Onyx - Hello Poetry

Sep 2018

Noone

I know my texts don't excite you anymore,
But you are polite enough to reply it anyway
And if I call you, you'll receive it too
But I know you cringe when you hear my voice
Just for the night , you needed me
Just for that one night
The night's already over
But I m not over you yet

I remember everything, so clearly in my head
How beautifully you sang, & I sang along with you
How you made me laugh, laugh & laugh so hard
How you held my hands & we tried to dance
How your lips blew life to my cold and dry spirit
How the butterflies in my stomach fluttered
How my cheeks turned crimson and I looked away
But you kept on staring at me
Like you wanted to fall in love...

I did not undress my body that night,
I undressed my soul
I put it right in front you
Just in its purest form
I let you see me,
See all my imperfections
I told you all my fears,
The secrets I hid inside,
I thought this is it,
This is what I had been looking for,
My soul was happy
And thought it had found "THE ONE"

Little did I know, it was only for the night
Just for that one night
So tell me who do I blame?
Blame you for setting up my hopes high
Or blame me for believing the truth like lie
Or should I just blame the night?
The night for lasting just awhile.......

Sep 2018

Eric W

Conversion

Watch me as I fall
without you.
I've spent years
perfecting this dark energy;
you are not the first
to leave me longing.
Watch closely.
I can build a statue
from ashes,
inhabit order
surrounded
by chaos.
Watch as I consume,
without myself,
myself.
I can fall,
but I cannot fail.
Watch.
You only scratched
the surface
of who I was
and am,
but you let loose this
agony -
my flood,
my fuel.

Ever since I was a young teenager, I've worked on ways to turn my hurt and anger into something that betters my current situation. This is no different - let's see what comes.

Daily edit: I’m humbled to be chosen as the daily. It’s an unbelievable honor. Thank you so much for the love and comments. Haven’t been super active lately because life, but I love you all.

Sep 2018

Carina

Interstellar truth

Lying embedded in velvet gloom and night,
You and I are gazing up the northern hemisphere.
Within the sea of darkness is the stars' stained light.

Hidden inside the fabric of interstellar space,
Might be a kind of universal truth
That answers all the questions of human race.

Sensing the pull of the universe
I feel like we're lost between the infinite vastness
That none of us could ever dream to traverse.

Suddenly you get up on your knees -
Head in the sky and feet on the ground.
“Perhaps the stars only made us feel lost,
because we both wanted to be found.”

Maybe we all are just waiting to be found:)

#love #stars #universe #friendship #space #light

Aug 2018

Beaux

If I Die in a School Shooting

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never go home again.
My room will sit unused,
A capsule frozen in time,
A snapshot of how I was.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my dog again.
She will sit at the front door
Waiting for me and wondering,
Why I never came home.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never graduate from high school.
My yearbooks will sit stacked
Stopped short of their goal,
Missing years that should have been.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my mom again.
She will sit distraught,
Planning a funeral
For a child taken from her.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my friends again.
They'll sit together, missing me.
One empty seat among them,
A constant reminder of their loss.

If I die in a school shooting
I'll never see my little sister again.
She will sit through high school
Knowing I can't guide her through,
That she has to figure it out alone.

If I die in a school shooting
My school will be stained.
Pools of students lives will sit,
Blood tattoos on the brick structures,
Marks of death ground into it.

If I die in a school shooting
Everyone will wear black.
They'll send their thoughts and prayers
To a town marred by death,
Forever to be the home of a shooting.

If I die in a school shooting
Will the world change?
Or will I become one of hundreds
Of kids who have to die?
What will it take?

If things continue this way
Children will have to live in fear.
They'll look over their shoulders
Always worried and wondering,
If they'll die in a school shooting.

The state of Florida is now home to the two most deadly mass shootings in American history. Pulse Nightclub was attacked in my city, I have friends who attend Marjory Stoneman Douglas in Parkland. My little sister often fears going to school. I'm afraid to graduate and leave her. I want to be able to protect her if something happens. I hate that we have a reason to be afraid... That it's reasonable to have these fears. I hate it so f*cking much.

#schoolshooting #shooting #fear #sister #parkland #andy #angry #emotional #death #pain

Onyx Aug 2018

Paper Thin Hearts (For the Wounded Darling)

Can it be just love that tears our paper thin heart apart?
Can’t it be sorrow, or despair of mistreatment too that shreads the delicate *****?
Can’t you see that demeaning probes and hineous accusations
are like fatal scabs that slowly halt the battered heart?

Must we be so inconsiderate with words and actions
thinking that the heart is only for romance
when Love encompasses a tantamount of relations of all spectrums.
Nay, this heart of ours
be it of gold if it were of a loving disposition,
be it of paper of the ones disappointment by Life,
be it of stone of those embittered by the harshness of Reality,
it beats and feels the emotions thrown upon it.

Intolerance kills the weak minded and destroys the barely stable;
it agonises the strong willed and is pitiful of those who display it.

Profanity and abuse are signs of the ones not wanting to give strength
rather to ****** the flickering flame of hope that had been stubbed within them.

Patience and compassion
are the signs of strength my dear
do not weep upon thy transgressor
but weep for your wounded heart
and when you’re done
seek strength by giving some in those equally damaged
and you’ll see the once dimmed light of your Life shine bright once more
don’t give way to hate
but love unconditionally
whether its a lover or a brother
love heals
violence does not.

For those who suffer, despair and thrive in their wounds a little encouragement though my words may not suffice I hope it may warm the saddened hearts to chin up and be brave; not everything is wrong and horrible, there is still some good left, cherish what’s around and reach out for the good that’s to come least it may pass by.

#inspirational #hope #love #hearts #compassion #saynotohate

Onyx Jul 2018

Buried Yesterday 2/3

Tis all in shambles
the remains of glory glitter heniously
reminiscent of its wonders which now lay shattered and unredeemable;
could We call thou a Martyr?
but then Your sacrifice was for naught
for some freedoms to be vanquished
in the name of heroism
is worse than blasphemy!

We knew
what has been thrown asunder
crippled and aflame in the embers of Dissolution
is that where We all are headed?
towards the kindling treachery of our sins and ******* ways
licking up the darkening sky of Our last days with relish
We can see the crackling reds and oranges
burning with enthusiasm for new souls to banquish

We could see our Yesterdays in the flames that kindled before Us
endlessly burning, like the disease in Our hearts ate what made us human
endlessly aflame, like the cries for justice alit in those who were wronged

We wonder
what made Us do it all,
Fame?
Fortune?
Glory?
Love?
Or perhaps, to satiate a fanatisim?

Time has cometh for redemption...

Part two of “Buried Yesterday”

Jul 2018

Darcy Lynn

The Art of Being Okay

I am adept
In the art of being okay
I have mastered the craft
Of covering my troubles
I use all sorts of fancy facades
Acrylic, oil, watercolor
You name it.

I can paint over nearly anything

You will never know
How late I was up last night
Or why.

My eyes flicker
Like candlelight
But you couldn’t see
You couldn’t possibly see
I’m too good
For that.

I can dance, too
Waltzing away my sorrows
Carefully tip toe-ing the
Pas-de-I-am-fine
I get a standing ovation every time

I’m very talented, you see.

But my all time favorite
Is my disappearing act
I’m still perfecting it
Right now
But one of these days
I’ll show you
How I
Slip
Slip
Slip
Away

Right through your fingers.

#sad #anxiety #facade