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 Jul 2023 Winter
Harriet Shea
I walked the woodland
of my dreams
drank the water of truth
blessed me in front of
the waterfall of beauty
I wrote down words that
floated from my heart to
mind
Not once have I feared life
would not be fair.

I climbed the mountain
brave and proud
I joined the Bird's free
within the realm of
all I believed
I still climb my mountain
maybe a little stronger
in spirit, somewhat wiser
spreading my wings flying with the
wind of promise.

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 Jul 2023 Winter
Odd Odyssey Poet
I'm two sides of being psychotic and iconic,
But right I'm in between being ironic
Lasting sickening thoughts that feel quite chronic,
With so many voices in my head I yell out, "stop it"
The shy guy who chokes on his words, that feels like *****
And still chasing dreams, with a constant anxiety that's so hard to run from it
While my moods switch up so quick, like a liar trying to switch a topic
A subject to excersing my self torture,
Searching himself; as a piece of myself, I might of lost it
With every bone to pick with the skeletons nicely packed in my closet

But in the end I have to remind myself,
"hey, you're pretty awesome"
 Jun 2023 Winter
Man
Render me living,
I have walked, too long
With lurid eyes, of sunken white.
My hollow heart, empty veins
A shade of black, within me:
Colors dark as night.
And the flame I have been kindling,
It too, appears
To want to die
 Jun 2023 Winter
دema flutter
my heart’s so fragile;
i’m afraid to give it away,

all that’s left of me is
a sarcastic personality,
and even that is
starting to fade.
 Jun 2023 Winter
Mrs Timetable
I watched you swim
Under the blue raspberry
Pink vanilla
Sugar spun sky
The nostalgia of your innocence
Made me realize
My life could not be any sweeter
Than this
Then you proved me wrong
With your gazed upward view
And whispered
Daddy
I want to be just like you
Father daughter love
At dawn of day
I peep between the  shutters of my petals
To see the light of early sunrise
What an enthralling world view
Through the curtain of mist
I see colors so startling
Charmed to just be
this rose in the making
What color will I be?
I don’t know…..
Who will fall in love with me.
Will my petals fall one by one
for the one who will treasure me
will I crown the newborn
celebrate birthdays
Or just a Valentine.
I don’t know and I don’t care
I’m here to be
for you.

Humans are like roses,
delicate
unique
in their own way
In need of love and care.



Shell ✨🐚
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