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 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Joliver
When I was young
I found amusement
In my ability to sleep through storms
And other calamitous events
It seemed so silly to me
That something so obvious
Could go by unnoticed
But as I've gotten older
The nights have gotten subtler
The nightmares have
Become vivid reflections
A gruesome parody of life
I startle awake most nights and
I don't sleep so well anymore
-
I wonder when I stopped being
A deep sleeper
And began fearing
Waking up a second too late
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Sjr1000
Can you tell me
please
which way now is home
I used to know, my dear
The way was clear
There was no fear

Tying my walking shoes
I knew I needed to get clear of here
thought I'd find
all that was dear

The road though, it is narrow
The cliff it is shear
My balance is
woozy

Can you tell me my dear

which way is home
which way do I go from here,
I think I oughta know
But the hills they are wavering
The ocean is in turmoil
The mountains are slick
far too dangerous

The desert has no mercy

I know something and with this knowledge
I think I must be cursed
I think I have it
Peace & Home
goes and comes
and comes and goes.
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Pooja Basnett
No eyes can see,
No ears can hear,
No mind can fathom,
the burden you bear.

They break your spirit,
they pull you down,
they say you're a misfit,
they don't know your carefree heart.

The rain will go away,
there will be a new tomorrow,
tears will dry out,
you will find your rainbow.

Your love stands beside you,
We are holding you close,
You have the armor now,
So forget about the foes.

Let them point their fingers today,
You will rise above this all,
Someday over the clouds,
You will win the battle of love!
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Carli Gugino
Trembling hands and stuttering words

Every step I take forward

Fear grips a hold of me

Blossoms of red cloud visions

A dragon of fiery

Ready to spout it's crimson flames



But you do not see the full picture

The whole of the painting

The words I hold inside me

Longing to be free

Making my head spin

I'm forever picking up broken pieces of lead



'Till my anger subsides

But for now all I can do is hope

That on day, one day

You will hear my voice

Strong and clear

See my words

Slabs of beautiful paint

On the canvas of literature



One day I hope

That you will see the real me.

'Till my anger subsides
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
NN
so, if you have a broken soul like I do
and you see someone
who still has hope
who only needs a few pieces to heal
to be a semblance of something whole
tell me, my friend,
wouldn’t you give your shards to them, too?
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Seeker
im sad
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Seeker
I'm sad
but i don't know why

thats a lie
i do know why

but i don't know why today
why is it bothering me
today

this is not something new
nor necessarily old
it just is
and today is just today

i don't know where i am
in my mind

i don't know who to talk to
about what i feel
and why i feel it
today
and not yesterday

i am sad
for many reasons
reasons that i keep to myself
reasons that make me feel empty

i want to scream
but at the same time
i want to lay on my back
and not make a sound

i want to cry
but also laugh

i want to run my car into a ditch
and be admitted into the hospital
so that i can still walk out
days later
and act as if nothing happened

i don't know what to do
i don't know anything
i don't know what i want
or who i want

i just don't know anymore
Freedom is being free in spirit body and mind

Born in a free country
I have my freedom to express my thoughts
Freedom to persue my dreams
Freedom to visit the places I desire
Freedom to do whatever I like
And be a law abiding citizen

My Independence has come for a price
Paid by the many freedom fighters of my country
Who fought till their last breath
I cannot fathom their struggle

It only brings me tears
When I listen to the patriotic songs
Watch movies
Read the story
The truth , the history of the struggles

We had many rulers
We allowed

But today
I enjoy my freedom

With deep gratitude and respect
I salute
To the many freedom fighters
To The Armed forces of my country
For protecting and safeguarding me
When I enjoy my freedom , my life
I salute them all
And Recite , The Pledge

And promise that I will never bring dishonour to my country .

Happy Independence Day to my Country


Love Peace and Harmony to the World !
Some thoughts on Independence Day
 Aug 2018 Choderlos
Madison
He was rain

The spray that came

On a scorching summer day.

He fell from his cloud

Without warning

Kissed the Flickering Flame into submission

All the while, saving a few sweet drops

Just for me.

He was the rain

That kissed the Flame and I.



He was rain

Leaving the Flame and I in wait

To see him on another day.

We danced for him

Inviting him to play

As we spun in each other's arms.

Finally, he joined us

The Flame and I jumped for joy

First side-by-side

Then miles apart.

He was the rain

That made the Flame blush

And set my selfish soul ablaze.


He was rain

Standing between the Flame and I

On any given day.

He soothed the new burns

Marring my skin

Though he always feared

He would put out the Flame.

He was the rain

That loved the Flame

While the both of them

Left me parched.


He was rain

A hurricane

Washing me away from the Flame.

The two of them laughed

Oblivious

And told me to swim

As I began to drown.

He was the rain

Who ran away with the Flame

Just when I thought

They could both be mine.


He was rain

And he slipped away

On a sunny winter's day.

The Flame left, too

Without a note

Left the heart within me

High, dry, and cold

Nothing there to set on fire

Or to give hope.

He was the rain

Who disappeared with the flame

Leaving me all alone.


Now, on this day

I float in a fog.

Floods on one side

On the other, burnt smaug.

I know who I am

And I'm here to stay.

I just wish that the Flame

Didn't take my rain boy away.

Still, he is the rain

Who is in love with the Flame

And I wonder

If he thinks about dry Earth like me

At all.


He is the rain

A fool for the Flame

Just like I was

All along.
A piece I did for a poetry contest about rain.
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