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Poetry is the calmness when the moments too bright
It’s the sound that you hear, just as you take flight  
It’s the spark to the flame that seems to ignite
The warmth of the fire on a cold winters night  
Poetry is beauty in the clouds and the skies
The answer to questions and all reasons why
It’s the soft of a feather, the twinkle in eyes
And the lifting of spirits when it comes time to rise
Poetry is sadness we need to express
The voicing of anger so that we don’t digress
It’s the shifting of patterns that changes the mood
And the seeking of happiness and how it’s pursued
I’m an echo in the distance
A dim and fading light
I’m a door without an opening
Standing tall, afraid of heights
The walls stay closed around me
I hold the key to my own cell
I blew out my only candle
Then fell down the wishing well
I’m an earthquake without a rumble
A tornado with no spin
A volcano without lava
No blue ribbon for my win
When I hear a distant holler
I take cover in self doubt
Your lips move, yet you’re silent
Whether you whisper or you shout
I stay cozy in my circle
In the comfort of my pain
I know you’re here to help me
Like sunshine drys the rain
But you cannot reach the reachless
You cannot break the chains
You can only pick up the pieces
Of whatever still remains
My words are my shield
As the pen that I wield
Protects me and frees me of pain
All at once they’re combined
From my heart and my mind
And they keep me from going insane
My words are my force
That unbolts the course
That restrains and prevents how I thrive
They’re weapons unleashed
From my internal beast
That remind me that I’m still alive
And when I am through
And I’ve spoken my truth
You’ll know that what I say is real
My word is my bond
From here to beyond
That cuts through hot butter like steel
When the words from my lips can’t be contained or controlled
And the yearn of my body
Can combust or explode
There’s three little words that I want you to know
That are deep in my heart, and are felt in my soul
When a stare or caress
Does no justice or fails
To express my condition
In the minor details
Just three little words can describe or express
What I know in my mind, and I can feel in my chest
These are the words that I say unto thee
I love you, I love you, could you love me?
When I speak, I’m hardly heard
There’s lack of power in my words
It’s like my words don’t carry weight
Until I write them on a page
Because the silence in my rage
Ignites when everything’s contained
And I say things out of spite
Despite how ugly and deranged
My sentiment might be
It’s a complete catastrophe
But, when said, I feel relief
From both my friends and enemies
That’s why it’s important just to say
Communicate; portray
The many shades of grey
And ideas put on display
That could turn to violence
If some things aren’t changed
“Run for the hills!”
I heard in my ear
A sound of distress
With underlined fear
“Run for the hills,”
And never look back!”
Then the voice disappeared
Stopped dead in its tracks
Maybe that voice
Was the one in my head
Warning my conscience
Of an untimely death
So I took off and I ran
To escape my own fate
Through hell, I had passage
To the white pearly gates
And when I arrived
An angel was there
To lead me to heaven
To help me prepare
For what was to come
For the inevitable fact
So I ran for the hills,
And never looked back
I’ve written when I’m
angry.
When I was sad or I felt down
Rarely did I pick up a pen
When my life was running sound
When obstacles had been avoided
Or things had gone my way
When you didn’t hear me complaining
About my troubles every day
It’s a rare occurrence I’ve forgotten
It doesn’t happen all the time
When every sentence has an ending
And it fits in perfectly aligned
But today starts a new chapter
I’m happy and it shows
I have something to look forward to
And my confidence now grows
I see big things in my future
Something to start the flame
In a well set new environment
Where my aim is to reach for fame
Not to gloat or be braggadocious
But because my skill sets reached its peak
I’ve attained a whole new level
If maintained, one I can keep
And I can strive for greatness
Not stuck in remorse or self defeat
Because I’ve become a person that I’m proud of
Who I respect and hold in high esteem
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