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 Nov 2014
Tawanda Mulalu
I would
I wish
I could
I must

I cannot.

Though, if not,
may I have only
this last glance?

Glimpses into dual starlight, twinkling
milky effervescence with
rings

Of infinite, sonorous brown, towards
deep black holes which
cling,
        
To these imagined night skies,
          I utter my utter soft words
The sun in my closed eyes,
          I dream a dream of stars and hurt


Your skies have met my eyes.
 Nov 2014
Kareena
I only see your shoes at first
Then I look up to witness all of you
You overpower me with your presence
Just standing there, waiting

You waited for me at my place
On a bridge on the Susquehanna
That flimsy little bridge
That rocked us to and fro

The bridge started to sway
In the tumultuous winds
I said I was scared
But you did not ever go

You shocked me on that bridge
Our moment on the Susquehanna
Because you held me in that moment
Like you'd never let me go

You looked at me and said
"I just want you to always know..."
On our bridge on the Susquehanna
That rocked us to and fro

But after, you left
Without me knowing what I should know
And now I'm here on the Susquehanna
Trying hard to let you go
Only a dream. The Other One
 Nov 2014
chimaera
what colour
would define me
i obsessively
ask myself
for a while now

no colour
in the wide world
palette
seems to fit
this
shaded vertigo
this
anxiety of wings

water coloured

now i think about it
i may be

water coloured

a coloured
refraction
where there is
no color at all
28.11.2014
 Nov 2014
The Noose
Dreams like boulders
Cemented
Onto weary shoulders
Fingernails bled a scarlet tinted hue
From holding onto precipitous edges
Face turned away from the almost
Gazing into the crevice
Of an unpromised tomorrow
The glimmer of borrowed sunlight
Waned and the foreboding returned
The grey became the author
Of all that she was.
 Nov 2014
susan
following the happiness and exuberance
of others
   in my head
wishing, hoping, craving for
the realness of that
   in me
willing my mind to soar
instead of descending
into the depths of despair
this all consuming darkness
is overpowering
the grayness of the days is suffocating
i am crying out for an illumination of time
bring me the essence of a brilliant sunrise to sunset
show me the wonderment of a prismatic world
ensure in me pure exultation.
***.
o.m.G!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I
FOUND
SOMETHING
AND
­DO YOU KNOW
WHAT THAT SOMETHING WAS?

it was a GRAYPE!!!!

I **** AT SPELLING
YEY!!!!
I'M HIGH ON GRAPES!!!
OMFG GRAPES
I HAVE JUST WASTED ABOUT 10 SECONDS OF YOUR TIME THAT YOU CAN NEVER GET BACK SO I APOLOGIZE FOR-OSTRICH ATTACK!!!!!
IT STOLE MY GRAPE!
AHHHHH FLASHBACKS!

muffin.
SQUID
 Nov 2014
Shruti Atri
Remember the first good day we spent?
The sea washed out the sand at our feet,
The city lights twinkled like the stars above.
Only, these were the stars we could touch.
It was the first I'd seen of your carefree laugh;
I told myself then, I haven't seen it enough.
I still haven't had enough of it...

She said, 'The city lights are the stars,
They twinkle in the shrouded night.
I have been waiting for someone
To help me reach for the light.'


It's like I'm in a dream...
Were we together in our past lives?
I was holding this torch forever,
In the darkness, I could only burn bright,
For my neverending love, to seek the forgotten light;
To reunite, and spark into flames together,
Like the Sun, warming, *burning,
with it's light;
And I finally found you, through all those blackest nights.

He said, 'If this was meant to be,
I will die over & over again to be in different eras with you.
*To live forever despite living various lives,
To live in the end and die in the beginning!'
First collab with Erenn!
 Nov 2014
A Love For Hatred
I can't take this game you play
I feel I'm caving in
My poor heart has had enough
I knew I couldn't win

Look at all the mess you made
Don't you think it's time
To clean up after yourself
I'm so sick from all your lies

Look at me falling now
Cuz you let go of me
Yet without you with me here
I have no gravity
 Nov 2014
Shaun Meehan
eyes, my own
the face in the mirror before me,
not me
but someone other.

lashed windows closed,
true visage conjured to mind.
fingertips feeling features,
those of foreign reflection.

a prison of false exterior,
curse impossible to dispel.
left to wonder,
never to know,
how inside differs from shell.
 Nov 2014
Adele
Where can I find 
the meaning of peace
when someone's dying every second
because of an empty plate 
and weapons that end a fate

Who can we blame
For the massacre that never ends
Where lives of innocence
treated like ants
Ignorance of what we don't know
Blinded by the media who always
puts on a show


Why is it that we rage 
when we have words
flowing from our minds, 
giving all the answers 
in a rough day

When will this end?
The earth's crying
"Please just **** me completely"
Viruses and disease
engulfs the poverty
But not the rich?
Are we really that blind to see
They preach justice but own the earth to attain power


How bad is the earth's wounds
as blood slowly drips
polluting the soil
creating trapped remains
buried deep in the ground,
never wanting to be found

Every cry of a new born child
Burnt, due to the one who
preached peace
But enslaving the innocence
Not able to savour the taste of the earth
Every mother bathe in blood
Crying in agony as the child dies

Every day is a war that everyone must fight to survive...

but why do they choose to fight, when they can choose to live in peace?

11/26/14

*-Adele ft. Erenn
It's time to speak our minds about what has been happening in the world every single day. The struggle, the pain, the suffering of nations. This chaos is starting and it's destroying humanity. If we are the key in
a.) making things worse, we can also be the key from b.) stopping the plague. We have the freedom to make our own choices. So, why not choose the right choice?

[an inspiring collab with Erenn]
 Nov 2014
Megan
It was always cold here.

Even when the green fingers of the earth pulled themselves out
into the glowing radiance
of an afternoon sun
and from the confines of the slop of mud
     --and dust
          --and dirt
               that they were dormant in.

It was always cold here.

Even when the night was spewing of freedom and of color.
A world away from the routine that kept us
like the walking dead.
When others ran around in nothing but undergarments, I sat
     --cross legged
         --with a can in my hand
               that was supposed to help me forget the cold.

But,
It was always cold here.
And colder now that you are gone.
Sometimes you will feel cold physically and emotionally.
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