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Apr 2018 · 2.8k
Untitled
Wilder Apr 2018
I stood
On the edge
Of the shore
Peering past
Where others
Have gone
Before
I took
A step
Of faith and destiny
And so did you and so
Who touched the water
Before the path turned away
From the others
Heart leaping into my throat
As the road turns away
Swerving toward the fork
Time to make a choice
The dead are gone
The living left
The clock still runs
Don't make it stop
I think this is still unfinished, it was sitting in my drafts. I might add more... maybe.
Apr 2018 · 641
On My Own
Wilder Apr 2018
Dreaming of something else
Trying to find myself
I know I've lost my way
But I can't find the day
Light
On
My
Own

I need someone to help me
I need someone to guide me
Home
On
My
Own

But I don't see a friendly face
Among this human race
I strain to see the stars
The
Only
Light
To
Take
Me
Home
On
My
Own
Mar 2018 · 322
YOLO
Wilder Mar 2018
They say, "You only live once!"
So wouldn't you make it as long as you could?
Everything you do to yourself is passed on,
Don't you want others to learn what they should, not what they shouldn't?
My cousin said this once and this was my response (but obviously not as a poem, XD)
Mar 2018 · 209
This path
Wilder Mar 2018
Can you show me a different path

One with exciting features

This one is so dull

Will we find it

Maybe

Now

Maybe

Will we find it

This one is so dull

One with exciting features

Can you show me a different path

This one is boring

Let's take
A
New
Path
      One that
               Twists and
                 Turns
            And
Is so much
More fun            
This is better              
See all the curves                  
But we could
Take a path because
We think we should
And that might be fun
But I can't rhyme
So I'll just stay on this path

For now...
I might have had writers block... XD
Mar 2018 · 564
Here, Hello Poetry
Wilder Mar 2018
Why do I come here,
Day
After
Day
Soak my worries into these healing poems
Dive into someone else's heartbreak
Cry with them
Swim though a tangle of truth written by a nobody
You aren't a nobody anymore
This is a haven, a sanctuary of hope
For all these wandering poets
Wandering through heartbreak
Lies, truth
Death, life
Hurt, healed
So, ask me, why am I here?
Aren't you here for the same reason?
Mar 2018 · 400
Tomorrow's secrets
Wilder Mar 2018
Sometimes I wake up
And I know tomorrow's secrets
It's scary, knowing what comes next
Like reading the last page of a book
Then reading the rest

Have you ever known tomorrow's secrets?
Have you ever had to hide because you can't handle knowing?
And being unable to change it?

But who will ever really know
Who knows has known and will know?
God.

These glimpses are gifts
Treasures
Precious little things
Not to be taken lightly

Still, it's scary, knowing tomorrow's secrets
Unable to change them
But knowing them all the same.
This is for real for me, I get Dejavu at places I've never been. It's the strangest thing, the second I realize I've done it before, I see the next thing that happens, then it does. It can be really scary, but I know He will make good out of it.
Mar 2018 · 427
Song of Fire
Wilder Mar 2018
What if I gave you a song of fire
Constantly burning brighter
More than you ever meant to me
More than your songs could ever be
If you knew me
You would not be mean
But I know you don't know
You can't ever understand
My mind is uncontrollable
So what if I gave you a song of fire
Constantly burning brighter
More than you ever meant to me
More then your songs could ever be
I'm not sure where this came from, I found the first line floating through my mind and it needed to escape.
Mar 2018 · 346
Surely you will be fine?
Wilder Mar 2018
Why are we so dumb
Why are we stupid
Why don't we know

They said flying cars would be abundant by now
They lied

They told us they'd make the impossible
Three years ago

So maybe humanity is falling toward disaster
So maybe no-one really cares
So maybe all people really want is the newest I-phone X
Maybe
Yes

If the technology and time spent on video games had been invested in vehicles
We would all have flying cars running on peaches

Soo, yes. We really are all idiots, blind to the world around us.
We could've had a wonderfully green planet.
BUT, Don't Worry, cause YOU have a new Amazon prime membership that is destroying malls as you read this. Surely you will be fine. Fat, unable to move, robots responding to your brain waves, but sure, you'll be fine.
sorry, I kind of went off on a rant there... but I just got back from a mall where literally half the stores were closed. It was really sad, so I went off on a rant.  But it's important that we don't grow up into this horrible future that's leaning closer every day.
Mar 2018 · 218
Journey
Wilder Mar 2018
So many unfamiliar faces
Swirling round me again
Picking up the pieces
Of those fallen in...

Take up the call
Find thine own place

Can you follow past
Where you last
Fell down?

Take up the call
Find thine own place

Journey farther than
Before!

Take up the call
Find thine own place

Again you go.
Mar 2018 · 224
Comparison
Wilder Mar 2018
all these people
What do they know?
all these places
What can they show?
all these things
What does it do?

We surround ourselves with knowledge,
Hoping for wisdom
Praying for peace
all these things
What good are these?

Can they tell us of our thoughts,
Which ones we should have?
Can they guide our decisions,
The good or the bad?

No
all of these things are worthless
When compared with the face of God.
Mar 2018 · 341
who will listen?
Wilder Mar 2018
The water opens wide
Swallowing me up again

I rest in their peaceful grasp
My mind floats free

It sees the rushing tide
From deep inside
Wondering when will it all end
When will the world fall away
Will we live to see that day

Soon it is coming
Rushing upon us
We will not see it
Will not hear it
Wil not smell it
Will not feel it
Will not touch it
Until it has come
Then all will be at it's end

My mind upon returning
Confused and bewildered
Tries to relate to me the warning
But I, like so many cannot hear it
Cannot see it
Cannot smell it
Cannot feel it
Cannot touch it
My mind cannot commute to me the danger
Of not believing.
and who
will listen?
Mar 2018 · 193
Be content
Wilder Mar 2018
We yearn for all that we can't have.
The newest,
The brightest,
The things someone else has.

But what
If we
Were content
With what
We have?
Mar 2018 · 179
Lost wishes
Wilder Mar 2018
A single drop, blood red
Landing softly, from above
A wish, lost
A hope, left
A dream crushed
Because others didn't think of it enough
Because of the things they thought were important
Because of the dreams they never had

Wishes falling down
Wishes all around
Splattering on the ground
The wishes, all gone
Mar 2018 · 95
The place I cannot go
Wilder Mar 2018
Would that I could see the sun
Would that I could watch the sea
Would that I could be with thee
If only time could turn around
Of only it could see
The times left behind me
Are the ones that couldn't be

My heart is set on a golden cloud
My eyes strain to see it
My heart is gone, so far away
And mine eyes cannot reach it

Take me back
Bring me home
I wish not to linger
In this world
So dark and cold
Where I am still
Alone
To everyone who is alone and hopeless.

— The End —