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 May 2020 roumen
Mamolefe
Green Tea.
 May 2020 roumen
Mamolefe
I sip on my green tea
wishing for it to cleanse me.
Wishing for it, to cleanse out the oils and the misery I consume.
Wishing for it to break down my toxins.
Wishing for it ... to cleanse the sections of myself that even I cannot reach.

Green Tea

A substance that supposedly detoxes the belly, but not strong enough to detox the soul

Not strong enough to take away my shadows, my doubt, my ego or my woes.
A drink, not strong enough to hug my spirit at its loneliest hours.
Yet, I sip
.. praying the wet herbs that tickle my tongue shall unlock the gateway, or the path, or the door... to my soul.

So I sip...
And sip...
And sip...

Swallowing it’s brew...and my tears.
 May 2020 roumen
hybridstorm
LITTLE
 May 2020 roumen
hybridstorm
A little wit I think I have,
A little strength I believe I have,
A little heart I sure do have,
A little soul I currently have,
A little beauty I thankfully have,
A little friend in you fortunately I have,
A little grace inherently I have,
A little luck hopefully must I have.
And yet you look so confused,
when I do not fear the so little that I have
                                                                ­                  -storm-
Realize your blessings and be content with them. Never lean towards extremism and unnecessary perfectionism. Realize that nature is a balance, and you are a part of it. Live a humble, happy, simple, and worthy life for it is what is best for you. Fear is like poison, knowledge is its antidote. Be inquisitive, brave, and calm all at the same time in adequate amounts. There is absolutely no need for you to hide from the spotlight that is rightfully yours because you feel like you are apparently "not enough".BOSS UP!
My thoughts are in the distance
I am humble, yet prepared
For an unexpected bounty
That I’ve been made aware
A beam of light, a shedded tear
Can make my woes all disappear
A cry for help, on stomach bare
Bounds overstepped, I do not dare
On eggshells now I walk in fear
For words are spoken with utmost care
Hands together for a moment shared
I breach the seal and breathe fresh air
I have kissed boys

Girls

People in between

But lately I have been kissing bottles

Their lips are colder than yours

But slowly I have realized that the pounding headache when I wake is less hurtful than the shattering in my chest

Yet as these toxins rush through my veins

I can't help but miss the tracing of your fingers along my skin

Miss the numbness of the world when you lie with me

But when I wake I remember that a headache is treated with an aspirin

While heartache

Well if you have a cure for Heartache let me know
 Jan 2020 roumen
f e e l i n g s
I am vulnerable to your touch
your kiss radiates through me like no other
you set me on fire,
two bodies becoming one
you see me for me
kiss my neck and watch all my insecurities disappear
that is pure seduction
 Dec 2019 roumen
sandra wyllie
can I give you
when we’re back to
being strangers? Nothing
changes.

How many chances
until I learn
that with you I’ll always get
burned?

How many chances
will it take
before this heart in me
breaks –
again

How many chances
before I say
this is
The End
 Dec 2019 roumen
Dr Peter Lim
There's a road
that leads nowhere
will-o'-the wisp to goad
I can't ever reach there-

my heart speaks to me
its language I can't understand
we are each a separate entity
as though coming from a different land.
 Dec 2019 roumen
Dr Peter Lim
The self is neither pure nor sure
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