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 Jun 2016
david mungoshi
there was a wild fig tree here
no other  tree stood near-by
on cosy sunny days we lay
under its spreading branches
watching birds chirp and peck
now only this gnarled stump
speaks of the memories  made
how do we choose to trade
a haven for this barrenness
and everywhere it's the same
we seem to like this sad game
of erasing familiar old places
and things from fond memory
 Jun 2016
Walter W Hoelbling
you feel it
when you clutch your wrist
before you cut

remember

it's your only one
 Jun 2016
NvrMnd
I am not a woman
No, not a man either
No flesh so keep shush
Crossing borderlines
Of love and hate

Through letters
Perfectly distorted
By motion of emotions
Spilling ink through papers
I am born free to wander

My body is a story
Of pain and pleasure
Slipping through time
Yet keep sailing away
From oblivion*

-I am a poem.
Lately I have this strange feeling of not being a human anymore.
I feel like my biological composition is fleeing and what's left are pure emotions.
And it's actually good, I can be anywhere, be anyone, genderless but still has an identity..
-Equality and Freedom-
 Jun 2016
Walter W Hoelbling
Some people know
how to surround themselves
with shields of rhetoric
appropriate to their time

they find believing followers
who take a while
till they are undeceived
and then grieve ever after
in somber disillusion

Some people know
how to excel
by crying 'wolf'
when all around
are only sheep
easily frightened
into trustful obligation

Some people build their lives
with shocking frankness
on the patience
of their fellow beings
claim for themselves
what they would not
concede to others

Some people!
 Jun 2016
Ann M Johnson
How many times have plans been carefully made
then drifted away when faced with the problems of
real life.
Contentment can be found when giving up on previous plans
and taking things one day at a time and living in the present moment.
After all, I don't know what joys or sorrows tomorrow will bring.
I am currently on a medical leave from school so I need to live in the moment and take life one day at a time.
 Jun 2016
NvrMnd
My body is a story
Of pain and pleasure
Slipping through time
Yet keep sailing away
From oblivion
the last stanza
 Jun 2016
Kara Jean
An eccentric free spirit
A major let down, no one understands the blunt sounds
A neighborhood built up by the ****** society, half naked puffed out chests
I'd rather pick my lilacs and dance to Joan Jett then deal with their meetings
I will celebrate my homemade life with a button stating,
"Save the wine who cares about the rest"
Freedom from the voices that screech
Yes I know you're  not quite sure what I'm saying
 Jun 2016
Marium Iqbal
Ripped off my training wheels.
Punctured my wheels.
Tore off the handles.

Hide and seek games.
Lost among the trees.
Never bothering to seek me.

Flying with my fairy wings.
Running with the magic stored in me.
Caught me and clipped me to the wall.

Witnessed me stack my lego blocks.
Kicked it down.
Crushing my castle.

Dancing with the sun.
Watched me sway off beat.
Burned my tutu to ashes.

The wind smiling with my superhero cape.
Locking you away.
But bad guys always break free.

Tag, you're it.
Chasing me away.
Falling every time I try to escape.

Drawing you Father's day cards.
Watched as you crumpled them up.
Tossing me away.
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