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Caesar 3d
I’d like to be able to write some day
Put the pencil to the paper and let it glide
Slide and dive across the paper
Making only the finest of literature
Free and liberated
Like a fish swimming through the endless depths of the sea
Able to breathe the unseen
The angelic words seem so divine
They seem to lift me with their wings
I’ve never felt so free
I’d like to write some day
Free my heart and souls,
See it spill onto the paper.
Jeremy Betts Jan 2021
I'm an enigma, a quitter and survivor, a pioneer weary of the change that literally defines the career
In desperate need of a savior or at the very least a lucky rabbits foot souvenir
One to keep me free and clear from the type of bad karma that's over the top severe
I've been thinking I don't belong here, I don't know if it's me talking that talk or the fear
I let it take the wheel and steer, my driving advise from the rear seat falls on a deaf ear
I guess I ain't suppose to interfere with the charioteer, the why isn't clear
Now I've gotta kick it into another gear to commandeer my own life like a buccaneer
This deer in headlights nonsense won't get me anywhere near my "new beginnings" frontier
I lost track of my trail guide mountaineer, forgotten about like I'm the fourth musketeer
The sheer volume of every collected tear almost drowns me at least once a year
Or acts like pavement when I smear across it after falling from the atmosphere
My guardian angel is a horrible puppeteer, seems to disappear when needed most like he's the one with crippling fear
...go figure

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herfragilemind Dec 2021
My dear,

Words cannot express

The way I congest

These feelings I feel for you,

I like the way you make me feel

How it feels so surreal

And how you have made a sudden turn

Into my life that is a slow burn

For I, I am so grateful to have met you.
Michael T Chase Mar 2021
The road to expertise first means that only one concept must be right to prove a solution.
Like leading a child on its way.
Autodidactic
daisha Mar 2021
the morning she puts a smile on her face .
so nobody can see the pain she face .

consuming , absorbing , mind numbing .
one day she hopes that somebody is coming .
to pull her out of the suffocating pain .
that she s fighting everyday .

but once again she wake up and up a new smile on her face .
I just think
You might have not
Gotten
What I meant to say
In the way I said it
Written very late at night
Giovanna Jul 2020
Is it wrong to be happy when in pain?
No efforts ‘to be’ go in vain.
When you know what the mighty holds for you,
it is the best thing to do.
It’s just that the pain feels so real.
Misery is in the open air site,
and happiness is like all the treasure locked inside.
All the words hurt more than a bite.
What weighs upon when I smile, is not delight.
why does sadness feel more real?
Giovanna Jul 2020
Buddies since birth.
Supposed to be the star of the north.
My playmate, my entertainer, my protector.
Like a human lie detector.
The same one face.
The other hard to trace.
Your evil on the rise.
Visible through your nasty eyes.
Your hands all over me.
Push and pull me in like a sea.
Cutting deep into my soul.
Gave me another set of secrets to hold.
All that you should have been was an illusion.
I regret calling you my cousin.
Trust NONE
Giovanna Jul 2020
In this house so big,
where mammoth appears miniature as a twig,
is occupied by my family lil wacky,
and the members lil shabby.

Fancy dress is a quotidian.
And try to talk in lydian.

I love being with them.
Treat me as a rare gem.

We spend time ample.
But they leave me alone in a temple.

Few times their pretend cuts look real,
like denying to heal.

Forever with me.
But a visiter and no guarantee.

People are weirdly overwhelmed by sentiments,
and ask me how am i doing since the car accident.
Do you also forget some incidents but the gones are alive?
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