A Poem A Day Keeps The Demons At Bay

Mar 2018

SøułSurvivør

Nova

There's a star gone Nova
Blazing in its death
Somewhere there's a baby
Taking her first breath

There's a tree that's
just been felled
By a lightning bolt
It's burning
There's a man
Who loves a lass
Weeping for his yearning

There is a mountain rising up
Beneath the ocean's depths
There's a promise
That was made
Which was never kept

There's a storm
That's moving in
To quench a Raging Fire
There's woman who is old
Burning with desire

However viewed, the universe
Under Nature's Veil
Is very like your own true face
However wan and pale

The Parables, the metaphors
The things that poets speak
Are in the moon and sun and stars
We have only to seek

When our sun goes Nova
When all mountains fall
We will, at last, perceive our God

The Ruler of us all.

SøułSurvivør
(C) 3/5/2018

I am so sorry to have gone AWOL for so long. I have a lot of excuses, but none of them are sufficient. I want to spend a few days on this site so I can make up for lost time. I've been on Facebook way too much... It can be very addictive, and because of my health it's difficult for me to juggle social media. But I know a lot of my friends here don't put their poetry on Facebook. So I want to spend some days here to catch up with my poetic brothers and sisters. I've missed you terribly! Its 1:30 in the morning so I have to get some rest now. But I'll be back in the morning.

I really love you.

Mar 2018

Melissa S

Birthday Reflections

As another year comes back around
I'm older and wiser and ah yes more profound
I made the time for some self reflection
To remember everything that holds my affection..
Things that I will never forget
and things I will never neglect
v
v
Kisses so good and so deep
Hearing the sounds of little feet
Listening to the crickets and cicadas song
Watching as the bees buzz along
Feeling the warmth of the sun on my face
To always be thankful and say grace
Writing from within the heart
That words are powerful they are art
Always go outside and enjoy nature
Never judge anyone don't be a hater
Time is precious ....enjoy the little things
Don't feel stuck remember we all have wings ~~

My son recently told me Mom you're old as dirt
and I told him well God made dirt
and dirt don't hurt :)

Not getting older just getting better
My Birthday is not today but it is on Sunday

Mar 2018

Little Peony

brave love

i just want you to love me
fight for me
fight for everything that we could have
fight for the feeling
fight
fight
fight

:")
or maybe it just me?

or are u too tired to fall in love again?
afraid for what'll happen next?
afraid of the future?
afraid of me? :')

or is it me?

are you too tired to do matchy things with me?
too tired to get to know me deeper, again?
too tired to start over again?
too tired of these feelings?

i want you
you
you
you

to be honest,
yes, i'm too easy to fall in love
just give me your smile
care for me
and share your pain with me
i'll love you unconditionally

loving me is easy
loving you also the same

but maybe "fight for me"
would be hard for you

by seeing you love "easy" things
it made me realise that
everything that you want
is something "easy"

yes, i am difficult
yes, i got nothing to offer you
yes, i am dumb
yes, i am crazy
yes, i am such a loser
yes, i am "all the things you might want to throw away"

but loving you for me is also crazy

and i love crazy things

but i know you're not :')

it hurts so much when you simply lose to someone, physically & materially. sometimes what matter the most for the people is the "TITLE", right? ;')

Mar 2018

devante moore

Untitled

It’s rushing in
Already up to the dash
Drowning in the pain of my present
Future
And past
And I caused this crashed
Swerved off the road trying to dodge all of my issues
Trapped by the seatbelt, strapped to the seat
So tightly bonded by it
I can feel the blood filling into my cheeks
Even if I could move freely
The more the water rushes in
The will to live doesn’t seem to motivate me enough to try and escape
My head is all banged up
And the pain from the whiplash
Rings and gnaws in the back of my head like a migraine
Skull cracked like the bumper
Blood spills out
Like the water flooding in from the shattered glass
There’s no one riding shotgun
Except the issues
While the anger and pain
Rides in the back seat laughing and slapping hands
But they don’t shield me from the impact
Or stop the full force of the blow
I tried to hide my hurt
Maybe that’s why I ride alone
But you could see it clearly like the tire tracks in the dirt
I’ve always tried to convince myself pain is mental
And the more I didn’t think about it
It would all go away
But now that the water is all the way up to my neck
And breathing is a luxury I’ll soon forget
You can lie to yourself all you want but you can’t fool your own heart

Feb 2018

Poetic T

When Walls Are Stripped Bare

When the walls falter,
crumbling within
                  realities windows,
                                  shattered inwards
by the tears that are dwindling emotions.

