Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Noah Clark Aug 2018
The broken heart
sinks deep.
Like a broken boat
lost at sea.
Drifting down into
a pit of darkness.
The broken boat
lost and heartless.
Druzzayne Rika Aug 2018
What day it is
what place is this
Answer is there
I can see
but cannot see
the book is open
unreadable

the seamless
more I know less
up to the point
I know what I want
till nothing to
wait for
the sour feeling
keeps coming

driving slow
not missing sun's glow
it is bright
like always
beating on its own
the little heart
from its start

many branches
of the root
all stretches
out
to find a better place
participating in
every race

further apart
from where I had started
no closer to the end
it is no better than
if I just stop
midstep

it is not money
not for this journey
all I do
is do it more
candle is melting
all the wax
how can I reform
myself

The structure
all that matters
is that it stands
no fall, no toll
it is not as simple
to make the life boat sail
A Simillacrum Aug 2018
Idealism boards its boat
and sails out to the ocean
and its middle reach.
Out as far as it will dare
it takes its detached opportunity
to yell its prayers
back at the beach.

"Wouldn't it be better,
if things were just [x] way?"

"The problem is that we're [here]
when we should be [there]."

Both bare and shoed feet
fist up the sand
and shout
shout, shout back --
They shout back,

"In the mid, your world is gold.
Here on the land, everyone's stomping toes.
On purpose. On accident. It happens.
**** happens. As far as living goes,
reality just is. So, sink with your conviction.
We challenge form, train adaptability.
Super humans laughing up from the tar.
We've come so far. We've come so very far.

It's still nothing."
Maya Aug 2018
i see the ships pass by
but only when the waves
don't cover my eyes.
i remember nothing
and my only friends
are clouds and stars.

the name of the boat i was on
is always on the tip
of my tongue
but it slips away
with the tides
as do i.

fish have started to nibble on me.
it's a strange sensation,
not unpleasant.
i know what that means, though.
i know i am dead.

i'm not scared
just relaxed
floating on the water
smelling the salt
feeling the breeze

i am lonely though
and a little cold
i must have had a family.
what happened
to all the other lifeboats?

aha! i remember the name of my boat.
i think it was called the Titan...
no, i'm pretty sure it was
the Titanic.
Isaac Aug 2018
You are universal.
There is an entire mankind
made up of people just like you.
You are not alone.
The truth is,
we are all in the same boat.
Earth and life
are something we all share.
It is comforting to know this.
Written 15 August 2018
oar
an oar
that her
canoe bade
by spoon
when park
saw the
river boat
upstream and
she was
saddle the
bridge then
transfer ride
near edge
with my
pickup nudge
her but
seasons end
Maxim Keyfman Aug 2018
I remember how I dreamed
as dreamed and dreamed
about
so that in a boat with you
swim far away
summer night at the moon

but time has passed
and it showed us all
that all the dreams that were
all dreams are bright that shone
they are all night
they are all really a shadow

11.08.18
The sea is like life,
on which man must sail.
In both, there are a number of possibilities
that lie hidden from the common eye.
Some are gifts to be treasured
and some are problems to be defeated.
Neither will be found unless man embarks upon the journey.
If man is lucky enough to discover a treasure,
he must fight until death to retain it;
if man is unlucky enough to discover an evil lurking underneath the surface of the sea,
he must fight it bravely and nobly until the end.
In either case, it is the struggle that is all -  important,
and a man obtains the status of hero if he battles the sea with grace under pressure.
The lions appear to be mere cubs, playing like young cats in the dusk,
they always make him happy; they are good company.
When the lions appear in their adult majesty,
they suggest and signify great strength and nobility.
The lions in his dreams always appear, not in their natural environment, but on the beach,
they suggest that there is a harmony in all of life.
The marlin is the ultimate foe, one that brings out the best in man.
A man who loses their faith as life's woes attack,
for those without faith are defenseless.
Man embarks on life and encounters treasure.
Man battles nobly to earn the treasure and then fight the problems to save it.
Even though man lose the treasure to the problems,
he has won the battle of life.
Ek Jul 2018
Every way your eye can see
there's somebody there waiting for sea
they've built their boat they've backed their bags
and I'm left behind fighting for air

I remember being told long ago
that the ocean's frightful if you drift aboard
yet the wood remained trees as I couldn't decide
cause I couldn't choose a particular style

Behind me, the earth's begins shaking
it's rumbling and my home's quaking
ahead the sea is screaming
I see it tugging my friends; all dreaming

But I love standing on the shoreline
between the ruins and the sunrise
I know I shouldn't stay for long
before my legs begin to corrode
Amanda Jul 2018
The sinking ship is
in my thoughts, but navigates
a new charted course.
Next page