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 Nov 2014 Caz
yasmine
i am trying to be okay
with the way my hair falls
into place all over
and how my voice gets
really small when i talk to
new people
i am trying to be okay
with how i cannot please
everyone to their liking
and how i stumble over my
words in public
and how my hands shake when
i don't know what to do

i am trying to be okay with myself
and who i am
but i am learning
and this is a journey
i am learning to love myself
because i am the only one who
will be there when i lay in bed
to rest
and how can i rest peacefully
when i have the voices in my
mind criticizing me for every
flaw i have made
so this is going to stop
because im on a journey to
love myself
 Nov 2014 Caz
Anonymous
Im not mad at you.
Im mad at me.
Im mad that i get so attached
When you obviously arent
I just dont know what to do with myself anymore
Im so tired of being sad
Im tired of not feeling like im enough
Maybe it would be easier if we just stopped
Because i cant keep falling if theres nothing there to catch me
 Nov 2014 Caz
Erenn
Hand Signs
 Nov 2014 Caz
Erenn
It’s not easy when I was five
It’s not easy to grasp everything
Learning these new ‘signs’
So others would empathize
Demoralized only to be scrutinized
Wondering why they always laughed
I never knew how it sounds like
But it hurts me deep inside

It’s not easy when I was ten
They wrote on the board
How I always pretend
I keep smiling despite everything
I did pretend
Pretending tomorrow
Everything will end

It’s not easy when I was fifteen
Almost everyone doesn't comprehend
These hands I use to eat & speak
I can read their lips saying,
"FREAK, FREAK, FREAK!!!"
But this time I didn't pretend
Mama always told me before she left
"Your voice is louder than the rest!"

It’s easier now that I’m twenty
It actually gets better if I believe
I found true friends along the way
They get furious if I get played
Diminishing negative thoughts to dust
I know now life has its eminence
There are more others like me

What my mama meant before she left
Help those who are in need
Especially to those who are-
*Special like me.
(I didnt expect it to get featured as the daily poem! I'm so happy I get to share this message with everyone. A better understanding to these gifted individuals:) And if u have a friend who's deaf or learning ASL. Let them read this:)
And once again. Thank you so much To everyone who liked and comment!)
Give your love.
Even if you're the one being received.
I just had to write about this.
And i don't see it as a disability,
I see it as a gift.
(Dedicated to this young girl i saw in the train helping a guy in a wheelchair. She was showing directions! I stood there appalled in awe)
P.S: I need a suggestion whether to name this title 'Gift' or 'Hand Signs'??
I think both stood out.
Comment below.
And I also would like you guys to check out this website.
If you buy their headphones you would be giving hearing aids for the   less fortunate.
http://www.lstnheadphones.com/pages/givingbackamplified
And I'm not sponsored to do this. I just want to make a change and help to raise awareness:)
If you can help them, please do.:)
 Nov 2014 Caz
savanna lai
my calloused hands shake as i run them down your ivory-colored arms.
i am afraid,
afraid that moving will cause you distress.
it's just that you are a ******* goddess among humans
and i want you to live your eternal life spotless.
you tell me to stop being so tense,
but i cannot be anything but.
i am weak and fragile, but i still remain in a constant state of cautiousness.
because i am glass and you are diamonds and i want to be scratched.
if i am shattered i want my last will and testament to be that i spent my last breath loving you,
and you loved me back.
for once in my life i feel like i have to be careful,
i've lived a long, reckless, life, trust me, darling,
and it's with not a girl, but a statue.
you're the earthly epitome of perfection and i am only human.
 Nov 2014 Caz
Ezra
We were born too late to explore the earth,
Yet too early to explore the stars;
So all I have to search for
Are your eyes.
They're brighter than all those glimmering dots--
11-27-14
still searching
 Nov 2014 Caz
CapsLock
Serenade
 Nov 2014 Caz
CapsLock
Hey little soldier sing me a song
a melody to help me move on.
Sit down Sir and and dance along,
wind blows harder for those who howl.

Hey Mister, don't be so sad,
because soon we'll see my loved ones.
This world made of dirt breaks us all,
even the one who holds the hammer one day will fall.

You see, for some time I've been around,
I know how all things turn out.
Then is this the end of the countdown?
I still don't know what any of this was about.

I'll gladly tell you the one meaning of this world
if it can help your mind get eased,
it's the one you choose to live this life for*.
Then the soldier might have smiled pleased.
Been working on this one for hours.
Hope someone likes it.
 Nov 2014 Caz
CapsLock
To be locked in a room.
Just me and just you.
To make the whole world bloom,
only for us two.

Drinking words from your voice,
being satiated by your sight.
A glorious rejoice,
that could last the whole short night.

And then, maybe, along the hours
my skin could feast with yours.
If we where in the same room.
 Nov 2014 Caz
Nolithando
Have I ever compared you to the stars?
Have I ever described your eyes in ways that resemble constellations?
Talk to me about time.
Talk to me about the universe
in all ways that'll I'll never be able to understand.
Spin me around like a clock and take me back in time
to the days when stars shined brighter than these Jozi lights.

We don't have to say a word.
Make no noise, not a peep.
Let silence fill our ears.
Let the quiet take over the earth.
Let us float in this peace,
and enjoy the time we have together.

I know that I have to leave soon
and I know that stars don't burn forever,
but lay with me here on the ground.
We'll count sheep all night until
the sun greets us in the morning letting us now
that the night is dead and gone.

It's not my fault that I fell in love with the world in you.
I see so much life and you
and I think we should stay in this position forevermore.
We will never miss another darting star,
Whirling its way passed us breaking our silence just for a second.

your eyes, made to see the depths of me.
your ears, made to hear the thoughts i keep.
your hands, made to fit my dainty mold.
your lips, made to ******* sweetened soul.

I long to be the place you can put everything they know you need to survive - every secret, solitude, nervous prayer & be certain I'll keep it
Finally finished this piece I've been writing for quite sometime for someone near & dear to me.
 Nov 2014 Caz
savanna lai
you have bled a billion stars
your bones have galaxies instead of marrow
space and infinity live in your cells
you have the most beautiful anatomy
your thin skin pulses
almost glows
under the night sky
like you're trying to fly up with the dust
where you truly belong
you beautiful shining universe
fly away, baby
don't stay for us
you can bring light
to all
instead of being a steady beacon
holding up a flashlight to illuminate my sketchbook
I tried to draw you once
but I broke all the lead
your hair got stuck on the pages
and your eyes went dead in the gray
you couldn't move
and I didn't like it
(that paper was torn up
immediately)
I was so relieved to see you the next day
flesh and blood and bones and all
you are not a still universe
you are constantly expanding
your mostly invisible energy becoming more illuminated
I could not possibly understand how you came to be
there must be an epic love story
between two beautiful ancient gods
I would like to build a shrine to them
a temple to reach the skies
because you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen
it's a pleasure even saying "hello" to you
because your response is always an optimistic "hey how are you"
you tell me stories of faraway knights
and I listen
(I'd like to write the stories down someday
just in case)
you braid my hair with flowers
my favorites are sweet peas
and somehow you always smell like them
you smell like home
because you truly are my home
your embrace is my room
there is plenty to roam
but you're so beautiful all bottles up
because no one's quite discovered you
I'd like to pop the cork and propose a toast
to us
well, actually, to you
for you
and only you
I hope you find yourself someday, baby
and fly far away
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