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 May 2014
Tiffanie Noel Doro
I am stronger than those nights
Stronger than that five year old girl-
That fifteen year old girl  
Stronger than a year ago
Than a month or even a week ago
Stronger than yesterday
This, I know, is factual
But that doesn't mean there will not be moments where memories run wild-
Rampant through my bones
Memories which cause my skeletal system to tremble
Memories where the images of which become almost unbearable

But I know,
They say some of the strongest people are the ones who suffer the most
Whatever that suffering may be
Blood still runs through their veins-
Still breathe in the same air as you and I
And they too will overcome

I will overcome
Time after time
Because I am a force on my own-
I am strong enough

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
Not my best but I didn't intend it to be. It was definitely necessary in order for me to let go of some weighted doubt I've been carrying around on my shoulders. Maybe it will give someone else the perspective do the same.
So nicely says Louise Mckay
in life's few years' span
she would love if someone may
give her one life's plan.

(in her words)

So what are the rules and guidelines?
This I really need to learn
There should be a detailed manual
to guide us through twists and turns

How do we really prepare?
Can't we just follow certain steps?
We do it all the time
but I haven't seen the manual yet!

I know this may sound so strange
but I like to get things right
I want to always be prepared
for those things, not yet in sight


Strangely Louise there's no one plan
that can give us guidance
so diverse is the human clan
traveling the same distance.

Sadly no guide from where we learn
know our acts lead us which way
how to sail through twist and turn
find us a brighter next day.

The morrow lying hidden darkly there
may be rosy or with thorny spike
it can be green or aridly bare
a morrow we may like dislike.

Life would have been so horribly dull
if what lies at next bend was known
Time had not made a blocking wall
let all our futures be shown!
Thank you poet Louise Mckay for the inspiration and the input.
Please read this poem at http://hellopoetry.com/poem/686984/life-manual/
 May 2014
betterdays
o, come let us go....
to where the sidewalk ends
and verdant green grass beckons....

lets us dust the cement shimmer,
from our soul
and swim in water's clear,crystal, cleansing blue.

we will turn our back
to the city,
with it's loud
demanding voice
and listen for the whisper
of god's natural voice

as he speaks, in the wind, through the trees and
as he murmur's love, via the song of the bee's

we will forget,
the colour grey, and remember, the glory of
the rainbows spectrum.

we will shed,
our adult snakeskins
and become
the innocence of our
child within.

so come with me... i pray,
to where the sidewalk ends

hold my hand.. it will be grand.
as we step off.....
into the long forgotten land.
 Apr 2014
Mike Hauser
I hope it is you know
That you are beautiful
There's an air about you
That sets off a certain glow
Like a painting hanging on display
A wonderful piece of art
I hope it is you know
How beautiful you are

I wanted you to know
So I jotted down this note
Out of all the wonders in this world
It's you that's beautiful
There is only one of you
After that God broke the mold
Because your so beautiful
I thought you should be told

You are beautiful
But you are not alone
All the women of the world
Share beauty as their home
Age is not a factor
From the young to the old
You are woman and you shine
For you are beautiful
This goes out to all women no matter age, size, race, color, or creed. To me your all beautiful!
 Apr 2014
Tim Emminger
Sitting on the swing in my yard
Looking out past the fence line a far
Past the trees and the rolling hills
My mind starts wandering; its own free will
Everything is peaceful, when you let your mind go free

People get hung up on things
They get mad and are angered about nothing
Right in front of them is a beautiful flower
Just waiting for them to smell it and
let their problem wash away like dirt in a shower
Everything is peaceful, when you let your mind go free

Now before you lash out with your viper tongue
Ask yourself do you really want to hurt someone
If you have done something to cause someone pain
Do whatever you can to make it right again
Everything is peaceful, when you let your mind go free
 Apr 2014
mahea
grabbing the shovel of regret
you excavate the soft soil of the calm earth
that was once so fertile and perfect

piercing it's peace and purity
only left with the fragile remnants of dirt
that have instantly crumbled to pieces

you dig yourself deeper into the hole
the hands of loved ones reach out to you,
but why do you only reject?

you want to look up
but you're too afraid
to let your tears, already at the brim of your eyes to fall

you tell yourself to only look down
and dig deeper into the abyss of eternal darkness

by then, you've already dug too deep
you call for help
but everyone already gave up and left

it saddens me,
the idea of your complicated mentality

that the people around you cause only nothing but trouble
that the burdens laid upon you are not from yourself,
but only from others

love, open your eyes
why must you think this way?

you've denied everything
that could've lead you to the path of life

yet you carelessly ignored the help
and lead yourself to the pit of death

no one else is here to blame
when will you realize until it's too late?

when really the only person who held you back

was yourself.

m.p.
i've seen situations where someone wants to just be happy, yet they can't move on and only make things more difficult for themselves. they blame the environment around them, for the burdens they carry. when really, they are the producer and creator of those problems ever since the beginning. they reject the help offered to them, until it's too late for them to be saved. through this, i hope those will realize.
 Apr 2014
Riley Lavender
Wind whips
through my hair
heavy
with the scent
of change
and as I smile
I know deep down
that everything
is going to be just fine

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