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 Mar 2016 ks
Joel M Frye
Knock knock
 Mar 2016 ks
Joel M Frye
The angels that you can and cannot see
float in and out of life so gracefully;
enfold in winged embraces one by one,
celestial comforters when day is done.
Some angels take the shapes of passers-by
so you might see the Spirit in their eyes.
A smile that lifts the day from the mundane;
a kind hand up, a loving act conveyed.
The unseen angels hover in the realm
where power manifested overwhelms
our common senses. There behind the scenes
they battle fears and reinforce our dreams.
Take counsel from a humbled man, once proud;
they only enter lives when they're allowed.
 Jan 2016 ks
Amber
asking the universe

Why

and went back to sleep

telling myself

Why not.
 Jan 2016 ks
eunoia
New Years Eve
 Jan 2016 ks
eunoia
60, 59,
the countdown has begun;
55, 54,
2015 was anything but fun.
50, 49,
alone on New Years Eve, as usual;
45, 44,
my desire to be loved; immovable.
40, 39,
i've had countless brushes with death
35, 34,
and it's like feelings of nostalgia are ****** in with every breath.
30, 29,
no family present on this miserable day,
25, 24,
all alone; make way as the unloved fade away.
20, 19,
i hope next year will be better;
15, 14,
that is, if i last until then.
10, 9,
i suppose it's crazy that in a few seconds,
something 365 days long,
will be over
5, 4,
oh please don't let this be the end...
3,
2,
1,
...
i am alive.
*happy new year
Since no one was there for me on this New Years Eve, I decided to get my laptop and type down every thought that crossed my mind during the countdown, then turned those thoughts into a poem.
Happy New Years, and I hope everyone has a wonderful 2016.
 Jan 2016 ks
Marlo Cabrera
"If"
 Jan 2016 ks
Marlo Cabrera
If the world were to end today,
I’d probably say to myself.
wow, looks like I only have 24 hours left in this world huh?
I’d spend the 1st half by grabbing my family members, give them the tightest hug I can give, and tell them that I love them, and thank them for everything. I’d probably apologize too.
And I’d probably start to shake, like a child craving for sugar.
All jittery, shaking from the thought, that I will only have 24 hours to figure out,
how to muster up the courage to tell you the things I’ve been wanting to say.
I’ve already done the math, and I’d be spending 2/3rds of my remaining time here, just getting to your house a midst the traffic.
and 3/4ths trying to bring you to the nearest mountain for us to watch the sunset, as the world crumbled away beneath us.

If the world were to end today.
I would grab my heart, whisper all the things I love about you,
seal it and then bury it into the depths of your existence.
In the hopes that when God is digging through the mine cave of your heart, he'll find it, and then open it like a time capsule, filled with all the things that we enjoyed, like cheese, long walks, spontaneous hangouts, and like our memories.
That when God opens it,
He’ll see a yellow sticky note, requesting Him to read it to you.
attached to a letter written in orange ink that I wrote specially for you.


If the world were to end today,
I’d like to get lost, In the spirals found in your eyes.
Your eyes is the number 1 thing in my list of favorite things.
Because they remind me of space, and galaxies that I would never ever get the chance to explore, knitted together by constellations that spell out your name.

And dear,
Our kiss will be like 2 galaxies colliding against each other,
Giving birth to a new galaxy.

But you know what, that got me thinking.
And I remember that when the big bang happened, or when a super nova happens.
That wasn't really the end of everything.
They all seem to signify a brand new start.
So I guess
The idea of the world ending, wouldn't bother me as much anymore.
Cause with us fading away,
Our molecules, atoms whatever we're composed of, will eventually find it's back to us.
And when that happens,
I'd be like a brand new star.
Because I know that i'd be able to see you again.
Like God saying again, "Let there be light." And there was light.

And for me that's like God saying again "Let there be you." And again there was you.
Inspired by Sofia Paderes' work "A To Do List: End Of The World Edition"

Written as a letter for someone who used to be special.

And was performed at the last open mic of Sev's Cafe "Ang Huling Kabanata", before they closed their doors indefinitely.
 Dec 2015 ks
JC
Vienna again
 Dec 2015 ks
JC
Hi from the plane,
Vienna again.
Thinking of how I caused so much pain.

To myself I confess
That I’m feeling the stress
Wondering if that’s now my life, more or less.

All day on the phone
And yet, so alone,
Staying so busy, no time to atone

Am I free at last?
It all went so fast.
Is this what I wanted? To destroy our past?

I still can’t believe
I could finally leave
I don’t even know if I’ll get a reprieve.

I feel like I’ve been fired
So terribly tired
And all for a myth about being inspired.

Now here while I fly,
Around me just sky,
I know I need time just to understand why.

If I died today
While running away
I ponder the things I’d have wanted to say

If this is the end
Unable to mend
I’d want you to know that you’re my best friend

I know you and care for you, think of you still.
I’ve loved you. I love you. I always will.
 Dec 2015 ks
furies
Untitled
 Dec 2015 ks
furies
Having an opinion
Is most definitely
One of the hardest
Things about being
Human
I looked in my heart while the wild swans went over.
And what did I see I had not seen before?
Only a question less or a question more;
Nothing to match the flight of wild birds flying.
Tiresome heart, forever living and dying,
House without air, I leave you and lock your door.
Wild swans, come over the town, come over
The town again, trailing your legs and crying!
 Dec 2015 ks
Parker
Untitled
 Dec 2015 ks
Parker
Frail as the last branch,
hanging from a blackened tree
she clings for her life.
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