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The woman makes a house the home
and fills the man's horizontal spread with dreams.

Four walls can’t hold a woman inside
she is veiled but not tied!

The arch in her back hits the mark
virtually dwarfs the pyramid dwarfs the sunup.
The light at the end of the tunnel here is love.

Her inner mystery is her paintbrush.
The colour on her canvas
is a far cry from the rainbow.

It doesn’t fade nor falls on the floor
keeping it up the time lingers on.
Every star here from far and near
feels at home with a mirror!
I'm very ugly
So don't try to convince me that
I am very beautiful person
Because at the end of the day
I hate myself in every single way
And I'm not going to lie to myself by saying
There is beauty inside me of that matters
So rest assured I will remind myself
That I am a worthless,  terrible person
And nothing you say will make me believe
I still deserve love
Because no matter what
I am not good enough to be loved
And I am in no position to believe that
Beauty doesn't exist within me
Because whenever I look in the mirror I always think
Am I as ugly as people say?

(NOW READ FROM BOTTOM UP)
Why is it

we look to the sky every night

and wish upon a star

that is millions of miles away

when yet we have ones right here

that we can touch?
 Jul 2018 astiani hayn
Meg Howell
If humans as we know
were creatures in the sea
Why, people would be fish
with the government as sharks
stealing our sanity
bringing humanity to its end

The lies of the world are algae
truth is the coral
If you see past the clouded obstacles
you'll see the coral reef of truth in a sea of lies
 Jul 2018 astiani hayn
elle
Fish
 Jul 2018 astiani hayn
elle
You're just a big fish in a little pond
...one of which no one is fond
Soon reality will hit you hard
And run you over
Then, Mr. Big fish,
You'll only be okay-ish

Listen buddy,
You're not all that
Stop walking all over people
Like theyre a doormat
I can't wait to see you in the real world
So frightened
Cowering
Alone
In fear
Of all those sharks
That swim too near
Out here
At the "big boy" pier
 Jul 2018 astiani hayn
Emma
He was like
A Ferris wheel
Always spinning
On the same path
The kind of person
You never meet just once
But once
And then twice
And thrice and so on
We weren't meant
to be lovers
Perhaps we were meant
to be friends
But friends become
lovers
And lovers become
"Just friends"
But "just friends" become strangers
And strangers roam the world
She takes the right road
And he takes the left road
But the world is round
And he is a Ferris wheel
The kind of person
You never meet
Just once
Some people you can never meet just once.
...And I will look at you, through the windows to your soul and I will speak from beyond the depths of my ocean. Just as Mother Earth has a heat at her core that only the Sun understands, only you will understand as I speak from this place. Only you will recognise and feel the melodic vibration from my every syllable. I will be completely without fear when I tell you that I will love you until the end of the ages, through the entirety of this epoch and to the next one. I will promise you that I will risk everything to allow a moment of serendipity to unite us again and again, as we cycle through this projected expression called the human experience. For it is only you, and it has only ever been you. You see this love I wish to express in the physical plane, will be one so pure, and one so real that it will emit its own force field, an unbreakable one that allows a poetic unity to blossom fruit never tasted before. This beautiful unity - one without *******...
You are going to be okay. I know it hurts now.. the burning in your chest will recede; your hands will stop shaking; your stomach will settle. A million times you've felt this, I know. It's not fair. It's not fair to give everyone your all in hopes that God will bless you for trying to be a better person; a better friend; daughter; sister. The world is harsh. It's going to knock you on your back a thousand times over. It's not your fault that you were born the way you were; short temper, quick to trust, quick to love. It's not your fault that you've been left in every way, shape, and form. Maybe they don't see you as who you are trying to be, only for who you were. I know it seems hard right now, everything is going like a roller coaster, so many ups and so many downs. But I wanted to tell you that one day this will all go away. Whether by your own means, or anothers. It doesn't really matter... but someday you'll heal. You are conflicted, and you will be for a long time. There are hard decisions throughout your whole life, you just have to learn to battle through. I know you are hurting, but please, try to stand tall. You will gain other friends, other loves. One person shouldn't cost you the whole world.

Chin up, my friend.
please, i beg you, take care of yourself. when your stomach rumbles, eat. when your eyelids droop, sleep. and when your voice quivers, find a comfortable spot and cry, cry your little heart out. but when you're done, dry your eyes, occupy yourself, and know in your heart that you are better than that. do not be sad, be angry. become a roaring fire and burn the memory of all those who have wronged you.
do not let the leaky faucets **** you. do not drown in a bucket of tears. light it on fire. pour it out. throw it. scream "*******" to sadness because you are so much better than it.
let it out, let it out, let it out, then be done.

because yes love, right now your sadness feels quite heavy but the truth is that it is just a paperweight. learn to turn the page.
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