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 May 2018 Stara
Ashly Kocher
Be the light
In someone’s dark path

Be the smile
That someone hasn’t seen

Be the support
For someone who doesn’t have it

Be the shoulder
For someone to cry on

Be the love
For someone who isn’t loved

Be the voice
For someone who can’t be heard

Be the friend
For someone who doesn’t have one

Be the strength
For someone who is scared

Be the way
For someone who is lost

Be the fight
When someone feels weak

Be the magic
When someone doesn’t believe

Be their friend, support, love....
                         The possibilities are endless
Beauty
is the early morning
when
dew sparkles
like golden wine
as the birds
start to sing in harmony
and the air
is filled with scents of pine.
Breathe in
the fresh morning air
feel all senses
come alive
as sun rays
shine through the trees
announcing
daybreak has arrived...
A soft breeze
blowing through the trees
displaying
the beauty of this place
close your eyes
listen to the sounds
as the wind
gently kisses your face.
Sense
the flowers blooming
stand
firm on the ground
open your heart and mind
as hope
starts to zoom all around.
Look
to the clear blue sky
feel
the brightness
of the sun
as it lovingly
touches your face
let the joyful cry
of nature
fill your
soul
with beauty and grace.
Just breathe it in.....
 May 2018 Stara
stephanie burrows
I write to forget the past.
I write to release the pain.
I write to remember old memories.
My words may not be perfect and polished.
But I still write what my fragile heart speaks.
This is about how we all write and share our work and how we write to cope with different things for me poetry is a way to express my self poetry is a powerful tool.
 May 2018 Stara
Kyla Duncan
touch
 May 2018 Stara
Kyla Duncan
every fleeting moment
of an accidental touch
a stolen brush of fingers
grazing skin
of eyes met across a room
of whispers
of secrets
shoots a thrill through me
because it brings me closer to you
If birth control pills could give a buzz
"Unwanted" pregnancy would no longer be a
Problem
 May 2018 Stara
Meera
He doesn't burn photographs
He doesn't join therapy sessions
He doesn't smoke too many cigarettes
Nor he drown himself into alcohol
He scratches his wounds daily
And never let them heal
He doesn't try to get rid of the pain
Instead he let it grow on him
He waters the seed of sorrow with his tears
He feeds it with the manure of old memories
He takes it to sleep with him
And nurtures it in himself
Till the moment when every single drop of his blood gets replaced by this pain
Until his fragile heart can bear no more
And his soul starts overflowing with emotions
That's when he dip his pen into this pain
And empty his heart on a piece of paper
He bares his soul for us to feel
He creates poetry that the world would cherish for centuries to come
That's how true poetry comes into existence
 May 2018 Stara
thinkinghertz
Once everything was over between us, I realized I wasn't the same person that you fell for. Instead, I tried to become the person I thought you wanted me to be and lost myself in the process. The changes I made to my being began at the core--my heart. I wanted to heal you, no, I needed to heal you... Maybe it was just to prove to myself that if I could heal your broken heart, I could heal mine too. Such naive and wishful thinking. Or, perhaps, I loved you so much that I would do anything to be with you. Yes, my darling, I would do anything to be with you then, and I would do anything to be with you now.

I want to see the smile that I fell for once more, with those deep brown beautiful eyes of yours that looked at me as if I was the only person on earth--the only person you would ever love. That's how deeply you made me feel. It was in those moments that my life seemed to pause and last forever.

Alas, these moments are now nothing other than a distant memory of my fondness for you.

Everything I ever did, it was always just for you.
JCH
 May 2018 Stara
Mantas
Devil within
 May 2018 Stara
Mantas
He is surely serious,
Moderately devious.
His face is deluding;
His smile - accusing.

Deluding of His ways.
Accusing of the praise
You blindly give to Faith,
Like it’s a which or wraith?

This devil’s name is Fear,
Origins of his powers are clear:
It comes from Your mind dear.
And know: his judgment is severe.

At first, shade of doubt appears -
In your ambition it might interfere.
Like evil spawn, it is somewhere near...
Apart your sweet dreams it may tear.
 May 2018 Stara
Mantas
do forgive you, dearest enemy of mine,
In your name I shall raise a glass of wine!
Your misdeeds were but a blink in my life(?);
Do not worry (if I am honest) I wish no strife.

I forgive you from the bottom of heart -
After all, in my life you had but a little part;
Towards you I hold no grudge or malice
Your name is not accursed in my palace.

I forgive you, even when I care little of you,
I forgive you, my dearest foe, because I loathe you.
I fear not of sin,
I embrace it and all that’s (supposedly) wicked,
One of the kind I am, out of all the souls restricted.

Restricted and limited by world’s laws and morals;
Men are imprisoned in their “peaceful” quarrels!
Democracy is an idea foolish and so overrated,
The word being rotten - that is directly related!

You see, my Dearest Enemy,
I forgive you fearlessly.
The men have lost their true identity!
It is failure that reigns in clear hegemony…

I forgive you…
Because that is what would annoy you!
The world have lost its battle of its feeble life.
World's end was by your metaphorical knife.

I forgive you, kindly,
Yet I refuse to name you.
Thus you shall be nameless,
Formless! Frameless!

But the Hope is not all lost.
The human mind will defrost -
Your reign will be over, forever
Right ideas will be merged together.
 May 2018 Stara
Charles Sturies
An icky flophouse in downtown
LA,
The Astor Hotel- a famous New
York City Hotel,
The hotel breslin in midtown south
In N.Y.- an out of the way one
A rusty- watered motel room late at
Night on a lonely stretch of the
Jursey Pike,
A run down drive in Chapagin I stayed
In with a 'Girlfriend' so we could do it.
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