Bassam A

Dec 2014

M

My Fears

losing control of my own body
going crazy
being not good enough
hurting someone else
loneliness
dying in my sleep
that my parents actually hate me
going to hell
not living up to my own expectations
serving the wrong religion
not getting into college
losing parts of myself
becoming numb

inspired

Dec 2014

Sana

QC0724612

Amour, Amore, Amor
Ou es tu parti?
Caché par des dunes de veille,
M'as tu abondonné
Pour un monde réel?

Silly thoughts during literature class

#french #amour #shortpoem

Dec 2014

vamsi sai mohan

I am not done yet...

Only when I am done giving,I can ask you for something in return..
But my love is a constant giving process..and
it gives me no room for asking u back...
The more I exude,the more I generate...
love is something that I generate and I am generating it constantly leaving me no space and time to think of whether u r giving back to me...
Shiva has given me this that is not exploitative by nature...and I am in eternal debt to him.

Dec 2014

Ember Evanescent

My Fears (series)

I am terrified of going back to how that pain wouldn't leave me two years ago because I have enough burdens left over to carry, and I don't deal with agony very well.

I am terrified of going back to how that numbness wouldn't leave me last year because it's worse even than anguish to be unable to feel, unconvinced you are still alive.

I am terrified of going back to how that happiness wouldn't leave me just over two years ago because as soon as you get up high, the further you have to fall.

This is the second one I have done of these.

These are some of my greatest fears. I will add to this in the future, myself.

These are very personal so please be kind if you comment.

PLEASE feel free to add to this series post a poem and just label it "My Fears (series)" and message me and I will repost it :) also include the hashtag myfears.
#myfears

#myfears

Dec 2014

vague rememberance

our world

beautiful things don't ask for attention.
they often roam around silently.
just like a polar bear, or snow leopard.
gorgeous but not always seen at first glance.
take a second look and you might just see that the world,
well the world isn't as ugly as we make it seem.

this was inspired by an experience that i had today. the world is beautiful and we need to embrace it.

#love #world #beautiful #chance #snowleopard #polarbear

Dec 2014

ryn

Crescent

•i
     was
         once
              whole
               •full and
                    complete•
                       grand desi-
                          gns adorned
                              upon my very
                               soul•always...
                                would land on
                                    my feet•my wo-
                                     rds now partially
                                      broken•resembli-
                                    ng that of an ail-
                                   ing crescent• i...
                                 am still here, i...
                               watch and i lis-
                           ten• scouring
                        for mediocre
                 remnants
            that still
         remain
abs
en
t•
.

#crescent #concretepoetry #brokenwords #scrambling

Dec 2014

ryn

Trending

•
       you
               secretly
                       wishing, for
                              your writes to be
                                noticed•simple sign
                             that they have not been
                          missed•with every view
                     and every like•your popu-
               larity does spike•somewhat
          places your art on the poetry
      map•between major players,
  you close the gap•constantly
checking to see  who's been
reading•you're always deli-
ghted to see the 'yellow
lightning'•a wish...
    for those who
     are writ-
ing
•
secretly hope not only for your words to be
reaching far and wide, but also... trending•

* the above does not apply to everyone here.

#trending #popularity #posts #concretepoetry