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the saddest part of dying
is what you forgot to do
the ideas born in lucid dreams
that vanished in the hue
the mountains never seen
the oceans never crossed
the poems written on scraps of paper
a lover's smile now lost
the tears you held inside
the chances never taken
the landscape of your life
an oasis now forsaken
My heart has been broken so many times
Surprised it is still beating
Stepped on and rejected
Bounced back in time and with good advice
Nobody listened
They were too busy rejecting who was different
Their listening skills were nil
No need to give them an answer
Just went forward on bumpy roads
Now the skills that were lacking are slowly there but I trust few
When you are hurt and used you build a big wall
My moment in time is now as I do what I want to do and have people cheering me on my journey
A little late but here goes something
Middle class philanthropist recognizes those with warped sense of priorities
Namely the wealthy
Maybe that should go unsaid
Beyond their comprehension
Do riches cloud their point of view?
Are they that deranged?
One stroke of a pen could change negatives to positives.
Make a life come alive and fruitful
An average woman could have flown into space with those celebrities.
Jeff could afford a freebie and changed the future of women and space exploration
Science would
have greater dimensions
No matter your passion and bank account reach out to help this world
Many need help
Take the first step
I see the streets of desperation
Looking on in apathy
I need no further explanation
As I sit at home and watch from my T.V.

I could use a good commercial break
On all the wars and deadly disease
This has to be some sort of mistake
A wrong channel I keep watching

I see in black and white the infighting
Not enough love to go around
I often wonder who does the writing
On these bogus shows I'm watching now

In this lost world of Nielsen ratings
Across this land of the latest crazy
Channel after channel of monsters created
All haunting me from my T.V.

I see the poor children as they go hungry
Channel surfing, gleefully
With stomach growling I'm wondering
What's in my overstuffed fridge for me to eat

I tune into the gaggle of world leaders
Hear the promises they never keep
I see them all as bottom feeders
Still when it comes to my vote they can count on me

With remote in hand, I strike up the band
Oblivious to what surrounds me
I try to make plans but end up yawning instead
Watching life quickly go down in leaps and bounds
all from my T.V.
Some days, I smile and I don’t know why,
Other days, I sit and just let time slide by.
Coffee gets cold, texts go unread,
Thoughts spinning circles inside my head.

Some days, I win little fights with my doubt,
Other days, I barely crawl out.
But I breathe, I try, I take one more stride
And that, for today, is enough on my side.
Respect creatures great and small
You are not above all,
You are part of them.
A geeat community called Earth
Care and kindness go a very long way
Many song lyrics have their cliches, but this time
Reaching out to the hearts and minds out there
No matter what you can do to walk with Mother Nature and the planet
Please do it
The cost outweighs so much more
Can you imagine never seeing a monarch butterfly again?
Sorry that is not happening
Make the changes so Earth Day is everyday
a quarter of a second
that's all I need to understand
the emotion of spring leaves
And at last—
the candle realized
it had burnt
by the thread,
it had kept safe
inside its heart.

But even in death,
as it watched the thread
burn along—
longed to protect it.
well, the candle was either the greatest fool or the truest lover
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