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 Oct 2015 Abhigya mohan
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Swimming alone in my ocean...
In search of courage
drenched and drowned
in cowardice.

I have ample foothold,
for now...
Taunting the winds
that whistled treacherously
on this precipice.

Ears to the air
I hear the faint calling
of a lone zephyr
in the traveling winds
of tomorrow.

A smile emerges.
Forgetting the uncertainties,
the shame
and the unforgiving sorrow...

Bewitched and determined
to catch this breeze
that briefly promised salvation.

Brushed away the tears,
emotional inadequacies
and lifelong trepidation.

My lips parted...
Inhaling deep
what once,
for a long time felt acrid.

Eyes closed.
I greeted the whispers
that spoke of the end.

I've wished to be amongst
the choral voices
that sang
not of strangers
but friends.

The time is now.
I've conveniently forgotten
what and who I am...
Knowing only where I want to be.

I've found courage.
I took one step
into the future.
And finally...
I'm free.
Inspired by Third Eye Blind's "Jumper".
See me twinkle!
see me shine!
see me here,
up high in the sky.
who am I?
guess! Guess!
who am I?
Am I from the other side?
am I the light from a star long past,
or am I an alien ship,
coming to land?

see me twinkle!
see me shine!
see me here,
in heaven or hell
who am I?
guess! Guess!
who am I?
am I from the crossroads of misery?
am I the light at the end of the tunnel,
or am I an idea,
revolting around a single notation?

see me twinkle!
see me shine!
see me here,
waiting,just for you
who am I?
guess! Guess!
who am I?
am I from your head?
am I the light in a lover's eye,
or am I the voice,
that kills you softly inside?

see me twinkle!
see me shine!
see me here,
inside your mind.
who am I?
guess! Guess!

who am I?
do you know?
Who am I to you?
who am I?
who am I?
don't you wish you knew?

Don't worry!
I'll tell you!
come close!
let me whisper it to you:
*I'm you, I'm you in a nutshell.
Started singing this to myself. Hope you like it
Poets write sad
poets write happy
but what do we do
when two points of view
come crashing to?
why we write and write some more
till we can write no more
for joy brings pain
and pain brings joy
the balance isn't there
so how can a poet help
but be gay?
Wrote this a while ago was on my old account
My days have been all cloud and no sun
like a ribbon from a single young woman,
who's love was fresh
who's hope was right beside her
who's pride was in her friendly appearance
torn and tattered in the winds of change
chaos rains within a shattered heart

But time has tore away all the love in her soul
broken promises have ****** out all her hope
lies, betrayals, misused trust have turned her pride to dust
the wall has grown all around her
darkness in on her
pressing down upon a weakened young woman,
driving her to hidden tears
to hidden anger fits
but she's stronger than she looks

you would never believe this of this young lady
if you saw her
if you spoke to her
a long time ago you may have saw it in her eyes
but now she's mastered the art of the mask
she's mastered the art of hiding
of building walls
of not crying no matter what

she didn't shed a tear when her auntie died
she didn't let even one fall when the nightmares came for her
just like she knew they would from loving
she didn't tear up when her world was broken in one short summer
no she's not cold she's just acting cold
she wants you to think she is
so you won't become another reminder
of how much love is an enemy
cuz its kinder to let her heart go without love
than to tease it with the possibility of love
Wrote this a while back when I was having a hard time. Still am but its calming down and I'm happier now, but I like this one because it reminds me of everything and I don't wanna forget because it's a part of me,  but like I said way happier now.
One day I decided
to walk out that door
and see what places the word had in store
I traveled to and fro
for years on end
but somehow, someway
I always recalled this place
I remember how i left
without uttering a word
and disappeared faster
than a frightened bird
i regretted it so that i returned
but, and i swear upon my word.
that they-
they forget all about me
and took down my picture
Made this for school. Homework hope ya like it.
She rebelled against everything she thought I wanted her to be

Who have you become my love?

Destroying all of her to show me that there is not much more to her

Where have you gone my love?

Out all night because her thoughts at home, keeps her up til morning.

My love?

She did not answer there was hate in her face and sadness in her laughter, she held it all together in her tight dress, while taking pictures she posted to let the world think she is much better after.

Her caption read..

“One day you’ll realize what you had, much after you’ve made a few more mistakes and you’ve broken a few more promises and you left a girl that believed in Love and lost herself to you, one day you’ll realize that pain when these tears comes from your daughter.”

And she added her smile as a filter.



Jason R. Johnson
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