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Dec 2018 · 400
Tricks
ArC Dec 2018
In the window what do I hear
A titter tatter the rain is here
I open up the curtains
and I am blinded by the light
What did I just hear?
I check my watch, 10 at night
Nov 2018 · 151
Frail
ArC Nov 2018
I am frail,
my body is tired,
my head is in hell.
Frail, mind
Sep 2018 · 169
I'm an artist
ArC Sep 2018
My medium is joy
I left that for hope
There's a little kid blowing bubbles
Don't pop them
Let me float
ArC Aug 2018
Hi there it's been a while, I understand that it's been a while.  We both have went our separate ways and being back in the same place sure is wild.  I love your style it's so rugged.  It really matches your personality.  You haven't changed a bit.  I can't believe I am seeing you again, but let's be honest....I see you everyday.  You've been on my mind constantly.  The only consistent thing that I truly need.  I missed you.
Just an old love, but same feelings.  We all have that one person.  Don't be selfish and throw them away.
Aug 2018 · 125
Mamma's Here
ArC Aug 2018
Poor little baby why to do you cry,
Please let me wipe the tears from your eyes,
Come out the covers, no need to hide,
Mamma's right here and won't leave your side.
Jul 2018 · 262
H.E.R.
ArC Jul 2018
Your my inspiration
the calling in the wild
a hunter a lioness
a beauty so majestic

You are why I exist
do not let me forget
the atmosphere the bliss
a beauty so majestic
She is why I write
Jul 2018 · 114
The Whisper at Night
ArC Jul 2018
I hear the call of an unexplainable type
a shroud of mystery surrounds it at night
The voyage is calling
The whisper at night
Jun 2018 · 256
The Truth Is...
ArC Jun 2018
The truth is...I've always loved you,
I never meant to hurt you,
escape to foreign lands,
leave you in his hands.

The truth is...I new you find another,
hold your hand when there's thunder,
kiss you in your slumber,
love you like no other.

The truth is...I'm back home now,
and it still feels new,
like our love just grew,
I am you and we are two.
May 2018 · 137
Where the sound bends
ArC May 2018
Do you hear that
You can hear the whistle as it crosses the plain
Do feel you that
You can feel the cool as it touches your face
Do you smell that
You can smell the joy that it brings
Do you see that
You can see the birds as it guides their wings
Do you taste that
You can taste the green as it brings the Spring
Dec 2017 · 579
I'm so lonely
ArC Dec 2017
breathe
look around
the landscape is barren
no trees nor vegetation
no signs of civilization

desserted
you're alone
you're family and friends are gone
you're enemies have won
tho the war has just begun

run
they're coming
you hear them in the distance
you see it for an instant
but for you is no repentance

stop
it's over
you're mind gets to racing
now you start pacing
for your anxiety is winning
Dec 2017 · 216
The Answer
ArC Dec 2017
I am in search of something,
I ask my lord for answers.
I believe in destiny,
and that
some prayers go unanswered.

I get down on my knees,
for I am a beggar
and a sinner with special needs
to get me through this weather.

It seems like I am made to do special things
But my calling hasn't come
I pray to my lord for a breakthrough
But I shall wait for answer to come.
Dec 2017 · 710
Little Butterfly
ArC Dec 2017
The little dancing butterfly
How high can you take me.
From the top of mountains
The stars shine bright,
Where will you take me.

The dreams of joy and wonder
The times we look beyond
The things we wish we would have said.

Oh little butterfly,
Wings made with beauty.
How I wish that I could fly
Where would you take me?
Just some early morning thinking
Nov 2017 · 249
Life's Question
ArC Nov 2017
I am afraid,
But who isn't?
I am strong,
When they say I shouldn't.
I am pain,
In joyful situations.
I am tired,
During normal recreations.
I am lost,
Without my navigation.

I am fearless,
But no-one believes it
I am meek,
When strength is needed.
I am happy,
During ones bereavement.
I am alert,
With shadows creep'n.
I am found,
But who really believes me.

Who am I?
Nov 2017 · 313
The 3 Things
ArC Nov 2017
It always started as something nice
a date on the water or up in the trees
a feeling a love, joy, birds and the bees

But then it would happen,
The day would turn dark,
3 evil figures trying take my heart.

My joy turns to fear,
I am unsure what to do,
I grab her delicate hand,
and take off through the night.

Panting, frantic, my vision blurry.
The figures are gaining,
and we have a lot to lose

Then all of a sudden
my fear turned to hate
soon we stopped runnin
so we could face our fate

I turn to the figures
as they circle around us
I can feel my heart pounding
but then all of a sudden,
nothing

I run at the one
and disfigure its body
the next I do worst
something ungodly

I tear them limb from limb
body parts and blood surround us
it's a truly gruesome seen
as I wake to my own screaming

These are the night terrors
Of someone not sane
These were my night terrors
During a time of great pain
Fight for those you love
Nov 2017 · 300
Hidden Thoughts
ArC Nov 2017
Everyone knows
Where they want to be
In this journey called life

Everyone knows
What they need to do
To make it in this life

Everyone knows
Time and energy
Dedication and resiliency
Is what it takes
To take your place in life
To reach your dreams, dedicate yourself to the craft
Oct 2017 · 337
The Love Game
ArC Oct 2017
A game of love and hate
A game of joy in pain
Her smile is not the same
Her walk is now of shame

We wished for better days
We knew it couldn't be the same
Gone are our days of play
Gone with the joys of yesterday

Why do play this game
Why? Because love,
Was it truly real?
Was it really fake?
I hope you enjoy
Oct 2017 · 333
The Canvas
ArC Oct 2017
the beauty of the world,
the beauty of this girl
the pain in her eyes
the tears she made me cry
the laughter she hasn't felt
stripped of her worldly self
no more coverings to hide her pain
only true colors this canvas can contains
the violets the violence, the pink I should be her highness
she should be my queen
but her face also shows shyness
the distraught gaze as she looks away
from her knight in shining armor
cause she knows today wont be the day
that there's no longer a child starvin
stripped of her status no more wealth
able to bear her body
no blemishes no welts
physical pain she has not known
but the worlds will be always be shown
This is poem from several years ago, that I would like to share with you all.

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