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A regretful path
Chose me
I would have passed altogether

A gained hopeful perspective

With time spoke intently
Too me and
Slowly held me in it’s pattern

You carried my heaviest burdens

When I was truly
At my breaking point
Stumbling blocks

Out of the gates

And a few races after  
Altered my direction
My centered entity  

Not for one moment

Ever swayed his course
The one
Permanent fixture  

Eventually the stars aligned

Forthcoming happiness
Was truly
On his radar

A process of elimination

Satisfactions came and went
Like the recycled mail
Outliers that never

Seemed to form a cohesive unit

Molding the
Scattered pieces
Was difficult for a long time

Valid concerns came and went

Unique emotional
Balances would
Eventually equip me to strive

I’ve stared death in the face

Of the many obstacles
Steadfast they tested
My will and faith

Rome wasn’t built in a day

Neither was I
I’ve had to buckle
Down and fight like no other

Against the obstacle courses

And jungle gyms  
I’ve had to climb out of
And carefully maneuver

Happiness is your choice alone

Evil and Depression
Will pry you open
Slowly and leave you for dead

And the blues won’t do you any favors

The worst of habits
Will ******* you
Continuously

Like a cancerous tumor

But there
Is a cure
In him and all his glory  

PERSEVERANCE is the key

Don’t fall short
Of your
Goals and dreams

For after all there is only one life

Here and just take it
Day by day
And let him

TAKE THE WHEEL AND STEER YOU

TO GREATER HEIGHTS

THAT MAYBE HARD TO ACHIEVE

WITHOUT HIM
IT’S NEVER ABOUT ME!!! THANK YOU GOD 🙏💯🌞
"Croissant of Confusion"

Your layers spiral inward,  
a buttery maze without a map—  
I bite the edge, get lost in curves,  
crumbs falling like questions.  

Is it pastry or pastry’s dream?  
I’m too entranced to care which.
...another form the food fun suite. Hope you enjoy!
what once touched my hands
would never be lost
what fevered my mind
would be remembered
A quatrain depicting how object permanence applies even to a 22-year-old like me. I sometimes wail waking up to dreams. Did we ever truly exist?
Pho 1d
I stitched your name
into the skin of comets,
let galaxies swallow
my wondering.

You move
like a forgotten god
all presence,
no proof.

If I bloom
in the back of your mind,
it is only
as static,
or ash,
or a planet
that never quite formed.
Jaz 1d
The idea of ‘forever’ used to be impossible,
The thought of ‘eternity’ simply improbable.
But then I met you and it all makes sense,
The wedding, the kids, even the white picket fence.
“Till death do us part” isn’t that what they say?
Let’s focus on life and live it to the fullest everyday.
You make me believe in “happily ever after”,
I can’t wait for us to start this new chapter.


Love, Jaz
Do you come from the eyes of the crocodile?
That lurks on the windowsill
In the east of the city
Away from the gardens

Near a safe
Where a note is hidden
Protected from the eyes of the uninitiated
The safe belongs to whisperers

They stand in circles
Circles of love and envy
They open restaurants everywhere
Are you one of their children?

They are secretive
You are often silent
Do you belong to them?
The crocodile belongs to me

24/7 with its mouth wide open
Where a colossus and his son live
In the east, away from the gardens
Separated from the bottom of the sea

Who are you?
I think
I would love you
If I knew you

That’s the problem, you say
For the first time, you lift your head
Break your silence
Wanting to understand everything, you say with a sigh

That sentence dissolves everything
You and me
The whisperers in their circle
The maw of the crocodile

In the evening I will pray
To receive answers
My thoughts are stained
That’s why I search for truth

The crocodile sleeps
East has become west
Day to night
Good night my love
Sleep well

I will stand guard in your dreams
Anyone who disturbs you will be destroyed by me
Now you have a protector
Sleep well, my angel
Your Protector
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