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We all were strangers before
but time brought us together
And we came to know each other more.
I was always afraid of fall
but whenever I looked around
I smiled, cause I knew you all would be my wall.
Waiting for people at metro station was irritating
but I enjoyed every moment with you all
From sitting on the floor to eating.
We had fights and stupid conversations
but one thing I am glad about
We peacefully handled all the situations.
What would I miss? That headphone and those calls?
i guess not?
I would rather miss those talks and the trolls.
Home doesn’t feel like home
just few moments away
And all the memories will be gone
Just a promise to keep the faith forever
to be with each other till the end
No matters whenever, wherever.
This poem was for my offices friends, when out company was about to shut down. Sad that was
 Apr 2016 Lilly frost
Adam M Snow
My Insanity
Written by Adam M. Snow

Falling weak, I lay my head;
resting now I feel dread.
A ghost am I,
forever nigh;
a mute yet blind;
this world, my mind
held insanity,
my humanity,
lost to eternity,
by mortality.
 Apr 2016 Lilly frost
Rockie
Touch Upon My Insanity
She whispers
Into the white walls
Touch Upon My Insanity
She cries
To the men and women in white coats
Touch Upon My Insanity
She screams
At the white buckled jacket
Encasing her
In a never-ending repetition of
Touching Upon Insanity
 Apr 2016 Lilly frost
Poetic T
Insanity
                               Is
Leaving
                                                      The
            Latch
Swigging

                                                               ­          Inside
           Your


Minds
                                                         Door.....
The misunderstood
The kind beautiful souls
That care too much
Love too deeply
Laying in bed
With monsters
And demons
And devils
Holding their hearts
Hiding in their arms
Crying
Because everything hurts
Seeing the world as it is
Watching nothing change
It's painful just to inhale
And exhale
The simple act of breathing
Hurts
Nearly unbearable
And they breathe
And live
And survive
Through the pain
And heartache
Day after day
Stronger and more
Beautiful
For the happiness
They sacrfice
From themselves
By caring and loving
Too much
They see beauty
In the world
In other people
Sometimes real
Sometimes illusion
But rarely do they
See that in all our world
In all our truth
And all our faults
That it is from their
Own hearts
That the purest
Beauty shines
Feeling trapped
And chained
And lost
To darkness
Never knowing
Never trusting
Never loving
Their own light
Often not being able
To see it themselves
No one stopping
To say

It's ok...

I'm here with you...

Its ok to hurt
It's ok to sleep
With sadness
Buried deep in
Your marrow
It's ok
To be depressed
To crawl under
Your bed and hide
With your monsters
It's ok to dance
With your pain
Dance and dance
Until your feet bleed
And your whole being
Aches
Dance until the pain
Is part of you
Because
It is part of you

It's ok to be you

No one is free
Of suffering
Of sickness
Of death
But not everyone
Really feels
It's the misunderstood
The kind
The beautiful
Caring too much
Loving too deeply
That feel
Everything
And to feel
Everything
You have to hurt
Hurt down to when
Your soul was pulled out
Of the void
And into existence
Hurt back to when
Your heart took its first beat
Back to your unbearable
First breath
All alone in the void
Rushing into this life
Unknown...

Hurting

So feel everything
For those that hurt the most
Also love the most
And it is the purest love
Everything about you
The pain and hurt and heartache and depression and suffering and love...

Everything...

Everything makes you beautiful
I've grown ridiculously fond of you
With no logic or science on my side of reason
A soulfire burning wildly
Flames growing out of control
My heart dancing in the middle of it all
Adding turpentine and gasoline
More fuel for its desire
In this sweet dream I long for the comfort of your lips
To find love hiding within
And in lust I cry
For the sin of your hips
And long to explore every strand of your hair
Every breath of your soul
And the depths of your eyes
I want to see everything you have hiding inside
Laughing in the hands
Of madness
I walk through a mirror in the dead of night
And find my reflection crafting dream after dream
Pulling and forming the blood from my heart like porcelain
Into beautiful sculptures of you
And as I watch
I see that my reflection  looks more like me than I have looked in such a long while
Everything paues
And the air and time stop
My heart rises and floats
To where I am standing
Frozen and smiling
And then my heart speaks to me...
"I've been broken
And I've been bruised...
It's true...
Over and over...
Time and again...
But...
Have I ever been
Wrong
When it came to falling
In love?"
With no logic or science to argue
I had nothing to say but nod in agreement
And my heart just explained
Why I'm ridiculously fond of you
 Apr 2016 Lilly frost
MikeyP
What poem is it that you need?
Is there something you wish to see?
A poem telling you to STOP! Please don't leave.
All you have to do is inform *me
.

I'll write to encourage you to stay strong.
I'll tell you that right here is where you belong.
That it's time to pack up and time to move on.

Is there a certain kind of rhyme?
One about just losing time?
One about feeling so dark inside?
I'll tell you that you're doing just fine.

My words will hold you through your abuse,
You need to know that there is never an excuse!
They make you victims and you'll be used.
Just take my hand as we walk out of their view.

If you ever just need a new friend,
I have a pen and paper in my right hand.
I'll be your positive when you can't stand.
And I'll be your notes way passed the **end.
No really though... Whatever it is that you need. If I can write you a poem that helps you sleep.  Just tell me.
 Apr 2016 Lilly frost
MikeyP
What do you do* when you've lost your purpose?
Stay hidden behind closed doors or rise to the surface?
What do you do when you've given everything and all?
Give up and fail or do you stand up to redeem your fall?
What do you do when you have lost more than your heart?
Put up your walls and stay alone or open up to a new start?

Either choice is always yours to make
My advice is to try again and make a few mistakes
Don't let this world turn you dark and fake
Stand up for what you believe in at all stakes
Ignore the negativity and rise to your fate
Again, what do you do when the world turns blank??


The Choice  *is always yours, my friend.
I'm gonna find my purpose again
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