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Stranger...
I know you
Beyond the screens
Even in the silence
That surrounds me...
I hear you chuckle and laugh

Stranger...
Conversations we have
Only words unheard
Unuttered go by...
But they mean much more
Than the sound of spoken word
That resonates over my tympanum

Stranger...
Across the different metros
Sits you and I
Yet we connect and continue
In our journeys
To our own goals
Parallel paths drawn...
Yet some common thread
Linking us all

And I feel you
At one hand's distance..
That is the connection
I have..
Strange are the ways of communication
It dissolves strangeness
Into an unexplained acquaintance!
In a poetic conversation with Vijayalakshmi Harish and Aditya Bhaskara... :)
 Feb 2013 Joanie Poston
sachin
You
 Feb 2013 Joanie Poston
sachin
You
You are my tuned radio when I go to sleep
You are my alarm when I have to wake
You compose my words when you are here
I'm here when you are always near
You r the silence of screaming waves
As noisy as the sea gulls are for food
You are the footprints in the sand dunes
As it's going to follow you to our home
You are the sculpture of a sand artist
Which settles down in hours is where I lay
You are the solitude of my lips
Where you rest your uttering heartbeats
You are the warm breeze on my shoulders
While my palm holds your longing fingers
Your hair is a cool shadow of a leafy tree
While I hide in breathing behind your ears
You are the moon sliding out of the window
In a calm starry night sharing a pillow
As I rest my hands on your navel
You breathe gently, turn slightly, and kiss me lightly
I will wake you up with whispering confession of love
Under the soft morning rays, let’s replenish quietly
And get lost into the silence of our hearts
I am an earthy creature,
rooted firmly below the oaks of my surreal forest.
My persona is that of something calmer,
serene,
beckoning.
The water pumps quickly through my veins,
sporting my impulse,
emotion,
polarity.
This water causes the passion to burn in my eyes,
pay no mind,
to the intimidating fire,
that blazes beneath,
the soothing green.
It is but only natural to discuss what is believed,
and what isn't.
I don't spit fire,
but it dances within me none the less.
The wind blows lightly,
through my copper ringlets,
so refreshing;
an odd feeling, indeed!
Sometimes I forget to breath,
the gift of life.
Sometimes we as humans take all of these elements for granted. Harmony, emotion, passion, and life. The funny thing is, though; Is that they reside within us!
I simply
Do not
Understand
The complexities
Of myself
So no
I do not
Understand
Others
But I try
I try to
Solve this puzzle
Of me
And hopefully
While I piece
Together the images
And hidden meanings
Maybe I can start to
Understand the puzzle
That is you
Or the
Hardest puzzle of all,
Humanity.
Wanted to write something and somehow got this
Oh well
No one is ever home, and i knocked for awhile but got bored.

I even looked upon the lords and was largely ignored, so i forged a new line in the sand, and made better time, as everyone else contemplated their stance.

I have better chances alone, against the oncoming storm, and i no longer have a gun, as i have vowed to help the ones i hate, as i stumble in the grace of the time it takes to replace these friends of mine that i have made while trying to play nice.

Silence is no longer a disguise while every one is talking, and its obvious that that's all anyone does, with hollow meanings, demeaning the trust we claimed in the love, and it has proven to be too much, as i hang on the empty words, praying that the curse is dispersed across the sea for the stars to read the ***** versus of the creeds, inscribed in scribbles that ripple into cursive versus from ancient servers to another dream.

I close my eyes to wake, but still asleep, i just hope i learn something cheap to pass the day, wide eyed and unblinking, i get to thinking that i make my fate, that reality is shaped from my attitude, and that only the absolutes that are believed to be true can be true, so in knowing nothing i can pursue the untruths of my disbelief and we can be in unison even when all over the place.
These chains hold me down
So much pressure is on me
You see me as a clown
You never understand me
I want to make you proud
It's so hard to do
When you only see the bad side of me

Now I'm crying but you don't see the tears
And I'm calling for you but you don't seem to hear.
When I'm dying you don't feel the pain I feel
Now I'm just waiting for something to change

You say you love me but I feel thats a lie
When I wanna give up you say I never tried
It hurts to know you can't see past the negativity
I love you just the same please listen to what I say!

Now I'm left in the dark, wondering why
Why do I have to hurt all of the time?
I feel sick and alone
I don't want to cry
Don't leave me alone
I'm shattered, I'm broke.
 Feb 2013 Joanie Poston
B
One
 Feb 2013 Joanie Poston
B
One
One word
One smile, one glance
A slow forming wound on a sensitive heart
One thought
The anticipation of the possibility
The pain of its non-existence
One moment, one crack
A flashing glimpse of a future
Love in its vacant form
One touch
Innocent, sweet
A mindless stab by
One man
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