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 May 2018
Amanda Kay Burke
You were a dark splash of rain
Looking for laughter to brighten cloudy skies
I was an innocent ray of sunshine
You dimmed my light with your haunting eyes
You have a way of doing that to everyone who gets too close to your storm.
 May 2018
Orange Rose
I wear a muzzle 'round my mouth,
To keep my words from falling.
My padded heart is bound in chains,
To keep my soul from calling.

My ears are deafened by the sound,
Of ten-thousand people lying.
My eyes are blinded and covered with cloth,
So I do not know I'm crying.

My arms and legs are tied together,
To hinder my escape.
They sing a siren's lullaby,
To be sure I never wake.

And though everything is soft and still,
And I feel like I am sinking,
My mind is loud with angry shouts.
They cannot stop me thinking.
 May 2018
Orange Rose
I stumble in the blinding dark.
I cannot see a single mark,
Of light, of rock, of man or beast.
It seems the night will have its feast.
When suddenly a glowing light,
Emits from somewhere out of sight.

I stagger toward it, unaware,
Of a sudden thinness in the air.

A cave now seems to beckon me,
And as I enter, all I see,
Are crystals shining like the sun.
Like broken mirrors, dull are none.
My fear now seems to melt away,
And false safety is here to stay.

For suddenly I feel safe and sound,
Though I'm miles and miles below the ground.
 May 2018
Antonyme
A trigger, gleaming in the black light
Pulled, for the sake of many,
though, not for all
Something clicked inside,
lost in the fire of arms
A sound of silence.
Explosions rock the field
my eyes lock with the hunt,
my bullet flying straight and true
nothing touches as it flies,
His eyes flit to mine,
blood drenched shirt;
shining scarlet.

He falls.

His thoughts cutting a deep trench in my mind
children...family...love.....
all lost in the sound of silence
His body lies forgotten
lingering like the falling smoke
to be brushed away to the sky

My gun still cocked,
safety still down.
A needle, trailing a thread
stringing up the souls of the dead.
Never forgotten

The sound of silence

Ringing,
through the sky
Dedicated to the veterans who served and who fell.
May their souls rest in peace
 May 2018
Sparkle in Wisdom
Happy Mother's Day*

The day a child is born a mother is born,
The mother is as new as the child,
The mother grows with child,
The mother learns with child,

And mother MOTHERS the child...

The day the mother is born a fighter is born.

She can fight, lie, cheat, sacrifice, ****, beg, for the needs of the child.

No one should question MOTHER... Because when a lady is mother she is everything a CHILD WANTS...
but not always what SOCIETY WANTS.

Sparkle in Wisdom
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Trying again.. :)
 May 2018
Cinzia
It was an arbitrary day
at the arboretum
the ferns were all wondering why
a rash of rogue rhododendrons
were roughing up the azaleas
while mighty magnolias stood meekly by

A patch of tiny cyclamen giggled girlishly
while witch hazels waved green wands
and the willows wrung their hands
and wept and wept
'cause they knew what was really going on
Oddly this had been deleted. Not by me! Hacked?
 May 2018
Surbhi Dadhich
I remember those drowsy days
Veiled with rampageousness
When you lodged next to my door
For just a fortnight in that fussed room
When you were the killer
And I ..an unrehearsed detective
When you were the beauty
And I...the monstrous beast
Sheepish daunting crass cacophony
The neighbours reported of our peculiar phrases
But fortnight brought feud
Cause you were still unattached
Unrecognized to someone
Who always looked up to you
In spite of your diaspproval
For your grand arrival...
Come let us shake off our heavy clothes
down by the river where no one goes
fears will be falling like dominoes
where this is leading no one knows.

Swim with the fish and the dragonflies
clouds are reflecting in your blue eyes
swim against the tide, we can only try
evening will come to pass by and by.

Come let us join up our weary hands
tell tales of treasure and foreign lands
here in the water we'll play our parts
leading the charge with our beating hearts.

Come let us shake off our heavy clothes
down by the river where no one goes
fears will be falling like dominoes
where this is leading no one knows.
 May 2018
Noone
I don't know if god really exists
I m starting to lose my faith now
For so long, I have been crying for help
But it seems like he has gone deaf

Maybe this is it for me,
I have reached my breaking point,
Should I use a blade or a rope?
Maybe the jump of death?

But no I want it easy way
I don't have the guts to do it
Maybe I should ask someone else?
To do me this favor?
Free me from this hell....
I m not suicidal. But sometimes, you feel like you have just had enough and you just want to disappear.
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