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over death we ponder too much
or none at all
but not upon the landmark most difficult to touch

living life well.

am i living my life well?

no, money can't help achieve
nor a good career of success

you know it too well not to believe
they do any better than robbing happiness.

then is it a nice wife and a loving family
kids to hug, comfort you generously?

no, not really, they still aren't enough to ensure
fullness of life as may only briefly endure.

then what is it that makes life lived well

a good sleep to tide the night
a roof over to dwell?

doing just what you like or minding the other's wish
let your desires run wild or hold them under leash?

to me it's a mystery getting answer to which I fail
the parameters of a life, having lived thoroughly well.

but over time I've realized, deep in, its echoes ring,

living life well has a lot to do
with being contented with smallest thing.
 Jun 2015
brandon nagley
Tis funny
Is it not?
How us mad poets can splurge one minute on how wonderful
Our life is,
And the next we canst wait to die!!!
Silly poets we are indeed!!
What a life!!

Its as if we're all a bunch of manic depressive bipolar's/******'s in one mad yet beautiful symphony!!!
 Jun 2015
Rockie
Seasons change, babe,
Get your winter coat on,
The weather isn't going to bend at your command,
The summer sun hates your weak shine,
The autumn moon despises your crescent smile,
And seasons differ, honey,
Get your head on straight,
Pumpkins are gonna leer,
Get over it, dear,
And snow is gonna fall,
So wrap up, darling, in your knitted shawl,
Seasons change, babe,
Nothings gonna change for you,
Oh, nothing is gonna change,
Seasons are obviously not for you,
Wait for spring, love,
'Coz when push turns to pull,
You'll want to leave seasons behind,
Changing,
Changing forever in your midst.
 Jun 2015
SøułSurvivør
i


the
weak mountain
sent it's pale blue streaks
into the river
she accepted by
sneaking them
to their
final breath
in
the
sea


ii


fire
two years
of drought
tear
the source of rain
in twain
the water witches dance like
dervishs turn and toss
for the wine
on

your


table


iii


the fabrics
of the other side
slashed by
a single syllable of
lightning
the clouds cover
the

abashed

face

of

Venus



iiii


press
the world's
face to the glass
and all it sees
is a mirror
an enormous eye
staring
toward
God
his blue muscles ripple
the tsunami spoils
for a fight
the

golden

spires

engulfed in

wet

flame


soulsurvivor
(c) 6/4/2015
nature takes by force
what is not given

resistance is futile
all the works of man
are as bacterium to a
Tyrantesaurus Rex

---
 Jun 2015
Ignatius Hosiana
I'm sorry I thought it was a game
I'm sorry I played with your pain
I'm sorry you mistook me for him
I'm sorry I have no chance to explain
It's all I can, not even once I swear on my soul
Could I imagine being mistaken for Paul
Someone mistook me for her husband, I mistook it for a game :((
 Jun 2015
SøułSurvivør
---{6 word}---


**Creativity sold to the highest bidder
And the dead get none of the money

---/@\---
We've got bigger heads but narrower minds.
Why there is always a boundary between our heart and mind?

©IGMS
China | war| Philippines

It is just a piece of a land

Why not sharing instead of battling?
 Jun 2015
Danny Mak
We are all dying.

You are no special case.
© Danny Mak 2015
 Jun 2015
SøułSurvivør
Le-YAND-de-ska nor E' des ke'

Noor-eil-to-DOE-do keel EH DOOR TE'

Te' oor! Te' OOR! Ma-OOR-de-te'!

Keel-oo-de SKA noor ahn de' TAH- de'

Pooh-EH-nes-yel-ta-do

Ne-EST-TA DE' ?!!!


Le-END-de-SKA noor E'ND de TAH-de


~~~♡< TRANSLATION >♡~~~


I am the Lord Jesus Christ.
I am using this weak vessel to speak.
She is afraid of your
judgement
but more concerned about
doing My Father's will

I LOVE YOU!

DO YOU NOT KNOW THAT?!!!

I LOVE YOU !!!
Though you do not hear

Be still. Listen.
And know that I am
GOD
I'm very much afraid
of course. I'm
SHAKING TO THE
CORE OF MY BEING!!!

But this is my prayer language
and the Lord wanted me to
share this with you.

I both speak and interpret
tounges
I have a great gift, for I
CAN INTERPRET MY OWN

This is from my
HEART SOUL and SPIRIT
 Jun 2015
SøułSurvivør
---@-@---

Not telling those you love
THE TRUTH
is like

STRIKING THEM BLIND



SoulSirvivor
(C) 6/3/2015
Think about it.

---@-@---
 Jun 2015
Mike Hauser
Could somebody answer the phone
Could someone unlock the door
At this very moment I'm splayed out
All over the living room floor

Which I now find rather ironic
Since I no longer am one of the living
If this is all some silly joke
There must be something I'm missing

I think that I left a note
Pretty sure I wrote it in red
Still there's a few things I wish I'd thought of
Before putting the gun to my head

Like how will this affect my loved ones
Will they place the blame on themselves
Will their remaining years here on earth
Be that of a living hell

And who out of all of my family
Is going to clean up this mess
Will it be my little sister
Or will it be my mom and my dad

As  I lay here in this ****** madness
Where the body and the gun both fell
No one the wiser is laughing
At this joke that I pulled on myself
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