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  Dec 2014 Sydney Cooper
LovelyBones
When you feel that familiar feeling,
At first subtle, then grows so unappealing.
A tingling slithers all around, drawing you in, pulling you down.
Invading the mind, body as well.
Looking at scars, it's easy to tell.
Give in, they scream and claw inside.
There's not a single place you can hide.
Feeling uneasy, what will you do?
Split yourself open for that liquid red hue.
But after it happens, red knife in hand.
Live with the guilt and scars; you did it again...
Every single day
  Dec 2014 Sydney Cooper
Samridhi
i look at the mirror.
i stare at myself.
how could i be an alien
under my very own skin?

i wear layers and layers
to cover the alien outside
but, each attempt i make
adds to the demon inside.

i cry.
i reason.
i spend hours in the dark.
to fight away the demon that has already made its mark.
just something about what i'm going through.
you are your own demon.
  Dec 2014 Sydney Cooper
Curing
The scariest thing is,
we're ready to evolve.

Imagine how many of our horrors we could solve.

Even darker still,
they don't want us to unite.

But after all, what's been solved with all these wars we fight

And money is of course...
the most important thing of all.

Yet funny as it sounds...it really means nothing at all

We're brothers and we're sisters,
under a common sun.

These lines we've scrawled on maps of ours...shattered instead of one.

That's the truest problem,
the final shackle yet to break.

The futures beams with brightness...but we've a final leap to take.

We must release the past,
We'll need both hands to lunge.

Balancing precipitously before the plunge,

Our consciousness transcending,
silence ringing in our ears.

The internal glow of love without the salty taste of tears.

We're worthy and we're ready,
and some of us awake.

Enlightenment expanding, like a ripple on a lake.
  Dec 2014 Sydney Cooper
Kushtrim Thaqi
We all lie.
Even I
Even now
Even on the last three lines
Even on the last line
Even now
Even I
Even…
  Dec 2014 Sydney Cooper
NARMONSEA
Distance is a powerful word.
A word that touches on everything.

Defined as 'The amount of space between two things.'

Space that was added and could be filled up.
Space that is unnecessary. Space that was not wanted.
For example:

The distance between our hands.
From far, a wave at first sight,
Never knowing that your touch,
Will mean so much to me in the future.

From close, together,
A gentle clasp, a perfect fit.
Never letting go: Reassurance.
Everlasting bliss.

The distance between our bodies.
From far, as strangers, before
We've had our moments together.
Your presence grows as the distance closes.

From close, as lovers,
Touching, intertwining,
The kissing of skin, the sharing of warmth,
Making love.

The distance between our eyes.
From far, as acquaintances,
Averting glances of interest,
Curious in every inner thought.

From close, every smile,
Every emotion, more meaningful than before.
Every minute detail shown in awe.
Every moment clad in romance.

The distance between us.
Physically, Emotionally,
Mentally, Metaphorically.

To me, 'Distance' is a powerful word.
I hate it.

Because if there is any distance between me and
Your eyes, your hands,
Your body, your everything.

I would not be myself. I will break apart. I will not be whole again without you.

*I never want to be distant from you.
Moments where she's just not there beside you.
  Dec 2014 Sydney Cooper
Alisha
Each time I approach the door handle,
she climbs onto my back,
almost choking me with her bony hands,
reminding me of the control that I lack.
And as the day progresses, she whispers her commands into my ear,
repeating them again and again,
just in case I didn't hear.
Each time I open my mouth, she threatens to explode,
for she fears that I will forget that my body
is merely her abode
I am to nurture her and keep her happy,
even if it kills me
for if i don't, i fear she will send me plummeting backwards,
like a ball from a golf tee.
Only when I close my eyes each evening,
does she hop off my back with an almighty heave
and I sigh with relief as I say goodnight to my unwanted visitor
who I fear will never leave
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