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I'm emotionally detached,
in twenty nine days ninety panic attacks,
I see through your eyes,
straight to your past,
the times that you meant it when you really laughed.
Your crescents hate light,
and descend through the day,
I'm deciding my mind between painful and sane,
dividing a line between not okay and opaque.
I know my life's doubtful,
more mournful than most.
Lost in translation as feeling the least,
a leash on my brain and one sense of release.
I wanna meet sharpness to puncture my breath,
rather than losses I can't reconnect-
All feedback is welcome and appreciated

This poem is about how unattached I am from myself. I hope it makes sense
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Sylph
Unicorns blood tastes of cream

Dragon scales bright and green

Trolls are small but they are mighty

Witches as far as our eyes can see

Dolls are pretty but they will ****

Vampires bite and all by will

Spirits come at the rise of night

       The Shadows come at the flick of a light
I wrote this a while ago, But its perfect timing!
Favorite holiday needs its own poem =)
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Mary Allard
Tell me, gracious
of what do you know
the girl who i was
long long ago
whose long, brown hair
danced to and fro
in weather when birds wouldn't sing

Have you heard of her
kind green eyes
an innocent heart
incapable of lies
how everyday she tries and tries
to play with those kids in the street

Did they tell you
how i used to play
before some creepy man
took my innocence away
before i cried on the floor
and prayed and prayed
that someone would come and save me

Do you recall
before i couldn't eat
before one, small apple
was a "special treat"
as the doctor told me to take a seat
and asked when my starving would end

Remember before
my heart was broken
by senior boys
with lovely words spoken
and crushed into pieces
they kept as a token
of how i was defeated

But that girl has not grown
as i have now
cannot say confidently
that she earned her crown
although all the suffering
did wear her down
i built myself back up
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Sylph
Words
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Sylph
Words can do anything
Words have so much more power
Then we tend to give them

Words can be the knife cutting your skin
Words can be the light in the dark
Words can be your mask

"Sticks and stones
Can break my bones
But words
Can never hurt me"

Using the perfect word..
Theres so much you can do..
Maybe the first words just a crack..
But theres only so many cracks before the glass shatters..
You have so much more power
Than you think
Just
by
Using
              The
                          perfect
                                       Word
Stay Self-Aware..Your words can make a HUGE difference, And have a HUGE impact on someone or something..I think you would be surprises at how the smallest things can be so big.
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
ryn
Simplicity in three little words
That I regurgitate so profusely
Words as free as soaring birds
Used by the brave and the mighty.

Three little words that two bodies would declare
Every so often when the heart so desires
Whispered lightly like the wind in your hair
Or shouted out loud like brimstone and fires.

These three little words shouldn't be taken very lightly
For in it lies the power to move, most regal a mountain
Squander not its meaning, until you have proven worthy
Misuse it not, until you've known for certain.

First word refers to the being of self
Third one suggests the existence of another
Middle binds the two like nails to a shelf
Middle defines the two as they're made for each other.

I've used these words many a time in the past
Then I know not, of it's sacred binding potency
I've learnt now through time that they would last
I've learnt this through a hidden path of discovery.

Now it's value stares me right in the eyes
Piercing through my mind, body and heart
Baring itself, shedding it's cloak of disguise
First time in my life, I saw a brand new start.

I am neither brave, nor am I mighty
I have felt it so great, I know it to be true
These words resonate with conviction within me
Clear echoes from my heart, it said, "I love you".
Reposted for Joe Cole's 'Words' Challenge
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Josie
How I wish
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Josie
How I wish
that I was
still
the confident little girl
who thought
that
she
could
take
on
the
world
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
aviisevil
Sweet little innocent blue eyes
Wanna know what they hide
Hey cat-kitty-kat-doll
Wanna come down and forget it all
Look in my hand
There's a magic wand
Wanna play with it
And build castle in the sand
Crooked-cold-scary-crazy-old-man
Walked with a cane in his right hand
Wicked smile and pocket full of candies
Tonight was in her dreams again
Cruel-dark-sick-black-world
Wanna know what you did with her
For a candy she lost her smile
And you gave her demons before her time
She was small and could barely speak
One little candy all she seek
And you gave her a nightmare before her time
made a face and said its just another crime
Sweet little innocent blue eyes
Wanna know what they hide
Hey cat-kitty-kat-doll
Maybe one day she can forget it all
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Níla
Creature
 Oct 2018 Lynnia
Níla
I am a beautiful creature
inside a body so limited
so rotten in character
and of a species so evil
a person so nice
stuck in a world left to die
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