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 Sep 2015
jerely
Leaving my thoughts hang on the wall
Picking up your favorite lines & quotes
Just how beautiful stars could
shine so bright
Whereas the night shimmers all through
Stroll out, somewhere we could
take gaze into Capricorn, Ursa Major
& the entire Universe
Occupied by the seasons
of autumn, winter, spring & summer
Love as purest soul as it can have
For the moment of truth
We may embark the squibbing feelings
Too catchy and euphoria.
I don't know if the title is suited for the content of my poem. Kind of mess.

Jerelii
Sept 6, 2015
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 Sep 2015
Julie Roland Spets
for as long as I can recall
sounds have been around and a part of me
sounds of the television
sounds of my siblings
of my parents
of music

so much sound around me
that I´ve neglected to listen
to the ones who echo in my head

when they come it´s late at night
when I lay down at the end of the day
they keep me from slumber
with their thundering vengeance
demanding to be heard

for when do I have the time to hear them?
when is it ever silent enough for them to speak to me?
can I really blame my surroundings?
or should I blame myself for not daring to listen?
am I too scared
for what they might say?

for they might confront me
with all my mistakes
and all of my wrongdoings
with wasted potentials
and uncertain futures

even more frightening;
whom is it that speaks?
is it God?
is it the Devil?
is it me?
 Sep 2015
Julie Roland Spets
it´s not that my mind is that dark
that is to say
that my thoughts and moods
are a perpetual grey

blotted and distorted
those happy memories I made
into a dark murky pool
go my sun-shiny days

I know my thoughts might seem cliché..
«the persistant clouds turn my blue sky grey»
but it is the the truth
my truth!
my dismay!

still I find myself begging
for the light to stay
 Sep 2015
Julie Roland Spets
what is this?
is that hope I see?
is that the light at the end of this endless
black tunnel?
can it be, that it´s finally my turn
to bask in the sunlight again?

ah, to be light as a feather and carefree once more.
to have a mind
void of worries and fears.
to lift my gaze towards the the future
with all it´s uncertainties
and say:
«I´m not scared of you anymore!»

to face the oncoming winter
with it´s cold, gloomy grasp
and know it won´t break me this time!
this year my coat will be lined with warm memories
and burning resolve.
knowing the frost won´t burn my soul
this time

this time around
I hope
I will get it right
 Sep 2015
Julie Roland Spets
I want to get out
out of my bed, my room
get out and see the sun
see my friends

I want to go out
have fun
get way too drunk
go out
fall, get back up again

I want to get out
out of my head
away from my dread
the crushing doubt

I want so much
to be free from myself
myself, I am my own
disability
...liability

I want to be able to say
I´m ok
I´m great
with conviction
and I want it to be true
 Sep 2015
SG Holter
For a Syrian boy.

Slipping away from desperate arms
Within salty, dark waters.
Familiar voices fade with distance and    
Drown, as stars become
Blurs lulling you to sleep with their

Good night twinkle-twinkles.  
Hands too small for any gun or
Grenade open up like little flowers
To a night no night-light ever could
Illuminate.

~

Where was God when you whimpered
In fear?
Swam an angel of light in the darkness
Down there in  
The deep, with her comforting hand on
Your motionless shoulder?

Little Dream Brother.
Dreaming nightmares all meant
For another.
Asleep in the sand, with the ocean
Washing over.
The last two lines are from Jeff Buckley's song 'Dream Brother', on his legendary album 'Grace'.
 Sep 2015
jerely
A poem is more than anything, it bleeds to where it started but it doesn't stop as what my heart and soul that brings me to resurrect life, itself.

It brings hope, faith and courage to ask one's self or perhaps love to bring out the butterflies that hide from within.

I could connotate such pictures and a beautiful power of wisdom & thoughts besides a murky shadowed wing, either it still reflects the person of who she/he is.

A poem that give us something to hold on, to carry on and to bring forth to the future. Words of a poem will make everyone change. Sometime, somehow.
it will always stick and always will.


Jerelii
Sept 4, 2015(11:45pm)
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 Sep 2015
jerely
I want to press it hard , so I could play a love song unto the spinal cord of your body

That every time it hits the melody it'll just swayed like how the grasses blew out from the wind.

Or whisper the emotional point of how we do the things in life.

Or how we cuddled at the comfy bed when the rain starts to fall.

Or how we share the future of each other's. And maybe the possible things that we could drive along.
Jerelii
Sept 1, 2015
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 Sep 2015
jerely
It happened to go along with this song
As I constructly formed a dilusional painted epiphany of words


Silently breathing & whisper your name
As it goes on and on.


The echoed of my heart beat abrupts magnetically as it clashing the signal to my soul.
Jerelii
Aug 29, 2015
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 Aug 2015
KarmaPolice
Awe
A winters stare,
Beautifully resonates in the air,
A clear sky, a frozen pitch,
I wonder if the beauty,
will last more than a few minutes,


The snapping of a twig,
which was once part of the untouched view,
A graceful swan as muted as I am in awe,

Gliding by,


Looking over by the hill,
The mist breathing through the grass,
as I pause once more,
The grandest of oaks, silhouetted by the rising sun,
Grips me to the core,


Only in England…


Say no more.
 Aug 2015
C Davis
Skin soaks in sting until the burning subsides
into numbness.
You are king;
                               I’m a furnace.


Fallen thing, how you broke just a small
little piece of your wing
in the jump
from the bird’s nest.
.

      
     effigydollhouse.wordpress.com ,  number 33
 Aug 2015
jerely
Ukitin ang namumuong salita ng iyong pag-ibig
Wari'y ipikit ang iyong mga mata
Kung tadhana'y nakalaan,
Sa tamang oras at panahon.

Pagkat ang buwan at ang araw;
Ay namumukod tangi sa ulap
At hangga't maaaring tanaw ay abutin.

Silipin sa aking palad;
ang kapalarang mapaglaro.
Sa ihip ng hanging amihan
Ito'y dumaan man hanggang tanaw mo'y maabot sa kalagitnaan ng daigdig.
Yung tipong aanurin ka na ng karagatan.
Kahit umulan man o umaraw
Yung tipong paghihiwalayin kayo ng landas.
Pero sa kabila ng lahat,
ito'y babalik sa tamang panahon.


(English Translation)

Court The Heart

**Carve the coagulating words of your love.
As eyes closed,
Whether, destiny reserve the heart,
that fall in love at the right time.
Whereas the moon and the sun;
the only exceptional top of the skies &
As long as I could reach the scenery.

Glanced at my palm hands;
That playful act of fate.
As the breeze of the cooling air
Whisper the touching soul of yours,
Reaching as much as it could.
Between the World we knew it'll still hold you back from time to time.
&
Even if the ocean will drown us apart
Even if the sun shines nor we soak at the rain
&
Even if the path would break us apart,
Still we could turn back at the right time.
It took me to translate it into english though there are words that I need to change/adding it in my own way of translating the tagalog/filipino language.
Well one of my works that I enjoyed writing on :)

"Court" means way of getting his/her heart wins. It also means pursuing the person that you like.

Jerelii
August 17, 2015
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 Aug 2015
Chris
~

Bluebirds and cardinals
and sparrows this morning
Flock to the trees
just above where you sleep
Waiting for sunrise,
that first hint now dawning
Singing sweet melodies
for you to keep

As you awaken
to sonnets of summer
Here I will wait for
the smile on your face
It is these moments
I always will cherish
Mornings like this
*I could never replace
Good morning beautiful
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