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This too will sink I know
Like the others before
This too will go
Behind shut door.

Once a place of rejoice
Where I poured my heart
Leaving is now the only choice
And make a new start.

My work is my blood of toil
Come at a high cost
Digging deep into the soil
What I grew is all lost.

I leave this holiness with pain
Will miss all you gave
Leaving the circling dots to reign
And send old poems to grave.
I leave with love and best wishes for all the fellow members and friends here.
 Sep 2024 Nylee
Druzzayne Rika
I give away the negativity in me
it's like all electrons released from me
So much hatred consumed by me
my tension lines, a permanent mark
all given away back to universe
Now with the breath I take
it's like a serene change in the weather
soothing winds coming, blowing my shoulder and hair
now I am imprisoned no more by my mind
I see things as they are, the bits of beauty in nature
When I check inwards, with eyes closed
inhaling and exhaling, the essentials in living
I swim across like an observer
discovering the inner valleys of the soul
Clearly making ways to the bright light
the eternal source of delight
it's like walking towards it is the only right.
 Sep 2024 Nylee
William J Donovan
I never believed in anything
as much as I believed in us.
I'll never forget dog breath.
You taught me how to trust.
You taught me patience and
humility and to be kind when
it wasn't deserved but atone.
I need you more than ever to
show me the way back home.
When all the butterflies are gone
And only Caterpilers yet remain
The barren landscape will forget
Just what the color green looked like.

When the rain no longer ever falls
And water tastes a bit like salt
The withered earth will hunger for
The sweet flavor of the morning dew.

When water seeps over the window sill
And everthing is muddy brown and ruined
The Mocking Birds will gather in a chorus
To sing sacred dirges to the houses.

When billboards are spray painted white
With only dabs of purple in the corners
The world will finally have ended
And somehow no one got the word.
ljm
Billboards and cockroaches will be the last things to go.
I look inside myself
and see the drops of pain

I look around me and
see a sea of hearts the same

All are seeking comfort
for their losses or their shame

All having their doubts
and fears they will always be the same

A word of consolation
will never be enough

Don't pat me on the back
or give me that silver lining stuff

I need a purer living heart
A comforter of
words will never suffice enough

Someone who takes on the responsibility
for my sins
The sins that had my soul handcuffed

Someone to forgive the iniquity
To wash a soul clean as the wounds would be by rain

Someone I can trust upon
to take away the pain
 Sep 2024 Nylee
Carlo C Gomez
The holding place / The tablets of your memory / Little slivers of death / We can keep finding ways to go further
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