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 Dec 2017 Angela Punch
Lior Gavra
Am I just a wheel?
Consuming meals?
A speck in blue sea?
Bound by what I see?
Life amongst trees?
Breathing means free?

Am I my beliefs?
The truth I seek?
Flag of a country?
Defined by currency?
A liability?
Part of society?

Am I what you see?
The way you judge me?
The values you pick?
First impressions stick?
Norm defined by you?
Do I dare to be rude?

No...

I am who I choose.
I fill my own shoes.
I win when I lose.
I create my own views.
I see black beyond blue.
I pick me over you.

Who are we?
I am me.
Who are we?
Depends on you.
 Dec 2017 Angela Punch
Lior Gavra
It flies amongst the stars.
Flashes for a moment.
Despite the left scars.
Holds a place close, yet far.

It carries the fallen.
From mistaken paths.
To reaches impossible.
And develops new plans.

It creates new countries.
Raises dead soldiers.
Stamps unsung heroes.
With a feeling of free.

Hear its silent sound.
Open up your eyes.
Place it in your heart.
Elevate from the ground.

It helps us climb.
Better than rope.
Do you see its shape?
It is hope.
There are so many other worlds.
So many skies you will never see,
Music you will never hear.
So much time you will never live.
There are cities that turn into stars at night
And mountains that burst through the clouds with such beautiful anger.
There are eyes that gaze into each other
And hearts that beat for another.
There is so much more that you will never see.
Be grateful for what you do see,
No one else will see it.
No one else we ever have a life like yours. No one will travel to the same places or meet the same people or listen to the same songs. You are unique. Be grateful for what you have, even if it gets hard sometimes. Life is always worth it.
The light dims.
The fire dies.
Darkness fills in the blanks.
Sweet release.
Tears against my cheek.
Now met with the dissatisfying drought.
Left alone in desolate cold.
Fear overwhelms.
Not fear of monsters or the simple unknown.
Fear that when my eyes grow heavy I will never lift them again.
I will become a stone.
Unmoved and cold.
To survive these nights alone.
look at me.
i am afraid to see,
if i am me.
two worlds,
i see.
two minds,
in me.
yet none of them,
are true to me.
i am afraid of me.
am i  me?
only time will tell.
whether.
i'll be free.
my twisted mind
 Mar 2017 Angela Punch
Lucy
used to burn red like hot amber
couldn't put me in a body bag
i'd set it alight.
threw bricks and dolls.
scratched my skin raw
needed to get it off
wanted to shed skin like a snake
instead
grew grey
with time I couldn't read.
couldn't pick up a toothbrush
emptiness is my weapon
called it the void.
I haven't posted in so long but I'm back
 Mar 2017 Angela Punch
ali
you say that i am your sun
because i am the center of your universe
and touching my skin gives you warmth.
i know that you are my moon
because you are always beside me when i am awake at 3 am
and you light my path home when i am stumbling
and drunk on you.
together we are an eclipse
one touch can send the whole world up in flames
i will always rise in the east
and set in the west
and we will never revolve around anyone else
but each other
Longer I look there,
Stronger , I will feel this magnetic pull
To explore the abandoned place
Wiser if I was ,I will leave the door shut
But I had adventure in mind
Wanted to solve the mystery of screams
To see the result of going in haunted house
As I went ahead ,I felt a force
throwing me back to ground
followed by a deep voice telling me
"Walk away if you want to be alive"
saying that "go run and you might just survive"
and then I ran till I reached nowhere
Inside the deeper woods ,hearing the voices of wild
I sat on a rock trying to regain my breathing
But the dread remained ,now scared to meet the beasts
The adventure seeking gave me the scare
That might last longer than lifetime .
This is my first attempt !!
And I am already feeling so loved
Thanks everyone for reading
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