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 Feb 2018
keepsake7
D
     e
          e
               p into the darkness
Romancing the fears bubbling up inside
I danced with my demons
And sing with the beast under my bed
I swallow my pills like m&ms
And chatted with the voices in my head
The mirror show me everything i hid
And i forgot when i dissappe
 Feb 2018
Tina RSH
No this wasn't platonic, white and placid
Made out of crimson cherries and blueberries 
It was amplifying, reddish, corrosive as acid 
I couldn't move my jaw, or breathe; I choked 
Like breathing was an illusion I saw before my eye
No! This didn't go away with time.
It resided, very well groomed in my heart 
Oh closely! Listen! Can you hear it beat?
And thump, and pound and pound and pound!
No it wasn't an aimless seed planted perfect 
It was an explosive, a bomb you say! 
What has this world got against my heart? 
It cracked, held still and shattered, by sudden?
No! Well rehearsed plots, undergoing attacks. 
And words came bursting out, 
And blood flooded my mouth 
And specked your charming face . 
And I fell...
Into your arms, you ask?
No! Onto the ground..
Onto the solid ground that kept me company. 
You left, my dear! 
Knowing not! Knowing not! 
How my craze is a realm of love 
And a touch of reality...
Tina RSH ©
 Feb 2018
unnamed
it's been two months,
yet not a day has gone by without me thinking of you.

you were an angel that had gotten lost and fell on earth.

the angel that none of us deserved,
but needed.

through your beautiful lyrics,
you touched our hearts
and brought fixed our shattered hearts.

you were always so happy,
but you were unhappy

no one noticed your pain,
your screams for help,
your screams for someone to just tell you
that you did an amazing job.

and two months ago,
you found your way back home.
and you brought us the pearl aqua green moon.
i hope you're happy, my dearest rolemodel.
you did well. you did amazing.
 Feb 2018
Selcæiös
//I swear I just have the same subconcious pattern every time with just waiting when I'm bordering extinction --
like maybe on someone throwing a lifesaver ?

I'm literally someone's-accidental-bumping away from
falling off this escarpment,
A selcouth flower-drenched meadow just last week,
now all-of-the-sudden barren and pretty grim plateau


On the edge of extinction,
Do you retreat, or put up your last fight?


I feel an urge to dismiss all and jump off the edge.
Besides, Extinction is probably the name of our parellel realm.
and they probabaly say
"be careful! you're on the edge of Reality."//


But that’s just a lone-sweet picturesque visualization from my esteemed friend, Imagination.
Sadly, yes, everything just mentioned was just daydreams occuring while sparking others’ sangfroid.


So when this little Miss Cure-Chaser
finally gets a breath-

n it’s honestly usually more like half;
I realize that I just gave out the last drop
of my spirit’s nature to a stranger

when I realize this,
I also see that
no one paid heed to
the healer in need of healing
bastardized by the Real-Life
Nightmare of Californication

I forget the grace
residing in my survival;
When I’m all dished out,
When healing’s lost my fervor,
Scorching my lovely Fylgja.
Meanwhile my soul’s alongside
taking it’s toll, it’s Californication.

I throw on my once-was, back of the closet
Hot Mess resolution
a Way-Too-Tight black dress
And a shoe-like lace up back.
I turn to the mirror, and as I wink I say **** it.
It’s Californication,
and I’m its ******* Counterrevolution.
my superpower's in that dress.
 Feb 2018
ryn
I gambled away the sun.

Because the moon
had offered more.

I staked my heart and life.

Because of stories told
and fantastical lore.
 Feb 2018
Thomas P Owens Sr
what is love
in a world that's dying
what is joy
in a world so trying
what is truth
in a world where lying
is an art form

what is faith
in a world so blind
what is hope
in a world unkind
what are dreams
in a world where mind
is unexplored

what is peace
in a world unfed
what is poetry
in a world unread
what is living
in a world who's bed
has already been made
not a good day
 Feb 2018
Sarita Aditya Verma
Love is abstract, so it attracts.
One feeling, universal  to all living beings

Plants, loved and nurtured, swing and sway to the music played
Holding roots, withstanding storms
Going lush green when truly loved
Bearing nuts and berries or flowers in bloom
What a sight to behold

Animals, you feed them, pets or non pets
They follow you everywhere
Wanting to be loved and giving back even more
Love that is

Humans, blessed of all the beings,
We can express  ourselves through thoughts and words
Love we receive from and reciprocate to
Parents siblings spouse children friends and all fellow beings

It's true that some barren fields do not yield
Should it stop one from looking beyond
There are greener pastures waiting to be found
God's ways and love is profound

If I could, I would be a floating pontoon to the many lost souls
Bridging their path and holding them together
Till eternity
Coz love in abundance I have found
Have shared this earlier.
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