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Mystic Ink Plus Sep 2018
When the end is
The new beginning

Raise the hands
Who is ready to die?
Genre: Spiritual
Theme: Life changing moment
Apporva Arya Sep 2018
my name means UNIQUE
I wonder if so am I.

M owing it ,
before the beginning of my beginning.
I wonder How and Why,
Was it destined?
what if i had different name?
How would it had felt?
there are so many things we take for granted depicting our identity just like our name. Today i was pondering what if i wouldn't be known from the name i had been known
Amanda Kay Burke Sep 2018
I know I will get through this alive somehow
I know my heart will still beat
It is almost too inevitable to bear
Stuck in place, can't move my feet.

How can I stop destiny when broken?
Fix something that can't be repaired?
We can go upwards from where we
are
From rock bottom towards cleaner air.

Lacking strength to fly with broken wings
Rain and thunder remembered from yesterday
This is how I am pressed to face fears
Shards embedded, eventually I'll be ok.

May take awhile to feel intact
Threads tearingĀ one by one
No longer perform efficiently
Discourages until I come undone

You saved your heart from misery
I learned and now my own I hide
It's much easier to be broken from the beginning
Then there's nothing left to shatter inside.
How do you break something already in ruins?
cozyjune Sep 2018
electric birds paint trails of color over my head
as i lift my freckle stained face to the blanketed sky
I'm drawn to an addictive presence on the stage before me
my heartbeat drowns out the sounds
surrounding me pulsing through my veins
suddenly we are all on fire
i drop my jacket to the floor
can anyone else feel this?
is anyone else burning?

his ******* lips are against my neck and his nails are digging into the small of my back and every dream i have ever had turns into the color of his eyes

can no one else feel this?
im blind to everything but the forbidden fruits dangling from his heart
his one single glance wraps around my throat like a snake suffocating its prey
i don't know if it was the acid or the *******
but that beaten up boy
******
my
soul
to
hell
i am burned.
farhan Sep 2018
Life originates in pleasure
Begins in pain,
For some ends in treasure
For some ends in vain.
Denise Uy Sep 2018
I'm not great like the ancient Greeks.
My door is tattered, unoiled, and it creaks.
The glass coffee table now in pieces,
mirroring thousands of broken perspectives.
The clothes on the floor, reflecting the messy
internal view of my life.

But I can fix it, can't I?
I could oil the hinges of my door,
brand new like it was before.
I could buy a stronger table,
no longer dysfunctional
and unable.
As for my clothes, I'll just fold them back.
It's really not a daunting task.
Some parts are easy, some are pretty tricky
and repair takes time but go on
and fix your life.
Note to self: Start changing your life.
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