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 Jan 2018 Merida
Sjr1000
I taste death
in every food I eat
I see beauty
in every face I meet

It all once lived
before it died
One day maybe
nothing will need to die
for mankind to survive

I see beauty
in the face of every  person I meet

The public world
of shopping malls
Supermarkets
Working's pall

Inside while primitive
fantasies
still reside
Rageful tides
Spiderwebs blowing down hillsides

Carrying  on a private conversation
in a public gathering
"a little privy please"
There are no walls
in the outhouse
The outhouse is lined
with mirrors and windows

The rules are the rules
even for desire
tho sometimes we all do
a mashpit at the opera

Everything has a taste
Internal
External
make a mistake
it's back to the wild
Food for fodder
fodder for thought

Still seeing beauty
in every face I meet
Tasting death
in every food I eat

Makes water in
the desert
so so sweet.
 Jan 2018 Merida
Mister J
Escape
 Jan 2018 Merida
Mister J
Come with me
Take my hand
And take a leap
Into my arms
And drift with me
To uncertainty
To hell with this life
Which only shed your tears
And escape the worries

Just come here
And stay with me
As long as I'm with you
And you're with me
I'll be content
And be happy
Because only you
Can sustain me
Only your love
Matters to me
So come
Escape with me
Short piece.
Thanks for reading!

-J
 Jan 2018 Merida
Mister J
Vulnerable
 Jan 2018 Merida
Mister J
I once surrounded myself
With emotional walls and checks
Hiding behind my insecurities
Shielding myself from all responsibility

It came to a point when
It grew completely out of control
It left me isolated in my own world
It left me disconnected from reality

But then you came
You
Who went in with a wrecking ball
Smashing all those stone and iron walls
Peeling layer by layer of me
Leaving me exposed to vulnerability

For the first time in my life
A whole new world opened for me
You took my hand by surprise
And led me out of my cage
You removed all my shackles
Destroyed all my chains
You flipped my world upside down
And loved me in all my nakedness

You
Whose love showed me a new paradise
By leading me out of my comfort zone
Who made my heartbeats go wild
And boosts my adrenaline every single second of my life

You
You are the sunshine
To my cold life
The weakness in my veins
And the strength in my muscles
You are the air in my lungs
The reason I wake up each morning
The reason I sleep soundly at night
The courage in my heart
And the reason in my mind
You are a whole new world for me
Whom I want to share my own world with too
You are the world that I never knew
And the world that I want to keep on exploring every single second of the day

I love you
Thanks for reading. :)
 Jan 2018 Merida
alexa
exhaustion
 Jan 2018 Merida
alexa
my days are too long,
my mind and heart are tired.
any will or hope to keep pushing
has long since expired.
 Jan 2018 Merida
Colleen R
In ten years they’ll ask me how I’d ever come to love you


I’ll tell them that I can’t remember your name or whether your laughter was like thunder or rain -

but I’ll remember your eyes


Even now, centuries of stardust gazes back across the abyss to ask forgiveness once more.


It has been years since I have found unwanted galaxies painted on my skin.


Years since the supernova consumed all that was within its path when it died


You called me a black hole at the center of your universe and you the stars trapped in my gravity


In ten years I’ll say I was the comet that escaped your orbit


In ten years, I’ll say that Eons ago, two stars collided in an explosion of energy and matter 



The echoes of their passing still resonate in their surviving atoms
 Jan 2018 Merida
metaphora
Like flower in a vase,
a love that had stopped growing had stopped living
sustained as something to show for
until the water perish or the vase broken
or until it roots can’t take no more

Like flower in a vase,
sometimes love dies long before we realize
masqueraded for its beauty
put on a high shelf or to brighten a rainy day
for everyone —but mostly yourself to see
Metaphors of a Broken Love
 Jan 2018 Merida
Notepad
Thoughts
 Jan 2018 Merida
Notepad
Sometimes I believe a single smile can be a lie,
knowing that your silence has made me cry,
thoughts of you keeps rushing through my brain,
causing needles to pinch my soul again,

Days are fading and my heart is bleeding,
please don't forget me while i'm still breathing,
I can't face this world alone,
so where are you when I called home?.
Deep Thoughts...
 Jan 2018 Merida
lu
words
 Jan 2018 Merida
lu
I FELL IN LOVE
WITH SOMEONE
TODAY.
I HAVE NEVER MET
THEM NOR TALKED TO THEM
BUT MY HEART
IS CAPTIVATED BY
THE WAY HE WRITES.
I DON’T KNOW ANYTHING  
ABOUT HIM.
IS HE IN A RELATIONSHIP?
IS HE EVEN INTO GIRLS?
WHAT IS HIS FAVORITE COLOR,
AND DOES HE PREFER COFFEE OR TEA?
I KNOW HE WILL READ THIS.
HE READS ALL OF MY WORK.
I KNOW HE WILL LOOK OVER THIS
AND NOT REALIZE I AM WRITING
ABOUT HIM.
BUT IF YOU HAPPEN TO
REALIZE THIS IS FOR
YOU,
PLEASE DON’T BE SCARED
TO LET ME KNOW.
I WILL NEVER HAVE THE GUTS TO SAY
HELLO.
 Jan 2018 Merida
Miguel Nino R
If you ever live in this Hell,
Remember how fragile freedom really is
Remember how hopes can make you hurt

If you ever live in this Hell,
You'll see misery in every corner
as well as people running to get to the nearest border

If you ever live in this Hell,
Your  frequent words will be dollars, food, emptiness
Your frequent thought will be "when all of this will see an end?"

If you ever live in this Hell,
Remember that no one will never be safe
So you better start running away

If you ever live in this Hell,
You'll be a ghost in the middle of empty streets
You'll be another cow under the suffocating sun

If you ever live in this Hell,
The struggle of surviving will be skin deep
All you wish is you're living a bad dream while you sleep

If you ever live in a Hell,
You'll see how fragile freedom actually is
and that's when you'll appreciate any piece of it
A poem I wrote about how hard is the situation  in my country, Venezuela, is really frustrating what people is actually living there, from a lot of people searching in the garbage to get  some food to people get shot because they don't  have nothing of value.  It's devastating what you see and live on its streets.
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