danse macabre - Hello Poetry

Jun 2016

Musfiq us shaleheen

~~
This is where the earth
There were piles of refuse time
Over millions of years
Wants to stand up

Walk the walk where the stand
Hundreds of thousands of
Light-years away
My friend, the North Star
Of his many friends
Lost in the pit of time

Mother's hair grew gray
All sides of the wall
Of the house has broken
Rust is over the grills of window
Said goodbye to dreams

White childhood,
Blue adolescence,
The red color of youth,
Instead of
Bruises under the eyes
Sending love to the jail
My friend is now hanging
within four frames of the wall

This is where the earth
Everything turns to be
A graveyard
Gray ash color valley
On that
History's foot print
will be exist

Nobody did not come back
The sun may never
rise again
Love is beneath
the silent dark of trash
All the truths will be turned
into devour
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen

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#truth #life #death #time #dark #romantic

Jun 2016

SøułSurvivør

Islands of Remembrance

-

in
my mind
I soar in flight
to the islands
of the light
in between is
blackest night
my heart's eyes
have second sight
on I fly in
mem'rys
kite

                islands
                        emerge
                             from numdness' mist
                                   there flowers spring
                                  remembered bliss
                       perfumed air
             a lover's kiss
out of an ocean
dark bruising fist
there lies the
Scylla
and

Charybdis

                          the
                                seas are
               stormy
charcoal
black
                suffering
and
           hunger's
lack

but within
the sparkling isles!
treasures
for a little
child...

a mother
with her little girl
takes her to
             another world
                 through reading stories
                                  thus
                           unfurled

a
time of
triumph.
awards at school
breezes blowing
               soft and cool

thru
time
the sands of
beaches sift
a race is won
                your feet
            are swift
these memories
are such

a

gift

               on such
           a beach
         my feet touch down
Christmas' sights
and laughter's
            sounds
                           I am safely

                on

      the

ground

SoulSurvivor
(C) 6/5/2016

I intended the format to look like some Islands. I think I succeeded.

I try to remember the happy times in my life. They are great holes in my memory though. And memories that I would rather put behind me. Through Jesus Christ that's what I do. I try to live a life of peace and forgiveness.

Hope you all are having a great day!
I am feeling better and I thank you for your prayers!

-

#love #life #god #darkness #light #memory #jesus #fighting #storms #survivor

May 2016

Lucrezia M N

Songs

I only know the songs I love the most,
they can tell what life can be like,
not me, not making a living by living it.

I'll never write lines as good as those,
not saying better what's on my mind
or singing like it's worth it a listening.

Seldom other needs can juxtapose,
by any means I can't say much sometime,
but music finds me telling everything

for me, to me, for their soulful notes
whatsoever chord they could strike
the right ones in time will be moving me
magically...

Music is the most magical and wonderful thing to me ... as much as Poetry when it comes to lyrics, but with the little plus of sounds...
I think my strongest knowledge is about the songs I love... They're my certainties that nobody can take away from me... they are the only ones I know, actually...

#poem #feelings #poetry #life #music #soul #know #meaning #songs

May 2016

Sjr1000

Defining Love

We started a conversation
Many years ago
It never really ended
There was always
More to go.

It's in our conversation
It's in the eyes we both behold
Whole world's inside
Our conversation
They just continue to unfold.

Some may call it love
Some may call it
Talk talk talk
We started a conversation
And until it's ended
I have no where else to go.

Landscapes
may change
Friends and names
may come and go
Children
Ourselves
We all grow old.

Conversation
Our connection
Started many years ago
It never really ended
There is always
more to go.

The mountains
have called us
The ocean too
It's on these walks
I talk with you

One more conversation
And maybe we'll be through
But first I know
I will be listening to you

We started a conversation
Many years ago
It never really ended
There is still always more to go.

May 2016

Kara Jean

Let it all flow

I see the purpose now
Those who use insecurities
Those who are condescending
They only put fear into their coffee
A fear that someone will see the world's opportunity
Bitterness has never been fact nor reality
Their statements will never be anymore, always less stability
Turn their sentences into silence and keep smiling
Never let someone's weakness destroy your happy

May 2016

GaryFairy

further below

the dark circles under my eyes
are the windows to my soul
i drop to my knees and cry to the sky
Lord help me out of this hole

i try fighting my own demise
starting to lose all control
when God denies my desperate cries
i only fall further below

pray for me

#life #pain #lost #torment #torture #losthope