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 Oct 2014 M
paper boats
Humanity's womb is barren
The music has died away
We ***** our children
Lead them astray.
Change marched through the streets
As they lay littered and free
For these corrupt eyes to see.
For these corrupt eyes to see.
How we bled for peace
And we killed for peace
But peace was power
And power was peace
How we bled for peace
And we killed for peace
*Now our blood drowns us.
-Our greatest punishment is that we crave change, and yet it is futile-
 Oct 2014 M
Rj
Happiness
 Oct 2014 M
Rj
Happiness should not be a visitor
It should be a permanent guest
 Oct 2014 M
M
Untitled
 Oct 2014 M
M
we are not for each other
and maybe I will never be for anyone
or maybe
no one will ever be for me
 Oct 2014 M
Erenn
The Fighter
 Oct 2014 M
Erenn
How did I get here?
Wait, I can't see
Anyone there? Hello?
Wait, I can't move!
What happened!?
All I wanted was to play basketball
How did it end up like this?

Life is like a box
You're inside
Concealed from light
You learn to live in the darkness
The sounds that your heard
Gave you light
Light of hope that precedes truth
Acceptance of change is a struggle
You have to learn again

But I didn't falter

It all happened in a flash
I didn't know my condition could lead to this
Darkness within with no light to breath
I cried infinitely hoping I could see again
But there's still no light

Only in dreams were my paradise
Faces of mom & dad
My siblings being bullied by me as always
Playing lead guitar on stage in front of thousands
Andy singing:
"We follow the morning star
A light where darkness trailed
The passion left unholy
Now you find yourself!"


Music helps me breathe
The tune flowing through my veins
Like blood streaming to my heart
Giving me light
Pumping everytime
Reminding me, there's still hope

I don't know how long I can live with the darkness
Not being able to move
Reliance to my parents who never gave up on me
A burden i see myself to those I hold dear
But they keep telling me
"We will never give up on you!"

And so,
I tell myself

*I will live life to the fullest
Even in this world of darkness
I will take flight
I will pull through
I will try my best to open this box
Until I see the light
This is dedicated to my new friend on HP, Jinxx:)
He's a fighter. He was diagnosed with a condition that cause him to be paralyzed from the waist down and blindness.
Despite this mishap, he still continues to be active on HP.
I read his works. And immediately i thought,
"I have to write about him!"
All those who are reading this. Please pray for him in hopes that he will recover soon! Repost or like to show him that we care. And go check out his account, he writes brilliantly:)
We are always with you Jinxx!
http://hellopoetry.com/JinxxedForLife/
 Oct 2014 M
Erenn
Mavericks
 Oct 2014 M
Erenn
Spouting nonsense about hardship nonchalantly
Reaching for the sun that never came
Dimmed light poles were the only ones glinting like stars
Laughing at how silly that was but doing it on repeat
Feeling content with living that life

Knowing all this will be gone one day
Seizing every second while it lasts
Demurring all thoughts of deleterious inputs
It will only damage what matters inside

Let laughter be brought in
Tears of joy on lame anecdotes
Let the inner child in you come out from that chest
Let all wars be resolved by-
Shrouding papers, Cutting air & Throwing stones
Catching every raindrop in that heavy downpour
Hilarity at every moment when you’re with your friends

Despite its wonders enclosed by fatuous walls
'Boxes' are the entities of our translucent merriment
Creating that canopy out of our prodigious stronghold
We feel unscathed by the demon’s vice
We’re just the same
As we are inside

We converse as we may
Not thinking yet preached ingenuity
Of benevolence & truth
We somehow knew stained past
Couldn't be bleached out easily
Because some stains couldn't be  removed

And we are all  Mavericks

We don’t know perfection
We don’t strive for attention
They called us insane
We call it intuition
We belong to one body
With infinite traits of emotion

It’s alright to be different
Pay no attention to what they say
Because we are unique

*We enact the happiness that we create.
Sometimes we just forget to just be ourselves.
Pretense is just running weary in your mind.
It's not real. Be the Reality.
Be who you really are:)
 Oct 2014 M
Rj
Bird
 Oct 2014 M
Rj
I fell asleep in the canopy of an oak tree
Laying down on a high, thick limb
Thick enough to support my entire body
Limb carpeted in stubby tree fern
I awoke to the sound of birds,
And a gentle breeze, reminding me its fall
A small, fat bird perched contently
And I found myself wishing I was a bird
That I could fly away from my problems
That I could close my eyes and finally jump,
But being a bird I could catch myself with wings
I have the comfort of knowing it was myself
That was keeping  me going
 Oct 2014 M
M
test results
 Oct 2014 M
M
and it seems as though there is nothing wrong with my own precious heart- it has been blessed and made sacred, I have been tested and reviewed and through all my examinations I have processed
I have been consecrated without my knowledge, baptised without consent and without an idea of destiny- I did not know where I was going and I thought my shattered heart was on its shattered road and my broken soul was headed to brokenness but God has been mending me and melding me all at once. I have been made whole, for I am whole. He has planned out my life for my best good but I could not see it, my eyes skipped over the road and forgot where I was headed, without the grand picture in front of me I lost who I was and could not see a clear image-
after all
a poet believes their whole life that they are broken
and finds, at the very end,
that they were flawless all along.
 Oct 2014 M
M
it's a little ironic
that there is something wrong with my heart
that I, this hopeless poet, has a defect
in her favorite topic, her favorite metaphor-
and that this, this, the source of her life, should fail her.
 Oct 2014 M
SG Holter
Heartsplit
 Oct 2014 M
SG Holter
Heartsplit*

A measure of the time
Between one part of a relationship
Not caring as much
Anymore

And the other responding
The same way

Slightly longer than a heartbeat
Slightly less than
Love

Perhaps being aware
Never takes us
There
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