud it cries
Must be restrained and forced to dwell
Within a citadel of lies

A soaring fort of alabaster walls
Splendid turrets as disguise
Conceals pits beneath its gilded halls
Where love lies brutalized

Though we ache for all the world to see
To the heart, it matters naught
Two souls are not united by decree
Nor love with license bought

So truth must wait and a prisoner remain
In lonely cell, there to abide
Believe dreams of freedom are not in vain
That gates, one day, will open wide
Winston Churchill wrote "In wartime, truth is so precious that she should always be attended by a bodyguard of lies. " Just as in war, so it may be in love.
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
Virtuous
Heard a banging on the door
Relentless
And strong
I peaked through the door hole
Someone who I thought was long gone
Took a step back in a panic
How could he be back?
Another bang on the door
Nearly gave me a heart attack
“Open up! I know you’re there” he screamed
“I know you’ve missed me!”
“No!” I reply
“Sure you have! Now let me inside”
He pushes on the door
Over and over again
I crouch down and cover my ears
Hoping for it all to end
One more push
And he’s finally inside
I run and try to find a place to hide
I feel a strong grip
That pulls me by the hand
Flipping me around
In his arms I land
“I’ve missed you”
He leans in uncomfortably close
There’s tears in my eyes
And a lump in my throat
“Did you really think that I would disappear forever?”
He asked
“Look at us. Together again at last!”
“I don’t need you! I never needed you!”
I proclaimed
“The moment you left the better person I became”
He laughed
“Is that so?”
I yank myself free of his grip
“Yes and now it’s time for you to go.”
“But...”
“But nothing!
This chapter is done.
And a new part of this story
Has begun
Your presence is not necessary
This freedom Ive obtained is not temporary
Leave!
And take your toxic atmosphere with you
And believe me when I say
We are through!”
Intruders come in all forms
Depression, Anxiety, and Fear
All unwanted
But all are conquerable
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
Virtuous
She’s a preacher’s daughter
She doesn’t know anything
About the world
Or what it means to suffer
And to be in pain
She’s a preacher’s daughter
Her smiles are genuine
And not painted on
To hide the lonely heart
That lies beneath
She’s a preacher’s daughter
A role model
Never wishing to hide
From the crowd of eyes
She’s a preacher’s daughter
Always does what is right
Because she doesn’t have
An empty hole to fill
How could she?
This poem is very personal to me, i do not regret my upbringing, I only wish to share a bit of the struggles and journey that I’ve been through to become who I am today. I still have faith and believe in God, and I am blessed to have friends now that see me for who I am as an individual and not a title. Never make assumptions, we are all human, fighting the same battles that life throws at us.
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
Azumi Rabulan
People will tell you it'll be okay
even if they are the ones
who made you feel this way.
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
forestfaith
You should never hate yourself.
You should never sit in a crowded room and feel lonely.
You should never feel abandoned in a group of friends.
You should never change yourself because of other people's opinions.
You should never think you are not enough.
Please don't hate yourself.
Please don't feel lonely.
Please don't feel like an outcast.
Please be yourself.
Please, you are enough.
Please.
If you ever think no one loves you,
just know that the King of kings, the Lord of lords, loves you so much.
But I know sometimes you will feel this way.
I understand, but maybe I don't.
Just, please.
Don't hurt yourself.
In any way.
Please.
heyoooo,
Well, you should never ever feel these way.
love yourself and stay true!

wow wow wow, i did not expect this to happen, but anyways, i really hope all of you are blessed and that this poem helped you!! God bless yall! truly humbled...
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
sandra wyllie
Let’s Make it Real

What if the left
got along with the right?
And the right respected the left?
Imagine if the world were our hands,

to cut off one would make
the life of the other one seem almost
unbearable. They’re used interchangeably,
even when we have a predominant

one. I want to envision
a less polarized world,
a world we love and respect one another,
a world that is kind, that is

understanding and tolerant
of differences. What if we lived
in a place where there was peace,
no fighting or protesting

in the streets? What if we were
as our hands? Open to the idea?
We can make it happen.
Let’s make it real.
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
Ariana Bagley
I love him
I tell myself
I know that
We will be together forever
I don’t believe that
We could be separated
My thoughts tell me that
He’s the love of my life
Sometimes my heart lies and says
I could live an eternity
Without him
Like my friends say
“We’re perfect for each other”
And you can’t tell me
He’s not the one.

Now read from bottom to top.
When the morning came up

I woke up

Facing that holy dead body of yours

I looked over myself and blushed

I was only wearing the smile that you gave me

Remembering what happened last night

Couldn't handle it, so I held you tight

Oh God!

You smell like heaven

Your aesthetic shape just turns me on

No philosopher, no scientist, no religionist, no therapist could solve my issue

Staring at your pale skin

Oh god I just wanna sink in

The way you shrink in

When you sleep

Makes me wanna stop time

Just to enjoy this visual masterpiece for a lifetime

The way I feel

In every holy step you make

Discovering every inch of my body

Sculpting blue love marks on the borders of my neck

The touch of your lips

Mesmerizing me as if I'm watching an eclipse

The movement of your fingertips

Dancing the smoothest choreography from my chest running down reaching my hips

Your husky deep voice

Eargasming my ears

Oh my God!

I'm lying down next to my treasure

Wake up and give me that painful pleasure

I love to suffer

Attach me to your bed with a tie made of a fancy leather

**** me slowly

Heal me

Take me to your world

Fill me in

Stick with me

Make our bodies as if they are one

Let's hear our hearts bumping our hot blood

Harmonizing the beat in the same rhythm

Creating our own beautiful symphony

And that when I finally moaned

" Wake up!  You are my sweetest agony "
My first poem here, hope you enjoy it!
 Oct 2018 Gods1son
Napolis
Last week

seven of my

children were

all together for

the first time

in a long time.


and as each one

came into the room

to greet me.

I felt my roots

grow

deeper and

deeper to

the center

of the universe.


and in their smile

I saw the smile of

my father,

the smile

of my mother.,


and as I drank

in their laughter

I became

drunk with

life.


and when night

fell

I looked up to

the heavens

took a deep

breath into

my soul.


then I

memorized

the exact place

of every star

and shimmer.


and I knew

I had finally

found my

place in

the universe.
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