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Dissociation  
Depersonalisation
Derealisation
Detachment
Mental and Physical Paralization

This is the complete story
Of my life's disinclination

Severe Anxiety
Panic Disorder
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder
Depression

My disorderly indispositions
Not being in any form of
Chronological succession

By Lady R.F. (C)2017

     Heart and soul pour forth
            an artesian spring
                    arising

                    set free
    through the conduit of poetry

brilliant constellations gleam adrift,
          soothened reflections
         float away unfettered,
              mirrored upon
       peaceful rivers sojourn

              downstream
             coursing afar

          conjured beyond
      the mesmerizing spell
of the outbound tides beckon

               unconfined
                swallowed
       by the scattering voice
           of the rising sea

               fomenting
       a comfortable silence
                 all at sea

         within ocean deep


                        someone you used to know
2017
 Aug 2017 Isabelle
Anna Patricia
watch what she photographs.
not in digital, but in film.
where the shots are limited,
where the photographs are quite unexpected,
where she takes the picture carefully,
because she's worried that it would be blurry.

thirty-six decisions, thirty-six shutters.
watch what she spends her film for.
preserving conversations,
preserving memories,
preserving sensations,
all shared with you.

perhaps she wants to keep,
not just photographs but fragments of you.
through capturing photographs,
between flares and grains,
or even negatives and shadows,
she has thirty-six memories all kept in a roll.
 Aug 2017 Isabelle
ga
You
 Aug 2017 Isabelle
ga
You
I love the night, as much as I love you
I love the flower, as much as I love your smell
I love the song, as much as I love your voice
I love to make laugh, as much as I love your smile

I love brown, as much as I love your eyes
I love the wild, as much as I love your body
I love poems, as much as I love your words
I love the waves, as much as I love your hair

I love sunset, as much as I love your touch
I love home, as much as I love your existence
I love precious things, as much as I love you
and i love your flaws too...
 Aug 2017 Isabelle
Andrew
Anxious flowers of petal dreams
It left clear sight
But man of north bound feet
Stills language of pain and might
Agony and strife bleeds sanity neat
Forgetting how it was
A lake blooming paradise and domain
Yet all guided death to love
 Aug 2017 Isabelle
PEARL SMOKE
I Made it 2 Years Sober.
That's A miracle And such A blessing. I Did it on my own.
I managed To Fight Temptations.
I was able to control My Self.
I Can't believe it... I Never thought I'd actually Complete it.
Never seen myself Actually accomplish.
Sobriety, such a beautiful Thing.
I was Scared To Get Sober.
Now I'm Scared To use.
How Crazy is That?
Never once in my life did I See myself Stop. The plan Was To O.D And Happily die High.
 Aug 2017 Isabelle
Mark Coralde
The first time I saw you
I wish I already knew
That chances were only few
For you to love me too

Why is it so hard for you to love me?
Am I not enough to love thee?
I can cross for you the sea
Just for me to build a "WE"

Loving you is the only thing I know
But this time I had to let you go
Cause you've never loved me though
And just brought into my life sorrow

Moving on carries pain
Cause memories are back again
I'll just drink a bottle of champagne
To remove you in my brain
Walang inspiration sa pagsulat ngayon. Trip ko lang talaga gumawa.
 Aug 2017 Isabelle
Nico Julleza
∙∙∙◦◦•◎•◦◦∙∙∙
Crawling down the streets
on pouring rain
darkness cares of creeps
hovering their pain
the lamp post on their niche
thunder blunders a hit
to an abbey
where we used to meet
with white lane trails
and colored vales
a flashback in memory lane

Time used to stop and stare
for a while
to vanish the pain, I bare
and look a step back
from the mile

There...
were we used to melt away
from cones of treats
and giggled from candies
we barely eat
with swirling clouds in play
gazing our hearts
in the moss of grass, we lay

Then a change led you to leave
you cared nothing
but your selfish greed
anxiously I gave all of Me
but just to realize
you gave nothing of thee

As I die
a sign in my heart reside
an echo awakening
a brave woman, a reborn rite
with wiped away tears
and faking leers
she flaunts out her pain

A brave woman
brave enough to begin again
#Brave #Love #Again #Way #RiseAgain #Women

To All the Strong Women Out there, Including My Mom.. I Salute you.
God Bless Poets

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