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 Apr 2017 JDK
Shanath
I have given up every single noon
In the past few months,
And have gone to bed tired,
Wondering if I ever should feel,
What is the meaning as I start to weep?
Tears stain my cheeks,
The corner of my eyes red,
Swollen like petals folded out,
I stared out into the dark
And I saw darkness staring at me.
I asked my friend yesterday
What was the meaning of my life?
She never answered.

I saw adults fight,
I saw one scream,
And the other one kept on hitting.
I saw a blood pumped boy
Pull out an accessory sword
And wield it to ****.
I saw a young girl
Kneeling to God
And I saw her sister follow
But she gave up soon,
When she was touched by a man
She never even knew.

I saw hope burn up into flames
And I saw a veteran die blind in bed
All alone.
I saw the poor man dying in an empty stomach
Without his wife on his bedside
Who went out feeding strangers.
And I saw the rich rob people
Of their dignity.
I saw a father slapping his sick child
Because the medicines hadn't kicked in.
I saw a mother corrupted by cancer
As she prayed to heal others.
I saw a son grow to hate his father
And yet needing him.
I saw a daughter being failed
Even though she was the only one trying.
I saw a grown girl cover her eyes
To hide from her father.
I saw chairs flung onto the floor,
I saw glass smashed by bare hands,
I saw utensils fall into each other
And I saw quiet men enraged.
And I don't think
I ever once saw Him.

Yet I woke up this very morning
And for a few seconds
I couldn't make out my room,
And in that oblivion I realized
Hope wasn't in the good,
The happy moments
It was in the denial, the ignorance,
It was in the wait to die
And yet living.
 Apr 2017 JDK
Greenie
Act II
 Apr 2017 JDK
Greenie
Last time I checked, there were arms attached to shoulders and teeth studded gums (yesterday). The sky was if one were to look ^up^, and, when passing food trucks in the alley, the nose would  envelop ***** scents with its own series of flares and snorts. Yesterday

I came across your bones in the backyard~ they'd been crusted over by small, cloud-shaped lichens. I fed them with holy water and met no response. The sky may have been purple but it probably wasn't ( I didn't look). With one deep sigh, I lobbed a femur to the neighbor's dog.
 Apr 2017 JDK
Dhaara T
The Talk
 Apr 2017 JDK
Dhaara T
A: Don't, it'll hurt you!
B: But, explore, I want to...
A: What if, it breaks you?
B: Let it, if it kills me too!
A: The safer route, can't you tread?
B: Safe is boring, a wise soul once said.
A: No, it spells danger ahead.
B: If fate so wishes, go now, make my bed.
A: Fine, have it your way!
B: I will now, you'll have no say!
A: Guard yourself, let emotions be at bay.
B: But experience is rich, no other way.
A: Now, there you are, broken and blue...
B: And aren't you broken too?
A: I heard the toll, this was a call for death...
B: But hey, I'm stronger. I'm not dead yet.
 Apr 2017 JDK
Greenie
so i smoked
 Apr 2017 JDK
Greenie
today i
didn't
cut my
leg ab
ove the
knee be
low the
hip bec
ause  i
didn' t
want yo
u to ask
w h e n
we have
***
and you
watch
me get
dressed
after.
 Mar 2017 JDK
Samm Marie
Perhaps I am a confusing individual
Believing that human nature is inherently good
While thinking that the world is out to get me
But knowing the universe is indifferent
To my menial existence that has beautiful
Tones lifting other souls into their fullest
Potential where they can live
Abiding by laws of morality
Which is a grey area
Molded skillfully and in a lovely fashion
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