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Like a soothing touch of hope,
Enlightened enough to brace the darkness
With pleasure,
I am shimmering now and again
In your arms,
Wearing the garland of love.
Frozen images, floating slowly,
Beneath the glaciers of sub-consciousness.
Some figures throb,
Stirred by sudden emotional storm,
Wet and grey like clouds.
Those burry faces feel the focus of aurora,
Hands start caressing dreams
Spreading the familiar scent of warmth,
While ears drink the whiteness of laughter.
Yet everything is so misty blue.
Unnerving coldness strengthens the distance
Between present and past.
And one figure,
Leaning on the terminator line,
Waves frantically towards my opaque walls
Before drifting off inside my darkness.
Up, down, sideways, and back again.
It's the rapid cycle and it is no joke.
I'm going through changes so quickly
I don't even remember what I've said
or done in the last few hours. Please
forgive any erratic behaviour.

I'm not kidding. This happens to me
every now and then. I'm terribly anxious.
And scared. I don't know when it will
end, or even IF it will!

I have to remember God's promises.
Good thoughts/prayers appreciated!

I AM going off site a while.
I need to level out. I took my meds
and should be o.k. it just feels
like I'm out of control.

I'M SORRY IF I OFFENDED ANYONE!

♡ Catherine
Embracing the power of thoughts,
Believing in the power of dreams,
Having ink as a way of release,
Yearning to put all feelings on paper,
Getting satisfaction from your written words,
And excited by new words.
Writing it all without fear of being "judged",
Writing because you can,
Writing because you should,
Writing because you must.
Its more than a hobby,its more of a lifestyle.
 Jan 2016 Shubham Roy
Pax
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*I cry alone
Because that’s how I stay strong,

I cry alone,
Because that’s how I protect myself

I cry alone,
Because that’s how I stay ahead
of the game the next day.

I suffer my own struggle alone
And you wouldn’t why

I’m hurting inside
And you wouldn’t know why

I isolate myself
And you wouldn’t know why

I’m lonely
And still you wouldn’t know why.


just needed to get this out of my system.

thank you for reading,
with that its all enough...
 Jan 2016 Shubham Roy
Pax
SOMETIMES
 Jan 2016 Shubham Roy
Pax

how does one word
hurt much?

Do you even need help
in carrying
the load,
the burden you
kept,
and the life
you're trying to
bury?

SOMETIMES answering one question
is just asking too much...

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