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One day I'll grow wings,
So big and strong.
Not fragile, not weak
Like my shattered soul.

One day I'll grow wings and stand tall,
And I wont give up, wont fall.
As the astronaut reaches it's Moon,
I'll be there waiting for you.

One day I'll grow wings and die,
A destiny that is meant for us all.
 Jun 18 Khadi Alza
Cadmus
๐ŸŽญ

What I truly feel
doesnโ€™t survive the telling.

It breaks
on the edge of languageโ€ฆ
leaving only
a softened version
for others to understand.

while the real thing
keeps burning quietly
where no words can reach.

๐ŸŽญ
Some truths are not spoken - they are endured in silence.
 Jun 17 Khadi Alza
Alienpoet
You are more radiant than the sun
my words lean upon
you like gravity pushes us down
but in those sounds
are the meanings that ground
my very existence
and life
if anything relates to you
it tends to send me into a dreaming state
Scheming late
to win you at all costs
in this game of life
which trees survive frosts
to bear fruit
like actions
you are more than a distraction
you are my everything
and yet I keep coming back
and I am taken
my heart is awakened not bored
I live aboard your wishes
which dance like dandelion seeds
on the wind
I love you I love you I love you lots.
 Jun 17 Khadi Alza
Cadmus
They asked me once,
โ€œWhy do you always take the hard path?โ€

I said,
โ€œItโ€™s not that I choose it
Itโ€™s just the only path I see.โ€

Not all of us are given options.

Some roads are rough
because thatโ€™s all there is.
Sometimes, life doesnโ€™t offer a choice between easy and hard - it simply gives a road, and we walk it.
 Jun 17 Khadi Alza
Kaiden
Lost
 Jun 17 Khadi Alza
Kaiden
Lost in a world i knew so well,
Locked myself up in my own hell,
Losing friends,
Hoping that it finally ends,
And sets me free from my own prison.

False beliefs,
Trying to find relief from the grief
Of an alive person,
A brother, a son,
He's still here,
But i believe he's gone.
i might take a break from writing (i know i keep saying this, i'm sorry) because i quite literally went into psychosis and i can barely function, not even mentioning writing. btw yes, im getting help, it just doesn't really work tbh
 Jun 17 Khadi Alza
Liana
And I'm cold in my bed
Tired
Pillow covered in tears because that's where they're used to falling
And I just want to be loved

And I know I am by my friends
And my family
But I want to be stuck in someone's head
And I want them to rub my arm and make me a little bit less cold
And maybe have my tears land on their shoulder instead

I want to be the poem and not the poet for once
A reminder of an ex-lover?
An unstitched wound?
An uninvited guest?
An unbearable pain?

All the unanswered questions
haunt me now day and night.
I am left yearning to drown,
When smothered in your love.
Breath, breath is optional,
I live off of your love.

Addiction, obsession, craving,
Need, you are need,
So I repeat the same words back to you,
Drown me.
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