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 Nov 2015
Kevin Rich
multiple universes appear like flowers
budding as if stuck in perpetual springtime
pollinating the perception of a passerby
bulbous lives floating along a breeze
ear buds plugged  to silence the scream
a dissonant chorus of opposing beliefs
 Nov 2015
Sarah Oh
We
We're the kind of mess people see as art
We have flaws people see as curves and edges
We have scars that remind people of our defeat, pain and struggles
We're a map of everything we've been through
 Nov 2015
Gareth
Are you Free

Down trodden
Wrinkled
Unkept hair
Skin of leather
Cheap ***** on the air

Are you Free ?

Wake up in the Morning to a predefined time
Goodbye honey 
Breakfast this morning , I have to decline 
To my job , I must go
For wages to earn
For things we don't need
This cash we must burn

Are you Free ?
 Nov 2015
Harmony
For yet another autumn marking a new cycle
Foliage that once decked the tall oak and maple
Downed in breeze, embracing mother's *****
Delighted earth  sense their tender embrace

For man that owned the trees with foliage
Man of might thinks of getting his gadget
To gather the lovely but messy leaves
To bag them and send them out of sight

Tedious is the task in the cool brisk air
For he knows not what they spake to him
Had he just listened, he would forget himself
In their language of love and acceptance

Alas the split between two worlds ripping
At the heart of man and  his foothold
Will one you let go and let the other be
Without having to lose the love between all

It is for that day that I long for
I die here having nothing to eat
For I know not how to survive
Having lost in thoughts of earth and man

Will I wither like the leaf and be happy
to be laid down on my earth's *****
when my time is here to embrace
Mine own mother from whom I came

Dust into flesh and blood was formed
To be human with veins and vessels
Muscles and movements
Mind and brain that took me far

Far from presence and the present
Far into the wilderness  of human jungle
Rather than be here and the now
Rather than be with my mother and yours

To be reborn or to be put to rest
Unconcerned of what may come next
For having complete trust it is for best
So let it all be in the breath of the moment
 Nov 2015
Theresa Marie
how long will you be invincible
pertaining to feelings far too visceral
toxic tears stain glass faces
glass hearts shatter leaving no traces

and how long will you stay asleep
lie after lie, how many secrets will you keep
so close to death but you can't wake up
a car crash was never enough

mindful of the people you manipulate
become in tune with the words you articulate
bent to their knees, bent to your whim
everything thing they do, they do it for him

the boy is a mastermind
no concept of time
his vision blurred his head spun
I know now why it hurts to stare at the sun
open your ******* eyes
 Nov 2015
GaryFairy
God bless the brittle ones
they have no anger, they have no guns
God bless the little ones
they are daughters, they are sons

God save them from our fate
they are new to the human traits
God save them from the wait
Lord take them straight to the gates

God bless the rising dawn
it's a new day for living on
God bless who's already gone
they are daughters, they are sons

God save them from our hate
they are new to these fateful straits
God save them from our weight
Lord take them straight to the gates
 Nov 2015
Mel Little
It's been a long time since I looked in the mirror and didn't see a stranger.
A long time since "you're beautiful" wasn't met with an instant shake of the head and a laugh.
I don't think he realizes what he's done to me.
While I was busy holding myself together with duct tape and glue, he was learning to stitch his own heart.
And our scars are reminders not of what horror we went through, but that we can make it through anything.
I'm not going to lie, I'm still a mess.
But he's helping me sweep up my broken pieces and catalog what caused the brokenness to begin with.
And as afraid as I am that failure is imminent,
His arms feel like a place I could call home for a long, long time.
 Nov 2015
Pax
I feel like crying
some few tears will do
to wash away the dark
cloud I harbor
At my back.

sometimes I needed this, to be able to stay strong and stay on track through life. I remember last year, how I cried out my life's worries, now seems like its field up somehow. Its good to cry you know, I cry it out, alone in my quarters. I don't mind as long as it relieves me afterwards, then I am okay.
 Nov 2015
Pax

Heart is blind without the mind to imagine
Yet the Heart is alive and it beats that speaks our soul
Heart does not function alone
But it's the Center of it all.

Our mind unites the five senses
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The mind process what it hears
The mind creates what it sees
The mind evaluates what it smells
The mind appraises what it tastes
The mind senses whatever the body touches
The mind is only a machine without its core.
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Heart and Mind connect
Because it's the most important to protect
It's a bond that is part of us ever since we were born
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                                                    It beats our fear
                                                     It beats our pain
                                                     It beats our sorrow
Our heart is our soul                    It beats our excitement
Where emotions are stored          It beats our pleasure
                                                     It beats our passion
                                                     It beats our love
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It speaks in silence
The mind only speaks what the heart tells
They communicate with a language that is unknown

The mind is neither good nor evil
But the heart is capable of being good or evil
The heart is capable of anything that speaks our nature
Even if your heart is dark as the darkest night
Another heart will give flame to start a light
A flame that will serve as light in your darkest night
This is how I perceived the mind and heart on how they work.

see the link below on how was it inspired.
http://willyampax.deviantart.com/art/Heart-isn-t-Alone-296733115

thank you so much for reading.
 Nov 2015
Pax
I tried to stop being depress,
and start making friends.
But then…
I build too many walls,
Just to hide my flaws
always fearing they’ll crumble.
And...
In the end I can’t stop my thoughts
when I’m alone, reoccurring questions it sought.
Burdens comes falling,
Rushing like the tide, washing
pushing away
the happy mask
I wore.
I haven't been writing much as of late. Maybe because like the first two lines said. Yes, I did make some friends and bond with them. It's great being able to joke around and laugh here and there... But I know deep down I still built too many walls, they can't see what's there, Perhaps I am too good in wearing this mask, that some people didn't see what's lurking behind it.
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