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 Jan 2021
Påłpëbŕå
Dear Reader,

If you're still reading
this isn't poetry
must I tell you this
nor it is highly literary,
these thoughts
that I'm trying
to put into words
are born from crying
for the past hour
so **** silently
that no one could hear
how I suffer violently.
The point of this is
to tell you that
if any of you has
ever had:-
a starved stomach,
a broken heart,
an empty pocket,
a rough start,
a cheating spouse,
a failed attempt,
an abusive marriage,
a parent with contempt,
a chronic disease,
a severe accident,
a temper so short,
a frightening incident,
a bully so bad,
an addiction so strong,
a grief so shattering,
a relationship gone wrong,
a house too expensive,
a child you lost,
an unfulfilled dream,
an untrodden path of Frost,
a scar so ugly,
a few extra pounds,
a body too skinny,
a loved one inside the ground,
or anything/anyone that hurt you
putting you under depression's spell
I tell you,
that you've survived your own hell
so this makes you a hero
even if you're at level zero,
if you've got no one's care
I tell you, you're extremely rare.

Thanks For Reading.
I wrote this because I wanted someone to say this to me when I'd been crying, no one did.......so I thought- why wait for someone else when I've got myself?
 Jan 2021
John Destalo
how we survive
the changes

the formation
of a cloud

containing
multiple
universes

patterns of
yesterday

form new

versions of
tomorrow

everything is
protected by

sensors and rays
detecting our

emotions
how can we

believe or
be believed
 Jan 2021
Amanda Hawk
Chameleon, I change
Adapting, find myself
Lost in time
Or ever changing
I slip in quietly
Treat the hours as skins
And I am shedding
Every moment, reborn
Recreating myself
So definition
Never quite touches me
They're only dark clouds,
but could be omens
of soldiers marching
off to war,

ah
the thunderclaps of Odin
that echo through Valhalla
ringing in my ears,

only dark clouds blown along
the wind imagining
of things they used to be.
doodles
 Jan 2021
nico papayiannis
Away from dreams
Away from reality and its schemes
Far from the realm of irrational interpretation
Far faraway on an emotional diversion

Just for a day
To be a different way
Taste a different air
To have no reason
No reason to care

This noise that deafens
A noise obscure
The sound that softens
A peace so pure
The maddening crowd
Of this future is so loud
Incoherent , ignorant
And foolishly proud

Away from dreams
Falling apart at the seams
From tempest to tranquillity
From complex chaos to simplicity
 Jan 2021
gabby
wish i could take a glance
at the lands behind the sun;
are we indeed the lucky ones?

huge spheres and stars fail
to fill the biggest void of all,
yet people complete people
and love is methaphysical.

people invented death,
but some of us feel immortality,
not me, not you, but those
who got their name carved
in the sky of other blue dimensions.

how can we live
a life that was not lived before?
we cannot anymore.
we are just parts of the universal soul.
here i am. here you are. let's run.
 Jan 2021
Jason Michie
When I broke, it was not her fault

I broke myself upon her, like water on rock

The way a wave breaks itself, eternally at most

Thrashing wildly then crashing blindly, deluging distant coast

Great weight driven by moon, gravity, and tide

Powerless over it's course, fateful in it's dive

Rising restless from it's shifting sleep

Drowning itself dripping upon silent shores feet

Raining it's bulk down on sand and stone

Dragging itself back to dark depths, alone
© 01/01/2021 Jason R. Michie All Rights Reserved
 Jan 2021
NewFoundPoet
You speak to my heart,
In languages I never knew
Fingertips like velvet,
Tracing worlds into my skin
One touch set ablaze,
My weary soul
Oh what a solace,
To spend a lifetime searching for freedom
To find that freedom exists,
Within the confines of the smallest hands
And you… The unsayer of gray
You, speaker of colors and magic
The calm after the storm,
Promising the breath of a new morning
Safety found in a quiet smile,
A gentle squeeze
Eloquently you conduct harmonies,
Across my body
Plucking my every heart string,
A resonance warm and welcome
You speak to my heart,
In languages I never knew
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