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 Jul 2017 Aynjul
Mishael Ward
Black and white, day and night,
The city suffers, yearning for light
hundreds are dead, it doesn't seem logical,
One has to wonder how is it possible
The powder keg of racial prejudice,
Creates explosions destroying the best of us,
Fortunately, the dawn would end this time of fright,
A world tired of darkness, yearning for light
Hearts capable of evil, and mortal sin,
A new light would form in the hearts of men
The answer is in the goodness of God that weaves all
Yes, indeed, the future is bright, hope has put beauty in myopic sight,
Hope is the power that drives us on, hope is the beauty of the yearning light.
In our modern world it seems like the compassion for people has truly dimmed. We are no longer interested in other peoples lives, The only interest is what they can do for us. Not truly knowing a person creates assumptions. which is one of the foundations in racism and all stereotypes. Last year was a crazy year socially, a year I will never forget. I encourage you to pray for our nation, and get to know people's character for yourself. Don't assume who they are based on what you hear about them from someone else. Our society today loves to create things based on assumptions and lies. However, we don't have to be that way, walk in love and truth, be that beacon of hope in your community, be that yearning light!
 Jul 2017 Aynjul
A
Sun
 Jul 2017 Aynjul
A
Sun
I want to be just like the sun.

Because after it sets,
it rises.

And I, too, will rise.
you are strong; you are the sun.
 Jul 2017 Aynjul
savs
32th Avenue
 Jul 2017 Aynjul
savs
Last month you were walking home
and you passed by a bus stop;
one had just arrived,
it was empty,
but you decided to ignore it

Until you remembered my lips,
my cold hands

After that time, you payed attention
to every single bus in town,
wondering if they could take you
someplace nearby my eyes
and my voice

Because you missed me,
you still do

And finally,
you bought yourself a ticket,
you couldn't wait to see me anymore;
you needed my kisses
and my arms,
almost as much as i did

As i do

You were ready to come,
but then I woke up,
realizing it was a simple dream

knowing you would never take
that empty bus
 Jul 2017 Aynjul
cherry blossom
Why do people seem to see themselves as puzzle pieces
Waiting to be fitted into the edges and curves
Trying to find the right one to sit with
Touching, to see if somehow they deserve
To be ruled by someone else
To be under their protection
Yet still searching if they are worthy of love
And care
And belongingness
And pain.


"What would it be like to be held in those arms again?"
07/11/17
im trying to sleep but the sheets aren't warm enough.
 Jul 2017 Aynjul
JL Smith
Alone again,
But not lonely
Accepted solitude
As tranquility
Your fear
My freedom
Exploring my depth
Releasing my demons
Core settles
In tune
Mind opens
Heart composes
Serenity and beauty
Heeding inner voice
Spiritual rejoice
Gratitude
Emotional latitude
Flows freely
Rejecting the judgmental,
Artificial
Open to growth
Affirming an oath
Confident in myself
Purpose in moving forward
Trusting my gut
Relying on Superiority
The One and Only
Alone again,
But not lonely

© JL Smith
It's been so long since I've written,
It's almost like I've forgot.
It's been so long since I was open,
It's almost like I'm not.

I really dont know how to say that,
I am not okay once more.
I really dont know how to say that,
I am not quite sure what for.

Perhaps it's because you're gone,
Perhaps the fact it's all over.
Perhaps it's because you left,
Perhaps the fact I'm a leftover.

It hurts trying to accept the that,
It really is the end.
It hurts trying to accept that,*
It really isn't "boyfriend".
It's been two months and I'm still trying to deal with the fact, the love of my life, is nothing but that, the love of, my life.... not hers...
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