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She took her dreams to the ocean
to walk among the sand and foam
to rake away the sleep from her eyes
to role away the stone

Shedding clothes that fit no more
the chains they forced to wear
she breathes the freshness freedom brings
she breathes the salty air

No selfishness in this change
no running from, or to
one must surrender to the wind
do what it whispers do

enlightened now, she feels the sun
and worships every rise
needing naught, from dusk til dawn
til time must close her eyes.
For my Sister Wanda.........
Oh it is that time of the year again
I have to set the clock's again on my microwave
on my alarm clock
on my wristwatch

  It's that time of year again
  it fills me with dread
  I become reluctant to leave the bed
  even if I try to go to sleep early
  as hard as try to sleep
  I'm forced to count the sheep

  The one clock I can not set
  is the one that is most upset
  My internal clock does not wind
  to automatically set to daylight savings time
  May I make a request, please
  Just don't mess with people's circadian rhythm
As far as setting wrist watches. I am thinking about buying two cheap watches one set one hour back for fall and one set an hour ahead for spring. How does that idea sound?
Us poets,
We perforate the darkness within us
with the light of the Sun.
Soak ourselves in melancholy
like a worn out sponge
and call it inspiration.
Spite like a trail of gunpowder
lit with mad passion
and fulminate onto a piece of paper
tranfused from the nooks of our hearts,
white turns red
coarse in red,
red with lingering passion.

Into
Something digestible
for discening eyes
thoroughly wayward among wilted leaves
vagrant souls with their mouths
stitched because of
the dolour of misunderstanding
hissing with the wind in search
of something or someone
to relate to.

We make it seem like we're not so alone in this world.
A tribute to all of us poets out there. Letting the world know that they are not the only ones who feel a particular emotion. To us! :)
A darkened soul, with a touch of beauty no doubt
Beautiful inside, because of the scars on the out
The pain can not be locked
Inside
Cuz if it was we would surly die
So the wounds leak with blood in thin lines
The fear within,it just grinds
But what a beautifully sad soul that's locked inside
Waiting patiently for someone to find
 Mar 2016 Daniela Marie
Viseract
Didn't wanna be a demon
Thought I could defeat him
But it turns out I am bleeding
Numbness replacing feeling

Feeling nothing in my core
An empty chasm, nothing in store
From me violence waits to pour
And make some bodies hit the floor

Ripped up, no heart
Tearing lives and souls apart
I knew deep down from the very start
I wouldn't win, I can't outsmart

What is a full part of me
Must be
My destiny
I just don't want to see
Me drag down friends and enemies
I don't want them to condemn me
To some ****** up kamikaze!

But I know I've lost
These bones ache and my mind rots
I'm seeing pulsing black and red dots
Violence awakes, now my soul is frost
My mind obviously likes to explore a lot...
Ohhh this pain has got to stop
Rip it out it's just to much
It's white hot
But cold to the touch
I don't care if it's my heart or my soul
It's just got to go I don't care if it leaves a hole
It might be my brain
All that gray matter
Either way it's a strain
I think I'm gonna shatter
I can't take it any more
Can't you see the fall
Can't you see me lying on the floor
Can't you hear my call
Everytime you open the door
You keep banging my head
But just keep stepping over me
Never hearing what I've said
You just keep that look of glee
As I lay here and bleed
For truth is crimson red
All those demons that you feed
That alone should fill you with dread
That karma will soon be coming for you
And for once I'll be the one laughing
For your demons will pursue
And you'll be the one that's cracking
 Mar 2016 Daniela Marie
Just Melz
She lost her mind caught in a web of lies laced with deceit
Tangled in knots made of suicidal thoughts left on the concrete

She lost her heart in the aftermath of an unrequited love
With more passion and pain than she could ever have dreamed of

She lost her soul to a man she didn't know and can never get it back
Crying inside and constantly on the verge of an anxiety attack

She lost her faith in life with so little to show for all that she'd done
Burning all the bridges she'd carefully built, fading away from everyone
 Mar 2016 Daniela Marie
kendra
Dangerous thoughts consume my soul,
as you become my greatest goal.
Never does my smile cease, when my
dandy lion is within reach.
You're my favorite human being

living in this sweet daydream.
I never would have thought, you'd
occupy a spot in my heart.
Now that you have kissed my cheek, my love for you will never cease.
You wouldn't know it if it was
clinging as your skin

You keep it buried under piles
of situational sin

Your tongue clamps down
refusing to let the words come free

Your dubious look somehow fits
that is all telling now to me

Listen to the words you let stumble
from the corners of your mouth

They codify your existence like the
hot dry winds coming from the south

You're afraid to give up what little
faith you hide away in fears

Then you are caught looking back
on the mystery of the years
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