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 Jan 21 Pax
Liana
I'm sorry
But you have to stay

I'm not ready to make a star for you yet
I make a star for every person that I lose. This is about my grandma, but also about some of my friends that I am concerned about. She wants to stay, they don't. This also goes for you. Yes, you. Please stay here with the rest of the mentally ill poets taking it one day at a time ❤️❤️❤️‍🩹
i like the greys and shadow.
i like when the cars go by,
the lights go across the walls

yes

‘ i do not think i will like very black’
 Jan 13 Pax
Juan45th
Ikaw
 Jan 13 Pax
Juan45th
Ito ang aking kwento.
Sa lib-lib na lugar,
sa gitna ng kapatagan,
sa tabi ng parang ay isang bahayan.

Sa dami ng mga aso,
yun ding unti ng tao.
Hindi mo nga mawari yaring
gabing kay tamlay,
Tunay nga't kay tindi, yaring
puso'y di maikubli.

Ikaw nga't andini,
ako nama'y wala sa sarili.
Ngunit ano mang sabihin
ay hindi rin maikukubli,
kaya't iyo ng marapatin, yaring
puso't dam-damin.

Ako nga'y lalayo,
ari namang puso'y iiwan
ko saiyo.

Iyo sanang alagaan at huwag
kalungkotan,
Itong aking paglisan ay isang
pangmadalian.

At sa aking pag balik,
dala ko'y regalo at sa simbahan
na tayo ay tutungo.
 Jan 2 Pax
Rob Rutledge
There are few absolutes.
Even less that speak as true,
To the golden hues of bygone ages
Or savage whirlpools of our youth.
We were born and we shall die
Shackled to these certainties
Eternal pirouettes of life.
Yet in the doubt we are alive,
A parable of the possible,
The probable or the just might.
Existence in the absence
Between two points of light.
In the uncertain we survive,
A ripple in the darkness,
A dream within the night.
 Jan 2 Pax
Kelsey
I want my writing
To be profound
A work of art you just
Want to hang on your wall
And when you look at it
Day in and out
The words will seep
Back through your skin
And melt in your heart
And suddenly, you feel
Like someone you've never met
Knows you better than
Your closest companions
And somehow that's okay
Because now you know
You've never been alone.
I've finished the first draft of my novel. What I want most is to make an impact on those who read it and to know that my words matter.
A year is going to die
but its memories will stay
in the times ahead.

The success, the failure, the try
will be there next day,
the worries to carry to bed.

But over all else
the love I got
will still warm my heart.

As certain as time sails
what can't be bought
will be life's special part.

Was I as generous in giving
for this special gift I received
was I as kind?

The question is haunting
though I tried indeed
my best wasn't good enough I find.

Forgive me where I failed
didn't shine in the light
you let me be in.

I promise to make amend
and keep it in sight
loving you more is all I mean.
 Dec 2024 Pax
fizbett
A star is born and another fades
Their incandescence mocks any tears that cascade
Galaxies collide, their chaos resplendent,
Life is but a mere blip in their existence
Meteors crash and civilizations ebb and fail
What good are my tears
On a cosmic scale?
How ephemeral are my memories
Compared to all of eternity?
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