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 Aug 24
Arpita Hore
It was a cold winter night,
You lit candles all over the room
The room was full of roses
Still I can sense your perfume.
The tune that you played
In your grand old piano,
That was exciting me more,
Like a rising volcano.
You were pouring the wine
As red as blood
Did you offer me the drink?
Or offered your heart?
I was standing on the rostrum,
And enjoying the city light,
Thinking about your perfect date,
And this never ending night.
 Aug 24
Traveler
What shall we take away from this,
pockets full of integrity?
Doing the right thing is a stressful path
of righteousness…
Directing our feeble footsteps
into a sea of madness.
Awaken to the waves
or you will sink into eternity….
Traveler Tim
 Aug 24
Steve
Listen to the trees,
Hear them rustle in the breeze.
They whisper to the wind,
As it bristles all their leaves.
50 shades of green,
Shimmer like a dream,
And the trees give out a clue,
That the wind is passing through.
While somewhere deep inside,
Ghostly figures hide.
Spirits from within the wood
Play with shadows as they should.
The trees see you passing by,
And, with a soothing sigh,
Becalm your beating heart,
And relax your roving eye.
From an early morning walk in the woods.
 Aug 24
Satsih Verma
Coming to flawless, you
become blind like Iris searching the
sunflower at night. Was it the end of the moon?

After the light, in
moments of separation, death
salutes the dust to honour the embrace.

O king of the tears, I touch
your rain of red drops. The philosophy
of give and take was dead.
 Aug 23
Abraham Esang
I stand on the banks of yesterday
Watching moments slip away
Like leaves on a river's gentle stream
Lost in the current, a memory's dream

In the depths, I see reflections of you
A fleeting glimpse, a heart that's true
But like the water, you're gone from sight
Leaving me with just a fading light

The river flows, a constant beat
A reminder of time's relentless repeat
Moments lived, moments lost, moments dear
All swept away, leaving only tears

Yet, in the flow, I find a peaceful place
A sense of surrender, a gentle embrace
For in the river's heart, I hear a voice
Whispering wisdom, a heartfelt choice
memories, and longing
 Aug 23
Aslam M
In the stillness of a fractured night,  
Where shadows whisper and darkness bites,  
A world once pure now bears the scar,  
Of horrors hidden, cold and far.

In schools where laughter once did ring,  
Now echoes of despair take wing,  
Little lives, so soft and small,  
Entangled in a cruel, dark thrall.

From babes too young to understand,  
To youth whose dreams are slipped from hand,  
The innocence of ages lost,  
To brutal hands, at tragic cost.

The weight of evil, deep and vast,  
Crushes dreams and shadows cast,  
We stand in shame, our spirits torn,  
In a world where hope seems worn.

Bloodstains on our hands and hearts,  
In a world where cruelty never parts,  
Kidnapped souls and tortured cries,  
Silent pleas beneath darkened skies.

Yet in this abyss, we must ignite,  
A fierce, unyielding, blazing light,  
To rise above the pain and cry,  
To mend the world, to fight, to try.

For every tear and every scream,  
For broken hearts and shattered dreams,  
We vow to heal, to shield, to mend,  
To stand for justice, to defend.

In the face of darkness, we’ll unite,  
To cast away the endless night,  
To reclaim humanity's lost grace,  
And bring back light to every face
I am extremely pained by the incidents happenings in the world and regret that no one can do anything except read these horrific things happening in the news.  We have all failed as Humans and this is the worst time to be alive. The only action i could think of is to write something on this and pray for the families who have lost their ones.
 Aug 23
Aslam M
In the end
We are better off  
Than millions
Who Starve
Who are Homeless
Who are Sick
Who are Abused.
And the list goes on and on.
So all I can say is
Thanks  to the Creator ….
Not allowed to be part of her life
Only a casual bystander
Feeding on the crumbs of her
Tossed to me by others
ljm
The ongoing sadness of having a daughter who wants nothing to do with me while still averring that she loves me.
 Aug 21
Ryan O'Leary
Dementia

I am the resident of the
White House, I’ve got a
Prostate problem excuse
Me I must go for a P they
Said it should be an up her
Case, no idea what it means
I must consult my Alamak,
Not Old Moore’s I’m dyslexic
I meant Kamala, she lives
Next door I think, she’s is
Here nearly every day, they
Tell me she is looking for a
Job, she should have asked
The joker before Trump, he
Might have employed her, I
Can’t imagine what she could
Do around here, we have our
Own cleaners, I’d best go back
to the Oval Orifice and get rid
of the Buck that stopped There!
 Aug 21
ross
that’s the curious thing
about memories you see;
no matter if you’re thinking
about the best ones
or the worse ones
they each leave you feeling
a little emptier afterwards.
 Aug 21
Salmabanu Hatim
When you find life difficult to handle,
It is okay to indulge in fantasy,
To overcome reality.
21/8/2024
 Aug 21
William A Poppen
Those pictures of me
Are disingenuous images

Blurred from the start
The fuzziness has grown over time

I’m told to see myself
Where can I find a true mirror?

Others say the sounds of me
Are clear and eye-opening

I listen for the sounds inside me
Can sounds ring distinct and genuine

Still much static blurs
The best parts of me

I seek to find silence
To settle into solitude

I engage in deeply
Listening to the uttering of my heart

My heart emits a song
Of the genuine me
Self-esteem, self concept, insight, compassion
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