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I hear the wind
whipping through the freshly-leafed elm
its long sonorous undulating chord
is as light as sunbeams
as alive as the spring saps
rushing wildly up the redbud and pear
eager to burst out of their limbs
into green glory.
I have spent so much energy, time and money
avoiding pain
not realizing that it is a gift
its own reward
only earned
by enduring it
securing it
surrender
work
effort
sacrifice.

Can’t get it just by sitting
watching
resting
talking.

But I can earn it
by listening
abiding
patience.
The crime
is not taking time
pain is earned
with time spent
with the climb
into someone’s tortured heart.

Pain must not be spurned
it must be earned.
Author’s Note: With gratitude to Jason for his poem, “Chained,” https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4217434/chained/
H87
Woke up early listening to music trying not to think too hard about life. Things are done not able to change the outcome. Still seeking the results another plan changing it up. Things don't come natural lots of practice behind the scenes. Played many roles open to learn and grow over time. Not always heard talking to another plain faces staring in the distance. Words get twisted apparently listing or paying attention to what's being said.
someone asked,

“how can you be
so happy,

but still write poetry
like depression
is all you know?”




did it ever occur to you
that maybe

I’m only happy because
I took that depression
out on this paper,

instead of taking it
out on myself?
Moments like these,
When you're at peace,
No one else to see,
and our hearts are finally free,
When I lay on my bed listening to my cats purr, while petting his fur...

Moments like these,
When i hear the tune of a sweet melody ringing in my ears,
No one else to hear,
and i feel calm for once...

Moments like these,
When i lay in a dark room filled with silence,
No one else to see,
and a sound of a soft rain pellet crashing against the window.

Moments like these,
I cherish the time you see,
and when i feel good to be alone,
it's because i'm finally at peace.
Moments like these make me happy.
What if life had no mystery
wouldn’t
we  just be doing time?

What if life had no end
wouldn’t
meaning be hard to fine?

Let’s see
no mystery and no end
right back to Hell again!
Traveler Tim
G77
Flirting with the idea
Doesn't always happen
Become a reality see it clear
Praying for love to be true
Conditional terms to be accepted
Grew up being told be tough
Crying to showing no emotions
Smiled to hide the pain
No feelings to cover the hurt
The child becomes an adult
Unlearned bad habits
Learned new ones
Have to change
Can't stay the same
What a huge waste
Growing is importing
Open to learn new things
From the outside looking in
G81
Wrote about heartache
So much failed love
Hard to trust not another lush
Shes insecure made it about lust
He got hurt thinking it was love
Both got sick of one another
Now they down talk violated
Lack of feeling and respect exposed
Open minds closed hearts going numb
It’s me
But it’s not me
The witness behind
It’s always watching
I pretend to hide

This is my life
So why would it care
What ever I think
It is aware

And when I give in
Nirvana take over
The laws of nature
Intoxicatingly sober!
Traveler Tim
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