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I find that rain
Is a heavenly thing

It can wash away
All the pain

It can wipe clean
All the troubles and tension

It can relax
The mind, body and soul

It can make you grin
Like you were five again

Splashing around in puddles,
Turning your face to the sky.
Breathe in the smell of rain,
And feel the drops on your skin.
From the day his mother died
He had no time to mourn.
From the very next morn
The same robe he had to adorn
Same wares he sold door to door,
Forgetting mother is no more!
I am not real
I am only an illusion
Perhaps that's confusion

Imagine such a dilemma
All the Time believing
Yet a thought can be deceiving

Existence is subjective
This ink that you see
Isn't really me

So why be concerned
No need to discern  
Give no thought to agree...

This really isn't me.
Traveler Tim 4-19
 Sep 2013 Cassis Myrtille
KM
Women.
 Sep 2013 Cassis Myrtille
KM
I am a woman of society,
I am conditioned to believe my body is not my own,
but the man who decides to take me.
I am helpless without a man because I am weak.
I was a woman of society.
But now, I wish to be, a woman of my own devices.
I am vulnerable, but I am strong.
I am clever, beautiful, and know my own limits.
I, just as all women, have my ways of finding my strength, courage, and confidence.
I will be confident, though you will judge me.
I will be strong, when you try to harm me.
I will be beautiful, because I am me.
I can be all these things, still love a man, and he will still love me.
Wrote this maybe.. 4 months back? Got frustrated with woman not knowing and understanding that you can be strong, independent, beautiful and not be a man-hater at the same time.
 Sep 2013 Cassis Myrtille
thrcy
I'm in great depression
in life that is my main obsession
it holds me like I am their own possession
wants me to say "I'm fine" instead of my real emotion
keeps my feelings with succession
comes out of nowhere & attacks me with such aggression
only leads me to one direction
sadness, madness,  numbness, & no other kind of expression
I tried to say my confession
of how it goes through progression
at times it gives me an impression
that I'll be better soon, instead I am left with its *******
also tells my mind to have some session
speaks to me all about my imperfection
it gets scary in there with all the tension
saying I am some sort of infection
that needs to be a suspension
eternally telling me a suggestion
for all it wants to mention
is to end it all & leave everyone out with no some sort of connection
so it will leave me hanging with no protection
to vanish myself in front of a mirror & see my own reflection
of how I'm not such a great exception
and I'm not at all a perfection
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