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A new world
A lighter world
A world full of love
A world with happiness and smiles
and lots of carefree fun
Free spirits coming
into one
Taking back their lives from the warmth and healing of the sun
a vivid song                            
as mountains rise                  
in air wet after rain                
so sweet and decayed          
the breeze wanders wild      
a murmured secret of home
lonely but not alone
and I breathe deep
of that mountain wind
full but gentle
a rustling of leaves
       whispers in the dark
             I listen                  
            and I will leave here                        
                                      never.
 Jan 2018 Snehith Kumbla
Deeee
I don't want to be here.
Yet I am

No chains on my wrists
No shackles on my ankles
Yet I am here
Where I don't want to be

There's no gun to my head
No knife to my throat
Nobody watching me,
Holding me captive

So why am I here?
**When I don't want to be?
 Jan 2018 Snehith Kumbla
Lexie
there is truth in all things
even lies
the truth is not the lie
it is in the lie
if you look for it
 Jan 2018 Snehith Kumbla
Ayana
I love you but I hate you....

I want to hurt you... make you feel my pain.. but I can't find myself to...

Why do we fight when all we want is each other...

I swear Ill love you till death and in death

I don't blame you for hating me ....I always try so hard in turn it blows up in my face and others...

My anger **** it ....it keeps me back...my big mouth... Why can't I let sleeping dogs lie...

Then there's my what ifs .... Sometimes I'm worried that my mind and heart will never agree on anything constant competition....

Everything good seems bad ..I'm confused and sometimes I try to convince myself that everything will be okay but it's even harder to believe...., me....

A.Jackman
Sometimes we try so hard to end up failing  in the long run.
i've always wanted to get a tattoo.
"wow, just like every rebellious teen out there, huh?", you say.
that is not true.
what i want are three simple, minimalistic markings.
one tattoo, i would like on my hip.
very small, barely noticeable.
three dots.
one blue, one purple, one pink.
one tattoo, i would like on my chest, far to the side.
once again, small, unnoticeable.
a small yellow and black heart.
to honor those i've lost.
and the last tattoo,
i would like four little symbols to keep me grounded.
tiny, on my left wrist.
the first symbol is a collection of wavy lines,
the second a small cloud,
the third is a incomplete box,
and the last is a heart.

breathe, relax, think, be.
I dream of* lovers
who fascinate me to no end,
veering the course of their affection
from something they understand exists,
to something they fear to understand

I dream of
hearts
yearning for their better halves,
as they seep deeper into the chasms
that engulf their intimacy within

I dream of
sinners
who wish to speak of sin;
rather the innocence of deviance
and its naiveté when it comes
to matters of the heart

I dream of
writers
who bleed from their pens
as they wholeheartedly express their emotions
and aspire to quell the heartache
that they endure every day

I dream of
innovators
who wish to present upon their peers
the next invention selected
to represent the advent of a better tomorrow

I dream of tears.
I dream of
tears....

Why? What sorcery forces one
to shed so many
that they leak past
the prisms of known consciousness
and into the peaceful slumber
that comforts aching minds?


I apologize.

Now you know of the dread, sorrow,
and sheer wonder that comes
when I dream of earthly elements
begging for peace.

I dream because I am a coward.
I apologize for
*dreaming.
 Jan 2018 Snehith Kumbla
Pia
VaGinA
 Jan 2018 Snehith Kumbla
Pia
I saw him..
He was in busy in a tight look..
I ask him about his hurry...
He says...
It was very tight...
It have two doors..
Juice, come from the door...
It feel like home..
Some sell what is between the door..
It is not a mystery..
I confused...
Then he touch mine and push..
I feel happy-pain..
He says..
Men is from that...
And women is from women..
*** is a great experience.. As soon as possible try to experience it...
Tea
I made you some tea
The *** filled for two
I wait as it steeps
Then I wait for you
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