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Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
I'm                                                      
no saint                                                      
never­ was                                                    
never will be                                                      
so      ­                                              

I                      
will make                      
your mind see                      
a scarred mortal                      
heart                    

I
fell for
a     baleful
halo disguised
white

                                        And
                                         because
                                         of       it      my
                                          heart has paid the
                                          price


I
given
trust to be
paid with several
knives

      All                                                   
  are dealt                                              
unlike hands                                              
and to play life's                                              
game        ­                                        

Why                    ­                                                                 ­       
should I                                                                                         
b­e judged for                                                              ­                          
every fault and                                                              ­                          
flaw                                                                                         

Flaws                  
make me                  
beautiful                  
I'm human like                
you                

                  Now
                    people
                     have worsen
                   making  hating
                      cool

                      ­                                              Time
              ­                                                       from my
                                                                        childhood was
                                                             ­         stolen    from   my
                                                              ­          life

I
only
want to find
my own way in
peace

I                                                       
hate you                                                     
perfection                                   ­                  
It's used way too                                                  
much                                                   

It's                                                                                             
also                                                                                              
expected­                                                                                               
from everyone                                                                                           
here                                                                                           

My      ­    
love for          
words and myth          
burns bright in my        
soul          

                               I
                              have lied
                              I have judged
                               I  make  mistakes
                            so

                                                             ­                    Why
                                                           ­                      condemn
                                                         ­                       me  because
                              ­                                                  I   am   honest
                                                         ­                          look

         I've
         got my
              share of chips
             and cracks on my
          skin

Don't                              
make me                              
some target                              
on      media's                            
wall                              

I'm                                                            ­                  
alive                                                           ­                   
Living art                                                              ­            
now broken and                                                              ­          
scared                                                          ­                

But      
God sees    
and for all    
I have done    
He    

                                will
                                deal with
                                me in time
                                  The way He sees
                                  fit

These              
L­anterns              
my lanterns              
will adorn the              
sky              

With                                                        
my truth                                                        
I am fraught                                                         
with flaws and I'm                                                          
pro­ud                                                         


   ­       Now            
          lanterns            
take a piece
of my heart and
burn

                                             Rise
                                            to the
                                             endless sky
                                               and take my soul
                                              home
These Lanterns poem are really close to home...
Consider them like a continuation of my poem 'Naturally'.
I can't act like I'm perfect all the time. Needless to say that society's obsession with perfection has worsened. It feels like an image one will forever to forced to strive for but never reach. To be honest, being perfect all the time only makes people more excited for your fall from grace.
What I mean by people 'making hating cool' is that people enjoy jumping on the hate bandwagon when someone (e.g. a celebrity) does something they don't like, says something they don't like, or makes a mistake. In most cases, it's unnecessary. It's sad it happens...

The divine light that these lanterns have comes from a really emotional and insecure place in my heart. A treasure that I want you to see. I'm young, I've made my share of mistakes. Who hasn't? I've got a past. But I shouldnt be pressure to feel guilt for ******* up in life sometimes.
These words are from a 22 (23 tomorrow) year old who even though she acts like shes got it all covered, she's terrified of life as a whole. Fraught with her own personal issues and demons. But I'm still here for a reason.
There have been days where I wanted to end it all but I didn't.
Because deep down, I know. I couldn't deny myself a chance in life.
A chance to finally have some stability and to be happy. A chance to truly find myself and embrace who I am.
Something that I'm honestly still learning to do.
I hope people here who are going through this understand where I'm coming from.

I'm me, Lyn Purcell and there's nowhere and nothing I'd rather be.
Thanks so much for 88 followers. For me it's insane!
No words can express how I feel but you have my gratitude!
Really!

