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Tea Feb 2021
51:
Into the unending
Always straight and bending
Out of the heart
Healing and tearing apart
Never fully explored
Brightly colored
A road into a foggy mist
Sometimes not to resist
Beating from soft to loud
Then, the other way around
Warm and firey
And clearly...
We are hopelessly lost forever
Scenery goes wherever
Blue as far as you can see
Deep into this ocean and sea
Sometimes a sighing forest
Mountains and desert
Heaven only knows where this will go
I don't mind, it's not for us to know
Tea Feb 2021
50:
Are children smarter?
They often are enrolled in laughter.
Are babies geniuses?
They smile when they see different faces.
So is it smart to be joyful?
And stupid to be down and dull?
I like to believe so.
That we are sad when we need to be and let go.
Then, grow out of our mistakes and learn to walk.
We will make many mistakes before we can fluently talk.
It's not wrong to be wrong.
It might take us very long...
But eventually, we will run and not stroll.
We will easily be able to climb to any goal.
Just don't expect to run before you can stand.
Don't think you can draw when you've an inexperienced hand.
We must learn with the years.
Not always with laughter, but also tears.
We have been given more than a day...
To walk all this way.
Stand up when you fall.
When you can't, reach out or call.
People want to help, many do.
But we have all been lied to...
We have become so suspicious of strangers...
We make up all these scenarios and dangers...
We make it harder...
And people respond colder...
We think we protect...
But what do we really select?
We choose to be hard.
Cold, so we don't shard.
But... when we bend with what we can't change...
We widen our abilities and range...
We actually become better.
And even if it feels like we shatter...
We actually turn stronger than before.
We are softer but hard to the core.
We let people say hurtful things...
But we stay who we are and grow wings.
We stay quiet cuz that way they won't be able to reply.
We tell the truth, so people can rely.
We stand our ground when people go too far.
But we don't start a war.
There is a limit when people gotta back down.
They can't take your house when they have the whole town...
But yes...
Sometimes giving up the good for the great is best...
We sometimes go from ***** to grand.
And we don't always understand.
I don't think it's always necessary.
We might think it's unpleasant and scary.
But knowing everything has been impossible since the beginning.
The truth does sometimes takes away our singing.
The more you know, the more you carry.
But building on the hard truth is much better than...
Building on pillars of salt and sand...
We wilt if we don't grow...
So let's hug ourselves and be happy now.
Tea Feb 2021
49:
Memories and regret...
We doubt and fret...
A balance is necessary...
Many think of mistakes as something scary...
But how else will we learn?
The people who don't want to listen and rather burn?
When there is no one that knows what to do...
Don't throw logic away and be you...
But the question is "who am I?"
Many people miss judge under the sky...
Not only others but themselves too...
We barely know what to do...
The line has become so hazy...
People are going beyond crazy...
Even nature knows better...
But the ice busy to shatter...
The sky is turning *****...
The sea is also filthy...
And humans live on...
Blinded and have forgotten the choice of right and wrong...
When they think they work hard...
It's just to get a higher number on their "credit card."
We have forgotten to run free in the hills...
We have left behind the winds that gave us chills...
We look the other way from the sun...
Do we even know which way we run?
Nature has become exotic...
People so toxic...
Very few people experience the wild's beauty every day...
Very few know by heart the wind's play...
So I look at the moon...
And know a complicated end will come soon...
Tea Feb 2021
48:
We always try to keep looking up...
But when we stop...
And look down...
We see the ground...
It pushes us upward and supports our steps.
Because of the mud, we don't fall into the unknown depths...
We see the rock that guides our way.
We see how far we could be falling and where we could lay.
Looking at the clouds should only be done when our backs are sore...
When we can't look down anymore.
When we look at the stars, we sometimes find where we must go...
But we won't see the rivers and the streams that flow...
When we look beneath our feet...
Let's be glad that we are not dead meat.
I believe we should look all around.
Let's take turns to face the sky and the ground.
It is best to also look left and right.
To the darkness and light.
Without one of them, we will fall.
So let's face it all.
Yes, we all have our fears.
