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The sea is still today
It's cerulean blue and gold
I think of the thoughts it carries
Within its hidden folds.
Its touch is soft and gentle
It soothes the ache of years
But I wonder how many waves
Are made from fallen tears.
Dear everyone,

This is such a surprise! Thank you all for your likes, loves and responses. I have not been very active on Hello Poetry, but will get back in action soon. So much appreciated. Thank you Hello Poetry for selecting this as a daily. Thank you so much my friends and fellow poets for taking the time to read this poem of mine. It means the world to me.  Love to everyone **
 Jun 2018 Seazy Inkwell
Victor
On the day I cared
I never knew the pain 
That ignorance can give 
As the rain falls
So do my tears
All of my fears
Trapped by obscurity 
A memory forsaken 

With all that I know 
I have left behind my past
This is just a part of us
With a clear vision 
Of what's to come 
We keep being on 
The run

As I turn away 
From what I was once 
Each day enters through 
The doors of the past
Memories bleed fast
From places I used to call 
Home
 Jun 2018 Seazy Inkwell
Victor
Another day has started 
without Me
As I look into the mirror 
I'm not the man I used to be
My inner conscience blinded 
By my reflection of self hate
I have to change before it's 
Too late

Without words of sympathy 
My life will be lead astray
Without salvation my life 
Will be wasted away

My inner peace disturbed 
By others who wish to do
Me harm
Once I can find strength 
From something greater than I
My heart will deny my deceptive 
Thoughts 
Once and forever
 Jun 2018 Seazy Inkwell
Victor
Before our hatred 
Lies a deeper meaning 
within ourselves 
What can we forget 
That hasn't been forgotten 
How many times must we be
A blind witness to oppression 

Here we are 
Still in agony 
Hoping Tomorrow
Will change 
Yet we face today 
with no desire to 
break free

Our existence is like the weeds
That grow out of the ground 
Our splendour dispersed 
Along the fields of tragedy
 Jun 2018 Seazy Inkwell
Victor
The past will not reshape my future
But my open wounds will
My heart aches
My soul descends into a
Perpetual abyssma
Tears shed over what I couldn't control
Through struggle I understood love
But without motherly love
I understood nothing at all
The only constant is change
With nothing to erase time
Nothing to erase my scars

Tell Me Why
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