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 Jul 2016 Kara Jean
CRAZY DAISY
The silent vibration
of the earth is within
my soul

The wind parts my hair
with its gentle fingers

The sun warms my skin
and bakes it to a golden brown

The rain washes away my
sinful habits

The birdsong fills me
with hope

I am redeemed in the world eyes

I am part of the dirt

The flora speaks to me
and I drink in the coolness
of dawn

The earth is mine
and I am grateful
 Jul 2016 Kara Jean
Slur pee
No one noticed the world started to die,
Everyone ignored mother nature's cries.
Failing to see earth shrouded by darkness,
Lifting their hopes on a makeshift harness.
Holding the hands that covered their eyes.

In this earth, we were once deeply entwined,
Rooted in soil that buried our lies.
Harvested souls, and vessels now heartless,
No one noticed.

Ignorant to pain held deeply inside,
A pool of muddy tears replace my eyes,
Hollowed remains, just another carcass.
All the beauty I've seen looks so artless.
The time has come to say all my goodbyes,
No one noticed.

-SLuR
 Jul 2016 Kara Jean
Thomas
Self pity
 Jul 2016 Kara Jean
Thomas
I rise thinking what I can do better today,
When I fail at that I think is there another way,
At night when it's all over I think about what I can do better tomorrow,
I hate doing these endless pointless circles that eventually end at a cliff.
It's a poem
 Jul 2016 Kara Jean
Emily B
People ask how I am
Almost every day.
And I smile
I say I have been
A pretty good hermit.
They don't see the hundred hurts
That color every current
Interaction.
I have felt disrespected
And I can't
Seem to shake the bitterness.
It hangs on my shoulders
Til I go to bed
Way too early.
It whispers
From under the mattress
That I am the only one
Waiting apology.
The hawk has something to say
About the whole gawdawfull mess
But he talks in riddles
Around me
To the monsters
Hiding under my bed.
 Jul 2016 Kara Jean
Ovi-Odiete
When I close my eyes at night,
When I lay on my bed, I
Hear Shadows and
See Voices.

I begin to scream in silence,
Pleading for my anonymous Lover,
Hiding Somewhere
To Save me,
I lay helpless without wings
As darkness falls,
Leaving me wandering in the dark hours.

I slowly espied through my windows,
Like a princess waiting for a serenade coming from the Northern Winds.
Can I wait through out the night?
This night is getting too long,
I need a friend,
Someone to carry me in his wings to lands unknown.
Or maybe I could swing from the Chandelier,
And find myself on your Shores.

And
Here he comes,
To Save me from the hands of loneliness.
Opening my eyes,
It was nothing
But an imagination,
Here I am, again waiting for a serenade to
Come with in search for me,
For cold is the winds that comes from the Southern Pole.'
Angelina is my imaginary creature, constantly plagued with mysterious thoughts......
I want to be a hero,
someone good and true,
someone to spread peace,
and happiness to all.

I want to be a hero,
someone big and strong
who could right the wrongs
of this scary world.

I want to be a hero,
with all the love of
all the people in
every city and town.

I want to be a hero,
a person who could
save the innocent
from the wicked.

I want to be a hero,
admirable and noble,
someone not afraid
to give his life.

I want to be a hero,
who fights villains
and stop crimes
from happening at all.

I want to be a hero,
someone who is a
symbol for others
to admire and trust.

I want to be a hero,
because heroes
are what this world
really needs.
 Jul 2016 Kara Jean
Torin
I understand her beautifully
And I understand her tragedy
In a world that can't be saved
I'm saving her
As she's saving me,

And even her silence
Speaks everything
And even my silence
Says more

I'm afraid
That I don't need her skin
That I may breathe without her breath
I'm afraid
I don't need her love
When she's all I ever need

She understands me cosmically
She reads all of my stars
In a world that's only death
We live together
Or not,

And even her silence
Screams at me
And my silence
Is a pleading voice
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