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 Oct 2014
Maria
I feel so inclined towards you yet I feel so distant.
Whenever I believe I am attaining closeness, I'm shown exactly how far back I truly am.
I see myself as a participant in this race
In reality I am simply a spectator, onlooking,
as each person passes me by.
I yearn for those spells of closeness I am exposed to
Those veils that are lifted, sometimes for a mere second, others longer,
before I am cut off and the doors sealed.
I must not let myself slip or fall any further
For in those moments the screens rise, no longer do I wander blindly.
The wounds begin to heal
I'm lost in the ecstasy, hypnotized by the beauty
The light reflects off me and all that is around me
The moment it goes blank I feel empty and lost
I am confined in the darkness, my entirety submerged in the blackness
The journey I planned, comes to an abrupt stop
Many paths lay ahead of me, decorated with the allures of the world.
I refuse to let the ugly beauty trap me
I find myself to be at war once again
My thoughts, confused and chaotic. Which path do I take?
Every move I make must be strategically planned in order to win this battle
And I shall continue participating in this battle, positioned on the front line
Alone
With steal for amour and my mind erasing all that is trivial, insignificant.

I have hope this bitter struggle will be worth it, that there is a reward
This goal cannot be achieved of my own accord
I pray, with your guidance, your mercy and your blessings, you will forbid me from straying
You will conduct and influence the steps I take towards you.


© maria.who
 Aug 2014
Maria
It comes down to this.

Is this worth it?
Are you worth it?


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 Aug 2014
Maria
Immature and competitive
Childlike from my perspective
Trying to out do one another
Insults, stubbornness, banter
Who will be the winner
Which one is the victor

(Un)important questions remain unanswered
Disregarded on purpose. Fun and games? Or
overlooked because there is something more?

True or false? I do not know.
Yes. Let it be true.
Much more than a simple notion.
No. Let it remain false.
A figment of one's imagination.

The clues are there, are they not?
Is this a misunderstanding?
A case of over thinking?
Some more clues would be helpful
Complete this unfinished puzzle

Straight up confrontation?
A simple yes or no
A misread signal?
Is giving time the best for a revelation?

Forget it all.
It comes down to this
The end to a ''crazy situation''?
The moment of truth?

Do you?
Do I?



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 Aug 2014
Maria
You remembered.
So you enquired.
I spoke.
And you smiled.

Delight,
Radiating from your face.
The immediate smile.
The sparkle in the eyes.
The words of encouragement and praise,
Of excitement and gladness.
Genuine expressions of joy.
Never will it leave my mind.

Pure interest.
Curious to know more.
Light friendly conversations.
Something to cherish,
Something to hold.

Soon you will leave
A memory
Imprinted for eternity
Who knows when we'll meet again
A memory is all that is left

This. I never want to forget
And for that,
I just want to thank you.


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 Aug 2014
Maria
You.
You are so **** annoying.
Go away.
But you're so lovely,
So stay.


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 Aug 2014
Kataleya
The beauty of a woman
is in the poems she's wrote,
the dreams she's weaved
and all the stories she's told.

The beauty of a woman
is in the adventures she's taken,
the lives she's touched
and all the minds she's awakened.

The beauty of a woman
is in the caring she gives,
the sincerity in her laughter,
and the passion in her griefs.

It's not the expensive clothes she owns,
her body size, the diamonds she's worn.
Measure not the beauty of woman in gold,
for the beauty of a woman is reflected in her soul.
Dedicated to all women out there with an amazing mind and a beautiful soul. We are the gift of nature, soft enough to touch the core of others and strong enough to protect that and those important to us. I love you all. Believe in yourself and the world will believe in your power.

I'm honored to have it as the daily poem.
 Aug 2014
Maria
Thoughts. Secrets.
Hidden behind your stare
You're scared? Of what?
Don't be.
Allow me.
Let me in.
Be not afraid.
What is it you're hiding?
What's wearing you down?
Guilt? Confusion?
You're detached.
So cold. So unaware.
Give me a clue to the mystery
A piece of the jigsaw
This isn't you.
Grant me the permission to decode
Unlock the puzzle
And to restore who you are.


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 Aug 2014
Maria
You have to leave
I have to accept
Go
Embark on this journey
But please
Don't ever forget



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 Aug 2014
Maria
My mind is always wondering
My eyes always studying
Preoccupied and distracted

The useless talk
The nod of the head
The noise
The silence
The quick glances
The secret stares

Your walk, your talk
Every inch of the way you move
Your smile
Your laugh
Blank expressions
Vacant eyes
Deep in thought

I never once thought
this day will come
to hear the news
then wait for the day

But I can never explain nor express
Never reveal . Never tell.

I'll miss you when you're gone





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 Jul 2014
Maria
This is me
I'm that girl staring back
It's a distortion.
A figment of my imagination.
No, this isn't me.
But it's real and it exists.
How could it possibly be fabricated?
It isn't fictitious. It's genuine.

A smile so infectious
A blank expression
Body present
Eyes vacant
Life absent
The mind it screams

Poison
Innocence
Addiction
Guilt
Freedom
This is madness
This is me.


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This was the title of a novel I was planning about a year ago? Unfortunately I never got round to it, nor did I plan it out which means I've forgotten what the plot was. By writing this , it should hopefully re jog my memory and if not, come up with a better one!
 Jul 2014
Maria
What is this feeling
Of satisfaction, of comfort, of content?
What is this feeling
Of peace, joy, ease
A sense of balance

The ambience. My state of mind
All revolving simultaneously in harmony
Like a cool Summer's breeze in the afternoon
Like the spring air early morning
The stillness
The tranquillity
Right before Birds take flight and the City wakes.

The tiniest speck of dust
The first drop of rain
My senses magnified
My consciousness awakens
The allure and artistry in every living thing
The vastness is breathtaking but intimidating

To cast my eyes open to even a speck of
such magnificence, such splendour
leaves me high on ecstasy
How do I encompass the richness of the gardens
The gardens which no words can do justice

It is with you my Lord
Your mercy, Your blessings, Your will
Your majesty, Your Love, Your guidance
Only you.




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 Jul 2014
Maria
I chose this
This is what I want
My path to freedom
I've finally succeeded and reached my destination



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 Jul 2014
Maria
Aged 3.
I had the world at my feet.

Aged 5.
Curiosity drove me.

Aged 10.
Bursting with life and with passion. Eager to explore what the future held.

Aged 13.
Lost & forgotten so vowed not let other people feel that way.

Aged 15.
Restless and ambitious but missing a part of me.

Aged 18.*
I now have the whole world at my feet. Curiosity is what drives me.
It's the child I've allowed help shape and guide me


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