Poetry by MAN: Favorites

Apr 2014 Poetry by MAN

Judypatooote

Bringing friends together,
in a Tea Room by the Bay...
The Tea Room was a chicken coop,
way back in it's day...
It even has hats and dresses
perhaps you want to play,
Bringing friends together,
For that delicious cup of Tea.
In a Tea Room that's so specical,
you want to stay all day....

by ~ judy

This tea room was made out of an old chicken coop, that has a round roof, like half a circle...the decorations are so precious, it is such a warm pleasant place to enjoy your friends. Thanks to Dee who makes it so special...

Apr 2014 Poetry by MAN

sea of red

Apr 2014 Poetry by MAN

Elli

sea of red

2 weeks without these thoughts
i really thought i was getting better

but alas, it's just the calm weather
before the storm

blood on the paper
lines on my skin

drown me in this sea of red
let it drown my thoughts
let me feel the pain
to make sure that i am alive

gross sobbing
through the night

it won't disturb
your peaceful sleep

oh heavens, i hope to feel
this peaceful feeling
only the dead knows

drown me in this sea of red
let it balance the pain of my heart

drown me
suffocate me

my heart cannot take it anymore

#depressed

Apr 2014 Poetry by MAN

These spiritual window-shoppers

Apr 2014 Poetry by MAN

Rumi

These spiritual window-shoppers

      These spiritual window-shoppers,
      who idly ask, 'How much is that?' Oh, I'm just looking.
      They handle a hundred items and put them down,
      shadows with no capital.

       What is spent is love and two eyes wet with weeping.
      But these walk into a shop,
      and their whole lives pass suddenly in that moment,
      in that shop.

       Where did you go? "Nowhere."
      What did you have to eat? "Nothing much."

       Even if you don't know what you want,
      buy something, to be part of the exchanging flow.

       Start a huge, foolish project,
      like Noah.

       It makes absolutely no difference
      what people think of you.

Apr 2014 Poetry by MAN

Hangman

Apr 2014 Poetry by MAN

Wednesday

Hangman

I once sat on a blood stained pedestal
praying to a god made out of porcelain and water

I once saw through my enemies and
crushed their spirits under my black combat boots

I lie in the face of police
I lie in the face of my mother

I wear these scars like a noose

#lies #scars #excuses

Mar 2014 Poetry by MAN

Dark < Light

Mar 2014 Poetry by MAN

aphrodite

Dark < Light

I know you believe you have nothing left to lose,
but strength is still something you choose.
And if you keep medicating with your cigarettes and *****,
you'll never be able to break out of your depressive blues.

I know you believe that you were born to die,
but you'll die before your time if you let life pass you by.
It won't be easy, but you have to try
to throw away your harmful habits and wave them goodbye.

I know you believe you're broken inside,
but I promise there is still hope where the pieces lie.
Your struggle does not have to be something to hide
because there will always be people willing to stand by your side.

I know you believe in darkness,
so by default, you must believe in light.
And if you could just try get through another night,
I promise that one day, you'll be all right.

Hope you enjoy this.
**

#love #hope #apx