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Waves on the ocean
Flowing with the moon-set tides,
Met by seas of sand
A simple haiku
Restless nights
inner fights
The past haunts
loneliness taunts.
Behind the doors
for not the world to see...

Weeping sorrows
praying for better tomorrows
This soft place of him
only few get in.
Behind his smile
for not her to see...

Tough and strong
he may be wrong
Capable of all bad deeds
yet, the love he needs.
Inside the cocoon
not the light to reach...

Inner self cries
So many whys???
Killed by avoidance
waiting for the chance.
Behind the wall of ego
for not her to reach...

And he cries
for not her to reach...

And he cries
for not her to reach...
Men do cry...
Their softer side is perceived by few...
Interaction with a young man coping with a pain of bitter heartbreak, made me write this. Hope he recovers soon.
 Jun 2017 spartan73
Pagan Paul
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'No man is an Island'
Maybe not true my Dear friends.
Perchance in general, contact is good.
But take a good look.
There are many Islands in the emotional ocean
with closed harbours and sealed ports.
Refugees of romance; Tortured traumas;
Insane individuals; Mental mercenaries;
Each one a lonely star,
a pinprick of light, disconnected,
on a girdle of the sky,
protected by a carapace of experience,
cold, distant, drifting further from the source,
in a race for consolidation and annihilation.
Islands of safety become Isles of danger.
Selfishness; Self-hate;
Self-perpetuating; Self Destruct;
The inward circle and downward spiral
cloaking the Island, shielding its existence,
shunning the continents of integration.
So can it be true my Dear friends,
no man is an Island?


© Pagan Paul (28/06/17)
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I wish I could remember how to swim! PPx
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 Jun 2017 spartan73
Poetic T
The wows of society
are just trees
           that we wish  
                        to grow
in our wallets

But only
           seeds  
of debt fall
    from its branches
I fell in love with Icarus
And followed him to the sun
I watched him rise from the ashes
And stayed behind to mourn the death of the soul I loved
To her
They were just boys
Coming and going
Like tides taking effortlessly from the shore

But to them
She was the moon disturbing all their movements,
Controlling their feelings with her mysterious big eyes
And they were all helpless to her pull
 Jun 2017 spartan73
Jeffrey
Side effects may include:

Marriage
Divorce
Sleepless nights
Anger
Depression
Self deprecation
Unquenchable Thirst
Abusive behavior
****** *******
Night terrors
Jealousy
Anxiety
Misdirected blame
Infidelity
Substance Abuse
Searing Pain
Excessive *******

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 Jun 2017 spartan73
Ryan Holden
Leave your hairbrush as
The insignificance still
reminds me of you.
 Jun 2017 spartan73
LS Martin
Apologies
Promises to new beginnings
second chances
second chances
I gave us another try

Broken
Oh! My stomach
it dropped
it dropped
like the death of a thousand butterflies

Concealment
The real you
no virtue
no truth
only lies

Deception
There were others
other women
other girls
I was just another prize

Excitemnt
You wanted me
my heart
my heart
it leaped with pride

Friendship
We were together
first date
first kiss
you laughed, I sighed

Goodbyes
Your mind changed
unresolved
unexplained
for all my life I'll wonder why

Hesitaion
Should I fight?
with words
with effort
No I keep these feelings inside

Introspection
I want answers
was it me?
was it me?
My insecurities multiply

Jaded
Overwhelmed with fatigue
eyes closed
eyes closed
I sleep off the day though it isnt dignified

Knowledge
to lack experience
sheltered
sheltered
Perhaps Im not as qualified

Lonliness
I reach for
the phone
the phone
Then hang up because its better to hide

Moments
replaying real scenarios
your movements
your smile
My mind now fully occupied

Nothing
are you ok?
its nothing
its nothing
I say! Except for my heart collapsing in like some silent suicide

Opportunities
another suitor approaches
he inquires
he inquires
Doesnt he know Im terrified?

Prospects
He likes me
feelings
feelings
I cant decide

Quiet
praying, hands extended
only silence
only silence
I look up into an empty sky

Rumors
you speak badly
of me
of me
mouth opened wide

Stagnet
affection comes slow
Im shy
Im shy
Men come at me in strides

Tragedy
all my efforts
in vain
in vain
Desires split, disperse, then divide

Unexplored
"True Love Waits"
***
***
Acceptable only when Im someones bride

Vows
made in wine
never again
never again
Words often pledged when I think on you and I

Wasted
all this time
true love
real love
You mean to tell me it died? Was crucified?

Xs
Your new girlfriend
dont stare
dont stare
I turned my face I think I cried

Years
Life goes on
Tick
Tock
Please hurry and pass me by

Z**igzags
Poems wrote in
fragments
lines
Painful rejection glorified
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