Think positive

                   Have you learned nothing about      
                   me?

Have you learned nothing of me?

                      -.-

Fire with fire... Questions with questions

                     Smoke with ashes, I'll smother
                       you -.-

After nine lashes, you've nothing better to do?

                      Before your funeral, you've got
                      nothing better to say?

Inhibitions compensated, though so futile. Bury yourself beneath your yesterdays.

                      Trial and error, yet so naive.
                       Through your mistakes and
                       heartaches, you still
                       overcompensate.

Smiling through tears, and tearing through smiles? What do you fear--everything prior, or just one more trial?

                       Been crying through the pain
                        for far too long. I fear...
                       Simply everything, to avoid
                      the hurt, why is that so wrong?

Not wrong, but you hold doubt where hope belongs. Don't wallow in the dirt, or hold on to this morning's dawn.

                       But where I should see hope,
                       there's only despair. I'm not
                       wallowing, simply realistic. It's
                       really not fair, to assume I'm
                       being over dramatic.

Learn to cope when people are unfair. Try hallowing what you know's simplistic. There's much in the air, besides the cruelness of fanatics.

                          But the evil is overwhelming,
                           it truly surrounds me, in my
                          mind and my heart.
                          Sometimes, I can't help but
                         fall apart...

When the Devil is swelling, his doings unruly, and it all mounts on you, know there is kindness. Just part with the bad times and take the goodness to heart.

It's cold out.
I have my warm winter coat on,
and it's only just fall.
A gust of wind blows from behind me,
my hair whips around my face
stinging my frozen cheeks.
I'm cold
and i'm tired,
I wish I could just lay down
and not fall.
I close my eyes slowly,
the wind seems to blow even more now.
I lean backwards,
i'm exhausted.
Small tear drops roll down my face,
they leave behind a tingling feeling.
I keep leaning,
letting the wind support me.
This cold, driving force,
is supporting me
when I need it.
My eyes stay closed
and I wonder what it would be like,
if I ran with the wind.
I entertain the idea,
the wind pushing me forwards,
as I sprint.
But the wind will always die down.
It'll leave me surprised and falling.
But right now it doesn't let me go,
with it's consistent cold blowing,
it let's me know it's always there,
and for some odd reason,
it makes me smile.

"DEAR BLANK CHALLENGE" PLEASE PLEASE READ THIS AND REPOST TRY TO KEEP IT GOING:  HELLOPOETRY "DEAR BLANK" CHALLENGE SECRET SANTA POEMS EXCEPT NOT SECRET AND NOT SANTA RANDOM ACT/POEM OF KINDNESS STRANGER POETRY APPRECIATION

I thought it might be nice to do like a secret santa thingy on hellopoetry only not secret and not santa… what I mean is, find a random stranger you literally have never met and do NOT know at all whose poetry you like and spend actual time genuinely reading their work, picking out your favorite lines and responding to them, pondering them, etc. Write something positive to them and post it as a poem with their name in the title. The “DEAR BLANK” challenge only you put their name instead of “blank”. I think we could all use a little recognition that we exist and are worth something since everyone seems a little depressed on here (including myself) which is fine, it’s a great outlet but it would be nice for people to just spontaneously find that a random stranger spent time in their life just to recognize you and care about your poetry. To write a kind poem/letter to them responding to lines in their poetry. If you need an example I just posted DEAR IMALRIGHT which was exactly what I meant. Check out imalright's poetry btw it is amazing.
I plan on doing for more than one person and I'd love for you to do the same. Spread a little kindness, we could all use a little.
Also message me if you are going to do the challenge and message the stranger you do the DEAR BLANK challenge for so they know to look for and read your poem.
I just thought that Imalright who was a perfect stranger to me seemed like a wonderful poet and a wonderful person based on her poetry so I chose her.
You do that too if you accept the DEAR BLANK challenge.
INCLUDE DEARBLANKCHALLENGE AS A HASHTAG IF YOU DO THE CHALLENGE SO EVERYONE CAN FIND THEM
please repost this over and over so we can get as many people involved as possible and try and make a difference in a couple people's lives because I just want to make everyone feel loved but I'm just one girl, I can't do it alone. Please help me with this and join me in the DEAR BLANK challenge. Take time out of your day to properly appreciate someone's poetry who you do not know.

PLEASE REPOST LET'S GET EVERYONE INVOLVED!!! ;D
THANKS!

-EMBER EVANESCENT

Majestic is

this love I scribe

open like the skies

beautiful if you stare

sensitive to the eyes

burning moths to flames

embracing every touch

weary of the pain

desiring the lust


Majestic is

love under pressure

don't call it ordinary

be careful its combustible

rare, yet extraordinary

not quite the miraculous

~Butterfly εїз

LOVE
       is
         Like
A
       W
          A
             T
           E
         R
       F
         A
            L
          L

       The longer
          It is
      The harder
         It crashes

      The stronger
         It is
            The
               Faster it
          F
            A
          L
             L
                 S

        The *deeper
          It is
            The *longer
        It takes
             To
            *Get
          Out

cast your stones into the river
chant your stories into the fire
many faced lady of light
looking through eyes all around
eyes form in waterfalls
falling mist- olaphim
blue eyed mystery of night
gravity flow of chance
borders and transfer of water
invisible lines in time and space
cycle of life within water
time grows life to perpetuate and regenerate
life kills parts of itself to grow
the pace of the flow- tunnel of hollow mystery
reflections of infinity upon the water
i am dancing with the sweeping current
i am one with the flow of the river
i am the strong arms that carry the goddess through the current
and her face emerges from the surface of the river
eyes closed and smiling

She is a sole soul
long ago which was sold
to her own ambitions and dreams
to the love,she never receive

those feeling that was felt alone
love she begged long for
now and then,never again
she's got faith,still can sustain
with those miserable statement
with love,that is yet to gain
without judgmental ******* around
her life seems safe and sound

I hate the days away from school
Nearly as much as I hate school itself
Because when I'm away from the expectations
I can't even lie convincingly to myself.

I can't slap a smile onto my face
I can't laugh until I cry
I can't get rid of the emptiness
That clings desperately to my life.

Eventually, I simply sit and stare
Memorizing the popcorn ceiling
Pathetic, by my own right, and
Too far past merely empty
Yet, for some reason, still trying.

my face is like a broken jigsaw puzzle with pieces that don't match up and my heart is like a never ending flame of love and hatred mixed into one and my fingers are often trembling and weak but i swear that if i was given a chance i could love you better than any human being possibly could i would tell you how your eyes have more depth than the sky as the sun sets on the horizon i would treat you the way the moon treats the streets echoing beautiful lights onto the road i would swallow the ocean and pour myself dry for you if you asked me to i swear that if we collided you and i would be the world