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Kaleb Diplock Mar 2020
A sharp pain fills my chest, taken aback i decide to lay down within the bed of flowers and tall grass, as the blades brush against my face and the flowers encircle my body a chilled breeze flows through me, my eyes gaze towards the sky, my view filled with groups of clouds and blue skies far beyond me as well as the beauty that lies within the abstract shapes of mist above.

“Where am i?”

All that fills my mind is calmness, no worries nor sorrow fills my heart anymore. I cannot remember what brought me here. The sounds of distant waves crashing against the seawall floods my thoughts and distract me from whatever had filled it before. I feel at peace with myself, nothing seems to worry me any longer, the breeze continues to blow the surrounding flora in a soothing manner across my arms and face, the armor strapped to my body is uncomfortable.

“How did I get here?”

My hand reaches across my chest to the clip that binds the leather strap to the plate and disconnects the two from each other, and in sequence removes the plate from around my chest and back in one steady motion over my head, now without the obstacle I may rest without discomfort, my linen shirt doesn't do justice to my skin either, it may come off too. The crushed grass and mounded dirt from where my armor had rested made for a comfortable spot for my muscles to relax upon.

“Does that really matter?”

I sit up, and view all around me, nothing but grass and beautiful orange lilies surround me, not a single thing of importance in sight, just me and these flowers, it all just is, nothing in front of me, and nothing behind, I lay back onto the land below me and close my eyes for a little bit, it's all better now I tell myself, everything is okay now.

“I feel like I'm missing something.”

A feeling of pure content flushes through my body, every vein and muscle fibre feels a sense of bliss, whatever had bothered me before is not worth worrying about anymore, nothing can bother me, miles of grassland and cool air surrounds me, just calm, no one can hurt me anymore, I am here and here am I within this sea of green and blue my heart may finally rest, whatever was before, no longer is, no question need be answered, and all is finished.

“That’s okay. I’m okay.”
julianna Mar 2020
why,

why does life come in waves?

it’s either the white sea foam,

salty, bubbles, calm

or

the tsunami,

flooding, crashing, drowning.

~
Elle Vee Mar 2020
She sips another cup,
to her it tasted like strawberry,
though bitter.
It was tea.

All she wanted was to dream,
to relax, be in peace.
A wish to float.
It was her reality.

But when she woke,
She felt chaotic,
Thoughts drowning her,
she wants another trip
Bhill Mar 2020
hush, they murmured to the crowd
please don't wake up the new day
the promise of a new beginning is within
within the very heart of the silence
calmness will be here with the sunrise

Brian Hill - 2020 # 67
JT Mar 2020
Death she is there calmly waiting her turn
A farmer's wife she rests upon the wall
Her scythe still holds a piece of wheat
Her hands worn from the day

Death she catches some sun
A mature woman she in no hurry at all

She is just there

No rush


I can live with that
inspired by the painting "Death" by Jacek Malczewski
PiLomus Mar 2020
Down falls a drop
little knock on the forehead
Nostalgic feeling that was lost
Again started to spread
As came the shower
Mind tune to the acoustic
Heart begins beating
To the rhythm of rain
Little by little went down the pain
This mellifluous melody has taken over my brain
As a drug it numbs all the sense
And washed down this painted fence
As it pour down with all its might
Suddenly it all become pretty quite

And all of this stagnant air started to flee
And the falling rain drenched this soul which i called me.
Love for Rain
Kenechukwu Mar 2020
I could be
Still.
But the words never will.
Stop
Writing themselves.

"Thoughts spill over as ink to a quill..."

When I'm in the ground I'll
Still
Reside in the words that I write.
Until

My blood dries.
And the universe has had its
Fill
of what I have to offer.
Nicholas Mar 2020
Keeping my calm
like an Islamic
but I don’t read the psalms
I’m watching them drop bombs
like a repeat of Saddam
Jane Feb 2020
Forest green, with the hazel sun, I analyse your eyes

"What are you thinking?"

Just how exactly have you changed my norm?

Is it how you make me feel at home, belonging?

Is it how you make me feel in love, yearning?

Is it how you make feel at ease, calming?

The existence of you is perplexing

How can you be so caring?
How can you be so tender?
How can you be so forgiving?
How can you be so thoughtful?

How can you know me so well?

I've built walls, you re-constructed them.
I've been silent, you've read my mind.

Sleeping, is something I’ve preferred alone,
you overcame the comfort of my solitude

You and I are a perfect balance
the pragmatic and the intuitive
the diligent and the ardent

The weight of what I feel for you has it's gravity,
There are times when I say
I love you
I tear up

I'm afraid to think anything bad of you,
Because you bring out everything good in me.

You don't change me, you evolve me
I was so worried I'd make a mistake,
I was blinded to the greatest choice I made.

You,
Thank you,
For You.

My love, My home, My Best Friend

I love you
Broken Pieces Feb 2020
Remember the days when people would stop and listen?
Listen to nature's song and watch the sun glisten.
Nowadays people don't care,
They act as if it's not ever there.
But I like to sit in the silence and listen to the peace,
People laughing and smiling in the streets.
Thinking about the silent times,
When there weren't things like crimes.
Watching the birds hum their song,
Hoping someone might sing along.
Try to just sit here and hear the noises all around,
Someone might come and you'll be found.
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