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gray rain Jul 2016
Home a place I had to find
Home will change over time
Home I will find and find again
Home is something that will always change
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1615731/home/ I
wrote Home on the 5th April 2016. Since then I've changed lot.
gray rain Jul 2016
You look into my eyes
but yours I've never seen.

You lay by my side
but your touch I never feel.

You are always there
but it feels like a dream.

You are the perfect person
but you're not even real.
  Jul 2016 gray rain
JRF
Colour Blind

I don't see the colour of your skin.

I see
the colour of your heart.

Is it dark and putrid or
is it the color of a soft and lilting tune?
Is it filled with warm tones,
or cold?
Hues of ice and snow,
or gold?

Do you give or take?
Do you love or hate?

I don't see race or faith,
I just see you-
your energy, your words, your actions.

I see you; I just simply
see you.
The news is getting to me. Let's all just love and be loved.
Every one of us deserves love and kindness. Every single one of us.
By Jennifer R Fay Copyright 2016
  Jul 2016 gray rain
Imotional
When you have to plan 'revenge' what's the point in it?
If people want to go behind you're back it's fine; let them talk ****!
Don't expect me to get involved in whatever the *******'re doing.
You have no REAL evidence, and it's not even a friend your losing.
She doesn't like you she thinks you're a *****.
It only proves her point if you plot against her. ****!
What do you not understand? It's someone's opinion.
It's not their fault you treat them like your minion.
So please stop plotting everyone else hates you anyway.
It's. *******. Pointless. but you'll have it your way.
gray rain Jul 2016
Ripped jeans
bruised knees
no one knows where you've been
no one cares enough to ask

White shirt stained red
and ringing inside your head
is this it am I dead?
it sure feels as though I am

Shoes now gone
you walked so long
blood pours from your knees too long
yet you get home and still say nothings wrong.
I don't know where this came from
gray rain Jul 2016
Branches reach but never touch
they are climbed
but no one ever reaches the top.
they're untouched ground
some small child wishes to reach
not realising that the top branches started at his feet.
someone grew the tree
and were tall enough to reach the top
but the tree didn't stop.
it grew and grew
and grew and grew
so it stands above all heads.
Those top branches have been reached
but no one will know until they find a way to get there aswell.
This is about how everything is changing and becoming more difficult and when people say I did it without realising standards are getting evermore difficult to meet. Though is open to interpretation. Also any help with the title would be appreciated!
gray rain Jul 2016
I thought I believed in a God,
a superior being who decides when we drop.
Then I read His book, His word
and thought it was inconsistent
because how can something so 'perfect' have mistakes.

So I stopped believing
kept my negative outlook because why be positive in the end we're not receiving
I didn't have a goal to reach
and my old views were no longer mine
I wasn't into the'one life' thing and wanted more takes.

Then I was confused
because again I changed my views.
I unsure what to believe anymore.
I wanted an afterlife and I believe in it too
but wouldn't an omnibenevolent God let me choose.

And can't decide whether He's real or made up
because I like to think there's truth in every holy book.
And I'd like to think I get a choice
but I'm mortal and unsure if it's true.
So I'll continue believe either way I win and loose.
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