A Poem A Day Keeps The Demons At Bay

Aug 2018

Poetic T

Beyond the throws of gravities
                     memories swinging.

Collecting  views of
                           sorrowful glances.

Swinging, a hangman
                          regretful essences.

But never once feeling the noose
                   tighten, tears hang here.

#sorrow #above #below #essence #gravities #26w

Aug 2018

Poetic T

Seedlings Yearn For The Unreachable

Swollen branches arched
              downwards
               towards the new born
                                   seedlings..

Opening there branches to
          let them flourish on
           the open skies
beyond there yearning grasps

25 words

#25words #nature #young #age #grasp

Aug 2018

Poetic T

A Single Raindrop

Woven patches of grey,
hues slow in momentum.
Tattered gaps letting through
              gleams of radiance.

But in motion do the faults
get sewn in silver linings.
And this blanket
             mesmerising below.

Then the lonely flower opens
       its petals, reaching towards
the patch work of loving greys
                 yearning for a touch.

A singular drop falls, taking its
                   time to meet below.
So far has it descended to gently
              caress her wilting petals.

Replenished dew drops hang from
                         now pristine colours.
It waves in the subtle breeze,
      swaying in a dance of gratitude.

its amazing what a little kindness can give to others.

#flower #help #silver #raindrop #touch #descend

Aug 2018

Paul Hardwick

Note to self.

What can a friend say?
are you a friend?
you know I am
then why do you ask?
I ask lots of things
why do you tell me nothing?
nothing seemed right
what can a friend ask?
anything I keep nothing from you
then don't ask!
I'm sorry did not mean to **** you off!
you know this never works out so why?
just taking a note
about what?
do you really need to know?
you know I should
why you will only write it down?

Love P@ul. ***.

Aug 2018

devante moore

Alter ego

I don’t smoke
It’s uncool to choke
And it would probably calm me down
But I like being angry
And I like being down
Trying to pick my words carefully
But I have no filter
So it all flows out of me carefree
And steadily like a stream
Whatever pops in my head
I say it
And I meant it
I’m burden with foul language
When someone flips my switch
And I lose my ****
Deep breathes
1.2.3
Can’t let this loneliness get to me
It just might cause insanity
I’m ok
My persona
Is just a loner
I guess this is just me though
But the person who’s talking
Is my alter ego

Aug 2018

devante moore

Never welcomed

Sometimes I wonder
Why I bunkered down in a den full of wolves
Being the only sheep
And hoping
Their belly’s are to full of raw meat
For them to worry about devouring me
Multiple chances
I’ve had to escape
But I was never the type to flock to my own
Or crowd up like sheep
Being lead in a herd is just not me
And I always felt as if I was never welcomed

Jul 2018

Paul Hardwick

S U N.

Burns like hell
more than 20 atomic bombs
licking my sink
leaving dead sink sweet burns all over my arms
flaking off falling around me
into my dinner and tea
thank god I don't do drugs
soon a nuclear winter
will come to pass
turning us all blue

Man, I love summer.
and the new soon blue you
not that you talk much now
you never want to get up
in the new air so blue
you're missing
the freezing air
in your lungs

Summer Holidays are us.

With love so much love P@ul.

Jul 2018

Poetic T

Limitations of normality

Our forward motion is only
        Contradicted by the backward
Thoughts that trip us over on the
Journey of what should be strides.

But we must learn to face the
      Deductions that minus every
Second motion. Limiting us to normality.

                      Where born to be more.

So never let ourselves be
         Testament to others regression.
  We will always step beyond the safety
          of ourselves and fall like petals.

Jul 2018

devante moore

Ego

You’ll never find another like me
And that’s not me stroking my ego
Because I know
I’ll never find anyone
That drove me crazy like you

Jul 2018

Dhia Awanis

Artificial Feelings

If a stargazer falls in love with you, every stars and asterisks she found will be named after you, and she will find out how the constellations link up just to construct your jawline

If a traveler falls in love with you, every journey she'd make will not take her further, because her maps and compass will always lead her towards you

If a scientist falls in love with you, she will compound a formula so the chemistry and bound between you two will never have to expire

If a musician falls in love with you, your name will become refrain and echoes in every songs she composed, while the birds will be singing to it on the first day of Spring

If an artist falls in love with you, she will potray you in every paintings; of you sipping a coffee or even sleeping in the middle of late night conversations

If an astronaut falls in love with you, God, she will fall for you like the Earth does for gravity

If a poet falls in love with you, her poems and poetry will be made of your heartbeat and the stain of your lips

but,

If a writer falls in love with you, you'll become eternal; as when your body returns to dust, she will turn you into paragraphs and sentences that live for decades

#art #feelings

Jul 2018

Dhia Awanis

Ruins of The Past

I couldn’t help myself but longing for your existence
It felt strange to have my body wrapped and my back rubbed by someone that is not you
It felt unfamiliar not to hear you talk about the weather and the sky after you question my day
It felt odd to feel the stain of coffee left on his lips—because it ain’t the one you used to sip

I couldn’t help myself but wonder about the probability of us
Tell me that being stucked in traffic jam doesn’t make you wish you were spending it with me
Tell me that your feet don’t dance to Ella Fitzgerald and suddenly missing the tip of my toes on top of them
Tell me that when you look at her face, you don’t search even an ounce of my warmth there

I couldn't help myself but pleading for your mercy
Forgive me that I almost forget the way your laughter sounds or the way you sigh when you feel hopeless;
or the transition in your voice when you get mad but choose not to show it
or how your fingers fit the spaces between mine perfectly—and God, do I miss them

#love #lost #sad #longing

Jul 2018

Dhia Awanis

Gypsy Heart

She disinterested in small talks outside the park
Instead, she craves for late-night confessions
sparing chapters in life that you both don't read out loud

She doesn't favor going to a fancy anniversary dinner
Instead, she thrives for adventures and long road-trip journey
without any maps or compass just so you can get lost together

She hates pop music everyone is singing along on radio
Instead, she's crazy about folks and indie no one heard before
and you will find a lot of vinyls in her room instead of discs

She doesn't want drizzle or light breeze
Instead, she wants a ******* hurricane and tsunami
that will wreck her apart and drown her soul

She won't settle for something ordinary or less than what she deserves

#wanderer #romance