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 Jan 2016 NitaAnn
jeffrey robin
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Like as in a movie image

I seen them !

( while walking to the movie  theatre )

//

an image of myself

Walking to the movie theatre

Past the corpses

Of the 3 children

-""-

Wondering what you are thinking

Wondering

How you hold the images

Of humanity

In your mind


/:/

There are so

Many movies

!

( a poem is like a movie )



I
Walk

Down the street

I see the corpses of 3 young girls

//

The living and the dead

//

We inter-mingle

Can we tell the difference  !

))((

Our world is dying



We take our broken souls for a walk

Past the broken bodies

The absent dreams

"00"


We stand in front of the Cathedral

( the movie theatre )

Symbol of our Social  Media society

The BELLS !

Mourners with faces painted white

Come down the street

And pick up
The

Corpses

""""

The cameras roll !

Drone airplanes

Circle in the sky

/:/

Someone drops some LSD

someone holds up a

TRUMP FOR PRESIDENT sign

///

The day ends

::

Comes the sweet night

But no one sleeps

1000's of images invade the mind

1000's of corpses

1000's of Saviors

Amid the light


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 Sep 2015 NitaAnn
G
The Elephant* went out for a trot
but instead retreated to its home.

The signs existed everywhere
but the paint tainted dark black.

The Elephant was told to be itself
however gullibility was on the prowl.

The mind powered through a no--
forbidden nature prevailed.

the elephant fell silence to its hope
although
the fire roared anyway.





**Weakness bites at our knees.
 Sep 2015 NitaAnn
Saphire
Let me rest in the arms of slumber,
For my palanquin has arrived.

Decorated with white lilies,
Let it be carried by its bearers.

Today I'm the bride and my groom is Patiently waiting,
I can see him smile.

In his mysterious smile, I know
I've lived a beautiful life.
This is how I see death..  The most beautiful truth
PAIN, PAIN, PAIN !!!
No more Pain !
Don't want to go there.
Wished not to experience it
Can't get away!

It's a part of life that is deeply entwined
in our own existence. It will make or break you

Are you strong enough, Bad enough,
to endure Pain ?

Dealt with this evil feeling for a long-time.
Eating into my skin, seeping into my brain.
Fighting to regain.

There has been times when it stops me dead
in my tracks. I have to control the attacks

I cry, I hate, I debate...
Struggling, I stand strong
my heart grows weak; I reason with God

In the end, Pain takes its toll. I wither; I hide
The outside world sees my smile
even though my eyes are dull, and
my laugh, is full of Pain.
For with God, all things are possible
 Jun 2015 NitaAnn
Nessa dieR
Who brought you to your knees to humiliate you?
Who shot down your dreams and illusions?
Who made you stop believing in love?
Who caged you with your deepest fears and restless nights?
Who made sure you would never be alright?
Who made you cry at sleep?
Who made you loose your mind?
Who didn't believe in mercy
or faith,
or all that crap...
but above all
Who in their sane mind
Made you hate yourself
*As much as they made me.
Italic and bold are two poems, same scenario, differrent personalty (different people)
 Jun 2015 NitaAnn
always anxious
I'm not sick, i don't have an eating disorder and i'm not getting "too thin"

It's not like i lose a lot of weight.. Maybe 3-4 pounds a week.
But then i gain it back and lose a little more the next time.

My demons laugh, everytime i resist a piece of food.
They're proud of me, cause i'm still standing. Even after being empty for so long.

I'm not sick, i don't have an eating disorder, and i'm not getting "too thin"
I'm becoming a better me
 Jun 2015 NitaAnn
Haikel Azizie
Never have i dream that i lost a friend.
Never have i dream that this would occur.
Never have i dream this day will come.
Never have i dream this is a dream.
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