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 Sep 2015 jt
Chaos
My Ghosts
 Sep 2015 jt
Chaos
It's four in the morning
And I am all alone
Except for the shadows
That call me home
The darkness is mingling
With the tears that fall
Giving strength to the demons
That await in the hall

There is nothing left
Of this soul of mine
It has broken away
And it's so hard to find
There's nothing left
For me to show
It's been taken away
By my ghosts
 Sep 2015 jt
Sumina Thapaliya
I can take a breath
but can't live my life
I am confused I am dead or alive

I have lots of things to do
will you please give some rest
I am now too tired
will you please clean up my bed

I want to see the moon
the clouds are dark
now its going to rain
can I now see it clear

I have lots of dream
will you please give me prefect night
I need to see my dreams
will you please make me alive
 Sep 2015 jt
Zack Phillips
Fog
 Sep 2015 jt
Zack Phillips
Fog
The fog is leaking through the door
Creeping slowing across the floor
Coming closer, frightening me
Filling the room, I can hardly see

The fog has broken down the door
Can't escape it any more
Nothing more that I can do
Now I'm enveloped with thoughts about you

The fog has eaten away the door
I'm not getting out of this, I'm sure
Soon the fog will turn to fire
This room to become my funeral pyre

There's only fog, there is no door
Now I know what it's got in store
Suffocating, I can hardly breathe
I take a step but cannot leave
 Sep 2015 jt
nivek
Some days you can write your socks off
and it never gets as easy as this;
You stopped wearing socks a long time ago
as a waste of time.
When the mania of writing first took hold.
 Sep 2015 jt
Ellie Shelley
Galaxies
 Sep 2015 jt
Ellie Shelley
You made me feel as though I had galaxies is my veins
And like my eyes were deep pools of the night sky
My mouth had been a grave yard
But you planted the tree of life on my tongue
My hair contained the winds of the world
But since the day I found out you left
I started draining my galaxy veins
Leaving empty universes
Reality with you holding her fogged over my night sky eyes
The tree of life was poisoned by my acidic voice
The day you left
The wind became extinct
And every metaphor I ever was, is gone
This is the new edited version of an old poem I wrote
 Sep 2015 jt
Yasmine
limits
 Sep 2015 jt
Yasmine
I thought I could
hear the roses
smell the colors
taste the fire
see the halos
control the mind
kiss the storm
touch the prayers
swallow the lies
hold the centuries
and
escape the world
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