Yes, we learn sometimes the hard way for years.
Yes, we will scar and get bruised.
Yes, we will be naive and be used.
But I know and believe...
An easy life makes us forget the meaning of relief.
Life would be boring without these tests and lessons.
Easy or hard, we know what to do with these lemons.
Tea Jan 2021
47:
Under the stars alone and cold...
Remembering what has been told...
Wondering if cold I will stay...
Wondering if alone I'll be all the way...
Wondering what will be up ahead...
Feelings of feathers or lead?
Walking, shivering, further...
Calling, getting colder...
Listening, making no sound...
I can't possibly turn around...
So further I go...
Through desert and snow...
Mountains or sea...
Where is glee?
Tears, why are you burning behind my eyes?
Silence, why are you answering my cries?
Wind, why are you whispering in my ears?
Time, how long and how many years?
Pain, why are you the only one hugging me?
Joy, why do you let me be?
Have I chosen for these scars to be made?
Have I asked to live in this darkness and shade?
Am I responsible for this smile of mine?
How do I make my heart shine?
Maybe, I should stop looking back...
I am the one to make me run faster on this track...
So I lift my head...
And this heaviness, I shed...
There, now I see the sun and the rainbow above...
I now know how to laugh and to love...
Smile, I have missed you so...
Happiness, I won't let go...
Laughter, I'm glad I opened the door...
Love, make me fly above the floor...
I found the missing pieces and am gluing them together...
Heart of mine, you are lighter as a feather...
Soul, don't fade from me...
Even if it hurts to see...
Scars, I know you teach me where to go...
I'm thankful for what I know...
Experience, good or bad...
I'm glad I can learn by losing what I had...
I'm not scared to smile or cry...
Both are necessary, it's no lie...
Hug yourself with a smile...
You are so much more than a computer file...
No matter who you are, I'm happy about you...
Reading this, I hope you are too...
Tea Jan 2021
46:
Lifting a hand in the air...
Is it different there?
I feel no change...
What's the sky's range?
Just a bit higher up in the atmosphere...
Is it colder there?
Maybe I should dig downward...
But it's hard...
What is there to find under our feet anyway?
If up is cold, is down warm maybe?
Nothing blocks my view from the sky...
But the earth makes me ask why...
It is too dense to see...
In the sky we are free...
But when we fall...
We risk losing it all...
Hanging on...
Even when things go wrong...
The sky never hurts us...
Instead, e fear gravity's crush...
We cheated and used the wind...
And found the sky's end...
Untouchable and dark it is beyond...
What more is there to be found?
Just look around...
We know what's beneath the ground...
But beyond heaven's curtain...
Are we really certain?
It won't be as easy as the moon...
Finding things beyond, it ain't gonna be soon...
But looking doesn't mean searching...
Looking at how the stars sing...
You're not supposed to hear them with your ears...
They've been singing all these years...
In the melody of light and pace...
Movement and place...
Colour and brightness...
Everyone can trace...
A trail behind or a path in front...
A stroll or a hunt...
Trace the dust or stars...
Birds or cars...
Words or letters...
Every flower withers...
Roots in the earth and petals in the air...
It is only fair...
Tea Sep 2020
Ben
Time has passed...
Today has come so fast...
And yet so slow...
Just the speed that plants grow...

I've not been able to talk to you...
All this time, I've been stuck on what to do...
There has been a stupid error...
The help team doesn't answer...
Maybe I should call them this time?
Will they help me undo this crime?
Of staying silent to you...
Honestly, I don't know what to do...

So now, I write again here...
Stating everything clear...
Because it's your birthday...
And I just wanna say...
I'm so glad I could've met you...
You were not just a person I listened to...
You were a good friend to me...
Forever you'll be...
One of the sweetest persons out there...
Kind, patient, understanding, you care...
I hope and pray that you have a good day...
That you are smiling all the way...

It bothers me about every day or more...
I can't chat with you like before...
I couldn't even check the message you sent on my birthday...
I only saw that you sent something on that day...
And I appreciate you for that...
Don't think I've forgotten it...

I still love you as a friend...
Believe me, this is not the end...
Dear Ben, I hope you can forgive me for still not having been able to message you. I really tried... Please try to like, love, or comment on this poem if you see this... I don't think anyone else will
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