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 Mar 2017 A D
HappyHappyHappy
Somebody answer my question.

Is it not right to be kind?

Should I give up on being kind?

I've always been kind to those around me.

Even if I don't seem like it.

I  respect the ones who hate me

The ones who are rude to me

The ones who call me names.

The ones who seem to have no interest in me.

I am kind to all.

But these days.... that's been hard to keep up.

I am failing to be kind.

I'm tired.

Of me getting hurt because of my kind heart

Of me so foolish

Of me being ignored

By the ones who I love.

Especially the ones who I love.

I am confused.

Somebody help me.

Please.








I beg you
.........................................what was dat
We are being held hostage
by our fears,

We are fighting so hard
not to unleash our tears.

We are sinking
into the ground,
as we walk into the bellies
of many a horrific
and catastrophic storm,

We are trying
to hold our hearts together
because they are in pieces -
they were heartlessly broken to bits
and torn.

We are lost in a maze,
and we are completely out of breath,

We are staring into a ******* hole -
our pending final resting place,
upon our lonely death.

We are spinning out of control,
We are scared of falling
into the dark void - that intimidating
black hole.

We are all alone in a world
that is unfamiliar to our minds,
and to our shattered souls,
in every way,

We are in survival-mode
every single mentally overwhelming,
challenging, but blessed, new day.

By Lady R.F ©2017
A bad run
Doesn't mean a bad life!
Everyday is a blessing.
Life can be cruel, but the blessing is in each new sunrise, each moment with our loved ones, and each forward step we take.

The sun will shine in due time,
We have to take the good with the bad.

We are warriors!
We are grateful!
We are blessed!
 Feb 2017 A D
Savannah Charlish
I found a scribbled poem
The letters written by a hand too drunk to understand
There were only two words clear enough to read:
"All alone."

Oh my tender heart,
What will save you?
 Oct 2016 A D
Kem-Ann
Dark hues
 Oct 2016 A D
Kem-Ann
each of us
wears a mask
of grey,
of black,
or mostly blue
with every 'okay'
there's hidden clue
of sadness
of pain
a feeling, so hard to contain
 Oct 2016 A D
Cynthia Jean
Seeking to please
Me
above all else
grows you daily
into
the masterpiece
God
has created you
to
be


Cj 2016
preparing us for our purpose
 Oct 2016 A D
Bhakti Lata
I want to dance until
my feet go sore
my anklets break free
and I faint on the floor.

I want to sing until
I lose all my senses
my lungs tear apart
and my larynx comes to
a screeching halt.

I want to laugh until
tears pour out my eyes
the darkness around me
gets dissolved in my
laughter's floodlights
and all the existing walls
shatter and break
by the sound of my guffaw.

I want to be like that
singing dancing laughing, mad woman
whom we like to stop and watch,
shake our heads in disapproval
and then secretly think –

'I wish I could be crazy like her!'
 Oct 2016 A D
Peter J Thomas
More
 Oct 2016 A D
Peter J Thomas
Didn't see it coming,

Struck down to the floor,

But in life you keep on going,

And coming back for more.
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