There is no place to smuggle,
        to hide within hollow walls.
Because when everything falls
                               were all exposed.
And everything is but a shell revelled.

#walls #house #stripped #emotions #dwindling

Feb 2018

Poetic T

Static Crests Of White

The bleached headers collect on this
sea of silence, words collecting memories
                  of names now wilted and silent.

But we remember these crests of white frozen on
the fields of shattered dreams, dormant reminders
                           that not all names are still spoken.

Nerveless there are still waves of regrets
                  and honour for fallen impressions.
Buried beneath the sea of green, our future granted.

#soldiers #past #future #fought #honour

Feb 2018

devante moore

Closed doors

Don’t open locked doors to previous pain unless it’s a time travel machine that’s leads to the future,present or past

Feb 2018

Poetic T

Rumours Corrupted

Rumours fly like dead carcasses,
             infecting those who they land upon.

But no one realizes that they were bitten, corrupted
             burrowing beneath conscious thought.

Seeding the larvae of what would seed within
            the canals of corrupted reflections.

Never realising that every thought was laid
            well before they knew and hatched diseased.

#hatched #corrupted #rumours #life

Feb 2018

Poetic T

New Lessons From Younger Thoughts

A man of knowledge
can be learnt, even though taught.
For the teacher who
has forgotten there lessons,
Must learn new ways from the pupil..

#pupil #thought #lessons

Feb 2018

Pagan Paul

Elemental Haiku

.
Walk toward the North,
your foot falls on solid Earth,
be sure of your way.

Fly away off East,
you are floating on the Air,
be sure of your wings.

Take a trip down South,
you are playing with Fire,
be sure of your skills.

Swim far to the West,
the sun sets over calm Water,
be sure of your flow.

Stand within Yourself,
connect the inner Spirit,
be sure of all things.

© Pagan Paul (20/02/18)

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#poetry #haiku #elements #sure #philosophy

Feb 2018

devante moore

Poem #408

If we don’t deal with our hurts it will destroy our heart
So I’ve be told
But I’ve been hurting for so long
It has already corrupted my soul

Feb 2018

Sula Mabuza

I ENVY YOU

I envy you because you have both parents
But you mistreat them
I envy you because you were given a chance for education
But you bunk classes just to smoke drugs
I envy you because you have a roof over your head
But you choose to throw unauthorized parties
I envy you because you have something called a “room”
And yet you’ve turned it into a *** lounge
I envy you because you are fertile but you keep on taking abortions
I envy you because you have a high ***** count
But you mistreat your children
I envy you because you always have food on your plate
But then you complain on how it tastes bad and you throw it away
I envy you because you have a grand mother
Yet you say she lacks wisdom and is boring you with her endless fairytales
I envy you because you have clothes
Yet you complain and say you want ripped jeans and ripped t-shirts
I envy you because you still have your face and it isn’t ruined
But then you are busy destroying and covering it with makeup
I envy you because you’ve got a chance to celebrate Christmas
But you complain on how it always takes place at the same venue
I envy you because you do not know life
Yet you you walk around mocking people like you own the world
I envy you because you are not me

I WISH I HAD THE PRIVILEGES THAT YOU HAVE.

Feb 2018

Poetic T

Shell Of My Former Self

I was washed up on your shores
thinking you were serine blanket
                      that would caress me.

But you were more like a breeze
               gently eroding me before
I knew I was less than I was before.

You shaped me into a figure that
was useful eroding me inwards
             till I was a shell of my former self.

When I ever listened within,
     I only heard your voice washing
                           in waves seducing my mind.

#shell #seduced #gently #breeze