Sadia

Jul 2019

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.

#secret #life #poets

Jul 2019

Stephen S

The Storm

Rain, rain, wash me away.
Drown me in the depths, let my spirit decay.

Lost and lifeless, adrift in the flood,
no fire in my heart, no surge in my blood.

Endlessly grasping at things not meant to be.
Left to live out forever in the cold of the sea

Rain, rain, wash me away.
Perhaps I'll find solace in this madness of grey.

Jul 2019

Bhill

Writers Cramp...

What, oh what, do I write about today
Do I write about the weather or of something gone astray

Let's think about this for a minute and see what subject comes up
Sometimes you sit here just staring and refilling your special, coffee cup

Sometimes your dreams have a great subject, that disappear as soon as you wake
You try like mad to remember, but you can't, cause your brain is now on a break

The mind plays jokes on the poet, it leads you in so many ways
If we all could just control it, then writing, would be more like play...

Brian Hill - 2019#130
Inspired by sitting here staring at my coffee cup...

Ever happen you any of you out there?
Haahaa

#dreams #coffee #writerscramp #writers #cramp #weather

Jul 2019

JE

My cup of coffee

Nothing makes me that happy
Other than a nice cup of coffee,
But when you reached out and talked to me
Even the best cup of coffee can't compare to your beauty

You were the perfect coffee I was looking
The one worth waiting
My best cup of coffee
Was when you were there with me

Nothing makes a cup of coffee more delicious if you're talking with someone you love

#talk #to #me #more #pls