More Lanterns are coming as well as Sijos.
So, have a lovely day/night and be back soon!
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
How easy it is for one's mind to change
from jumps and joy
to a hollow
shell

Disappointed

No
sadness
just a place I go
in mind where I walk in and
turn the **** to block noise with noise
The noise of my mind conquers the noise of my body

Disappointment travels in and out my ears
Never to stop or dock
If I let it dock,
then my bubble pops
And just like that, my mood has changed.
Great (!) And I was real excited and amped.
I'll block out noise with noise. My inner noise that is. One people underestimate and tell me to 'get over'.
When I feel hollow, I kinda shut down physically. Everything goes blank. There's not tears only blankness and a quiet bubble for the noisy thoughts I have.
Oh well, tomorrow is another day. And the day after is my birthday.
Things will get better, hopefully.
Anyway. More Sijo and Lantern poems will be uploaded soon enough.
Have a good night everyone!
Be back soon!
Lyn
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
Cherry blossoms rain down, causing
                        ripples in the still pond

     The bamboo stalks begin to whistle
               with water that trickles down

weathered rocks. Lotus flowers sail and  
          swirl pink as shells, white as snow
Another Sijo! This one has a total of 46 syllables, the max!
More Lanterns poems are coming, dont worry!
As well as my general ones!
Thanks everyone!
Be back soon!
Lyn ***
  Jun 2018 Lyn-Purcell
Cné

On the tips of toes
Long necks stretch to kiss the sun
Sultry Sunflowers

Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
~  ❀    ✾    ❀ ~

         My heart will bloom like a lotus
                         under the summer sun

     My petals kissed by passion flames
             a languid breeze strokes my lips

        The mouth to my heart opens from
             mud waters as a crown in light

~  ❀    ✾    ❀ ~
The inspiration continues! I have more Lantern poems in the works, but this is another form of poetry I enjoyed! This is a Sijo, a fabulously short musical lyric practices by Korean poets, to whom it is dedicated! ^-^
Information for Sijo poems is here - go to slide 7&8 (https://www.slideserve.com/debbie/poetry-types-part-two)
Each line has be 14-16 syllables resulting a grand total of 44-46 syllables.
Mine is 14-15-16 syllable line by line with a total of 45!
I swear, my love for East Asia continues to grow.
It's giving me such a buzz!

~  ❀    ✾    ❀ ~

I'll definitely do more Sijo poems and Lantern poems!
Be back soon!
Lyn **

© '❀✾ Inner Lotus ✾❀' by Lyn-Purcell
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
~ ⭐ ~
                                 Let
                               sun-kissed
                               thin bamboo
                             paper lanterns
                            glide

    Fly
     high up
     touch the sky
     give light to my
    words


There                      
             always                                     
are lessons                        
in our failures                      
grow                     

to    
chase the    
light   in   life  
dare  to run  and
fly  

                                        Touch
                                         heaven's
                                         face with the
                                           candle that burns
                                           bright

Know    
that the    
lights will guide  
you    to the  right  
path  

  Close                                          
your eyes                                        
Let your heart                                        
be   the    tender                                          
      light                                                

  Wear
your scars
with your pride
Each have special
tales

                                           Laugh                
                                           without                
                                         ­  such big fears              
                                           of times ahead              
                             smile

Let
the life
of my words
and my lanterns
glow

Find                
your life's                
true meaning                
don't be afraid                  
go                

~ ⭐ ~
These Lantern poems are super fun and now, it's slight addictive!
These Lanterns light words of life which I hope will brighten someone's day.
One of my many dreams is to attend a Lantern festival in Asia, specifically Japan and China. I've always wanted to go.
There's something so magical, something enchanting about watching lanterns float away. A beautiful sight.
Life has many lanterns. Be in awe!
It'll show you the way.

Be back soon!
Lyn ***
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
You can't compete where
you don't compare.
One of the MANY reasons why I hate society - people pining people against each other for their own amusement. Creating unnecessary drama and blowing something completely out of proportion. Something that gets worse every **** day.
But also, this is relevant to people - be it friends or family, who see you as competition for no reason at all. They do one thing, you do another. And when you're the best at what you DO, that person will do the same thing as you for attention...
Personally speaking, I don't see people as competition. I just do what I want to do. Since when is that a bad thing?

Anyway, thank you so much for 85 followers! ^.^
Expect MORE Lantern poems from me. I thoroughly enjoyed it!
You guys are so amazing, I swear!

Be back soon!
Lyn ***
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