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 Dec 2016 Kash
Megan Sherman
The afterlife is beckoning
It'll envelop you in perfect care
A transformation is happening
As you ascend the stair

One soul divine, indivisible
Unique and odd and rare
My own is a little better
For all that I saw there
 Dec 2016 Kash
Joshua
No matter how damaged I feel
No matter how broken my spirit is
No matter how much pain I go through
I still lift my weary fingers and try to fix you
As much as I want to cry with you
Someone has to stay strong for the both of us
I even break pieces of myself off to add them to you
Because you need them
I let myself fall apart when I know I could fix myself
Because I’m too busy fixing you
My heart is torn, battered, bruised, broken
Yet it is still warm
Sometimes I feel I care too much for you
And not enough about myself
But I can’t help it
I care so much about others
Friends, family, strangers
But its killing me slowly
Helping them carry their weight on my shoulders
I smile at them as we walk together but under my clothes
The weight of my own problems still pull me down
I am emotionally drained
But I don’t show them that
Why show them my sorrow?
I already worked so hard to get them to smile
Why drag them into my problems when I know they already have more than they could handle
So I walk alone
Forever shackled down with my problems and the problems of anyone else who seeks my help
It’s so ironic how the only thing that keeps my heart warm and going
Is the same thing that is slowly killing it
 Dec 2016 Kash
Parker A Blackwood
For the forests that have less brush
The fog around these rush
Giving all dwellers its shadows
So they can come close and not be exposed
 Dec 2016 Kash
Blossom
Becoming
 Dec 2016 Kash
Blossom
Pale green blossoms rise up out of the rich moist dirt, reaching for sunlight

Rivers rage from melting icecapes, racing towards defrosting lakes below

Humming and chirping fills through warming air, nature has music again

Fawns and foals on their new wobbly legs, nibble grasses that have grown green and crisp

Me with my camera, capture life at its peak, the becoming of spring life's began
-I miss spring-
 Dec 2016 Kash
StaticNSage
Peace
 Dec 2016 Kash
StaticNSage
Slept the slumber of exhausted thought process and still came out numbed and humbled to the prospects
Higher living is imagined in cloudiest view form and hard as ever to earn, I could have nothing or everything
Given the chance to perform
I'd share what I've learned
Had it given gifts of light and had it taken by needy individuals revolting for their own lot in life
I'm talking revolution in looting
And sinners with spite, noseless sight seeing and forests that block trees
I've walked long enough for the vantage point
Poked the bear to bleed
Patched the relativity with a higher power I find awkwardly daunting
The back and forth of ****'em but save me in the moment is all together haunting
A never ending melodic type of heathens dance
When all I'm saying, is take a deep breath, right?
And give peace a chance
Broken
does not render someone useless,
nor does it mean that the end has come,

It simply means
that the person has been mishandled,
I believe, that this is the case, for some.

Broken
does not mean hopeless,
nor does it mean that better days,
for the tired soul, will not arrive,

It simply means that the person
has to work harder
to bounce back,
to be brave and stay alive.

Broken,
in itself,
is beautiful,
it means that the person
has lived,
experienced and survived,

Broken
means strength and endurance -
It means, that by a Warrior,
defeat was denied.

By Lady R.F ©2016
 Dec 2016 Kash
Green Eyed Blues
Success is when the worst parts of your life become your greatest blessing
 Dec 2016 Kash
Shaudia E
I kissed
the rim of morning,
hoping
I wasn't just your shot of
espresso...
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