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 Apr 2018
Lahkeesha Ghastin
She sits rather still, stitching her loom
shackled and bound to the whispering room
While the walls shutter speeches
she slouches then reaches,
her stitching resumed.

Threads of silk pool in spools
cast to the floor
Hushing the voices
as they pour

the voices repeat their crippling phrase
dancing the space
bound to their maze
Not sure. I've been editing it for awhile and I give up.
 Apr 2018
laura
Spent all my money on comfy camo clothes
Diors and Docs
and none of them have pockets
for you

would’ve spent it trying to get to you, get me out the friendzone
but i’m good, the gleam
of spring rain incites the wetness
and half drear to outshine

but i’m doing me and making each day
mine
8)
 Apr 2018
Star BG
Hinting at the idea of what I couldn’t put into words
There was this chance of salvation,
this ticket out
I breathed into moment
seizing opportunity to merge with dreams
as glimmer of hope anchored
holding fast to my self,
I fell into destiny and
emerged on a path of my making
Light surrounded as etheric wings grew
I was home in my own thoughts
for the first time in my life
Nothing could stop me now
as my consciousness exploded
with thoughts of new beginnings
Every movement rippled throughout eternity
and reverberated back to me
I was instantly connected to everything in existence
My heart expanded playing joyfully like birds
My breath merged with Mother Earth
Love penetrated every cell in body
until peace and freedom was mine
I merged with the universe
Grateful for my dreams fulfilled
That, which could not be put into words.
That is the magnificent beast
you see before you today:
A GIFT TO THE UNIVERSE.
Co written WITH the great Reggie THANKS
 Apr 2018
Ashly Kocher
Pain
Is
Temporary

Love
Is
Always
 Apr 2018
Lyda M Sourne
I scrub and I scrub
The stains won't go
They stain the sink

The water washes it away
It spirals down the drain
The stain still stays

My hands are raw
But I see no point in bleeding
It still stains the sink
 Apr 2018
Mary-Eliz
Every time
I think I'll stop

I'm not getting
through to you

Every time
I think it's useless

that I'm talking
till I'm blue

Every time
I bite my tongue

and want my song
unsung

Every time
I think that I'm insane

I open up
and words fall out again
 Apr 2018
April
Don’t you worry darling,
Now’s not the time for fears;
Don’t you fret my darling,
For I will dry your tears.

Though the world may crumble ‘round us
And though the sky may fall,
Don’t be sad my darling,
For I’m not sad at all.

You’re all I ever wished for
And all I’ve ever loved,
You are my joy, my guiding light,
My sun in skies above.

So now that shadows threaten,
I’ll be your light in turn,
And if the world is ending,
Together we will burn.
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