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Triale Soran Dec 2017
It shows happiness
It hides sadness
It is sarcastic in it’s best
It is melancholy at other times
A smile can be everything
Or nothing all at once
A smile tells you a lot of things
About the person
And the life their living.
Triale Soran Dec 2017
In a far off land where
Lions and bear
Roam around inciting no Fear

Where, the lion can be small
And the mouse big
And the unicorns can prance through halls

And the birds do not need to fly
Where mice don’t need to be afraid
And foxes have no need to be sly

Where the ****** past of the rabbit,
Is solemnly and regretfully acknowledge
By its many oppressors and killer in ways deemed fit

Where the ***** and the *****
Do not need to bow their heads in shame
As victims of Sin

Where the fish can love the butterfly
And the leopard plays with the lamb
A world in where the sky

Is lit by the lights
Of ten thousand moths
Unworried about danger of sight

And in where the sparrows swim
And the fire burns in the lake
Where the conflict has at last

Been resolved in ways thought impossible.
Do you know what this means?
Or is this a confusing scene?
Refrain from a peek at the tags
See it when understanding snags.
Triale Soran Dec 2017
Stupid hands
Of course you’ll burn yourself
If you touch the hot pan

Stupid eyes
Believing in illusions
That are obviously lies

Stupid ears
You rather listen to lies
Then face your own fears

Stupid mouth
You say the wrong words
And make things go south

Stupid Heart
There you go again
Breaking apart.
Triale Soran Dec 2017
But you stopped loving me
As did
I
Our
Tiny Fragile Hearts
Nestled in our chest
Beat weakly as
Thin fractures
Creep
Up
Up
Up
Not beating
That same rythme anymore.
And You and I
Which was once
Us
Became You
&
Me
We smile
But now it is empty.
As close as family
Family?
What happens if
you’re not close?
Not anymore.
We,
H  a  v  e
Nothing anymore
Sepia coloured photos
Of nostalgia
The good ol’ days
Now it is different
The love
Of when we were young
Has all
But vanished
We stopped
Caring for each
Other
Now I
see
The heart is brittle
I can already
Feel
Pieces coming off.
Triale Soran Dec 2017
Snow dust the sidewalks
People laugh as they walk
Towards the unknown
their warm breaths
fogging the air
Their hands
wrapped around a steaming cup
They are content.

He shivers.
Pulling the thin
scraps of cloth
closer to him.
Waiting for the sound.
That heavenly sound.

Across from him,
she sits,
still
moment before
her last breaths having
gone unnoticed by the crowd
except by him.
Not wanting to suffer
that same fate raises his voice

"Please spare some change?"
The endless lines
Repeated at each passerby
Some drop him a few dimes,
quarters occasionally,
loonies and toonies are scarce

But it's enough
by enough it means
Enough to buy some food
to last the day.

but it's not enough,
by not enough it means
it will not help him survive
the cold
harsh
days to come


Dec 15
HUGE snowstorm tears tree out of the ground!!
The headlines exclaim boldly,
The people read the news
As they pass yet another still body
on this winter morning.
"He's only sleeping"
They think as they pass,
It wasn't the first still body
the crowd had passed this morning
it wasn't the first body
covered in thin scraps of cloth
Homelessness is already an issue that should be discussed. Now with the winter fact on it's way, some people don't have the luxury of a warm home that we do.
Triale Soran Dec 2017
Every day the news screams
"***** VICTIM,
AGE
NAME:
    
PLACE_"
Underneath
The description of what happened.

Some people take note,
Others read it out of pity
sometimes concern
very few take action

I am nothing more then a jellyfish
Reading the news every day.
Clicking my tongue in pity.

Pity?
We don't need pity.
We need awareness.
Action.
Movement.

I won't try to poison your ears
Telling you lies
As if I'm a victim of assault
or harassment
I won't tell try to earn sympathy
telling you I know someone
who experienced that
someone close to me
I don't

But I hate that feeling,
walking down the streets
worried about every single person behind me
Terrified they might be a potential attacker.
I hate worrying, about my friends
Who are just outside for a few minutes
And yet have to be careful?

This is
Blasphemy.
Why must we be careful?
Is it due to our genitals?
Is that the ONLY REASON?
It angers me

"You know better!"
I would rage silently at the news
It has no effect,
never will
never does
If I just keep my thoughts

As thoughts.
A serious issue. Even if it's a small little poem, a drop will always have a ripple. I dislike how even now, EVEN NOW, it's still a problem that needs to be dealt with.
Triale Soran Dec 2017
I waited for Prince Charming to
Rescue me from this Tower
"Come Save Me!"
I would Think

He never came

I grew up.
I had to.
"Forget Prince Charming!"
"I'm getting down myself!"
Took a sword to the dragon
Facing my own problems alone

Some were scary,
Frightening!
But I have to do it.
Prince Charming isn't going to rescue me.
not every time.

I'm strong now.
All because I done it myself
I can't let some stranger
always take away my problems.
You have to do that yourself.

It's been ten years now.

So,
Dear Prince Charming,
You never came.
Don't start now.
I grew up fine without you.
Never wait for someone to come whisk you away from your problems. Go down there yourself and conquer them yourself. Be strong. You can do it.
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