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This giant eye
let's you see every thing.
Steals your heart
while you are smiling.
Showing sky 'til you stun,
pauses every second.
Takes your breathe away
by showing lights on display.
Yet, after giving a good spell,
it will just lead to farewell.

*-Steph Dionisio, July 22, 2015
The strings
the way I pluck it
gives extra strength
to my soul.
The notes
I try to read
drives my thirst
spirit.
The lyrics
I write in a paper
expresses every single
emotion.
The music
I hear and I make
mends shattered
feeling.

But

The passion
I have
and truly love
seems fading.
The comparison
I get from others
is breaking every
notes.
The people
who are showing that
I am no good
made my paper empty.
Discouragement
scrapes the willing
and hoping
heart.

*-Steph Dionisio, July 26, 2015
People see my futile side,
how I hold on to truth so tight.
People heed to words I say,
and some are amaze while I pray.
People exalt the things I do,
and how I respond to crucible too.
But
People should see how I stumble,
or how at times I mumble.
People should see my real cry,
and how I try myself to be denied.
When people see the goodness in me,
and when I'm actually unworthy,
there I hide at the back of the Almighty.

*-Steph Dioniso, August 23, 2015
Together, they built footprints on the
sand, mud, clay, floor
and even on each other's heart.
They took thousands of steps
to keep love running.
Then one of them stopped.
Perhaps,
tired
wearisome,
running became senseless.
They both knew,
it won't keep going.
As they separated ways,
one, took a hundred steps away.
While the other, for only one step away,
and still hoping for a familiar footprint to follow.


*-Steph Dionisio, August 24, 2015
He left her with a tight hug,
but her soul stung.
He left her with unsaid words,
but her heart shattered.
He left her in the most tranquil way,
but it made her broken.
She couldn't find the answer,
but she knows, silence is a killer.

*-Steph Dionisio, August 24, 2015
 Aug 2015 Chirayu Writer
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I don't expect you to understand,
There's a lot going on here, but if you'd take my hand,

Please know that I love you, that'll never change
Even when I've chosen to go my own way,

My love, my love, my love will stay the same
 Aug 2015 Chirayu Writer
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I don't care if I'm going crazy, I'm already crazy about you,
I think about you day and night, always wishing you'd be by my side,
And if some say I'm addicted, so what if I am?
This addiction makes me feel loved,
I think its worth letting it destroy me in the long run,
I ran down the street
My naked feet thumped on damp asphalt
Sharp stones pounded the underneath of my feet into leather
The sting under my feet was nothing
Compared to the stinging salt in my eyes
Or the raw flesh that was my throat
Burning screams ripped from my lungs
All I could do was run
Run from the pain
The fear
That always follows
Right on my heels
That fear is my shadow,
Taking different shapes
Sometimes big
Rarely small
But always there
Lying dormant
*On my heels
Criticism is welcomed
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