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Sharon Thomas Jun 29
Write me a letter;
About all the things that haunt you.

Write me a letter;
About the adventures you have.

Write me a letter,
About the imaginations;
That you've created all so perfectly,
In that mind of yours, so fearlessly.

But most of all,

Write me a letter,
Telling me why you'd choose me,
To spend an eternity.
With love that you give out
So carelessly.
Neelam Jun 13
I retreated to my
private chamber,
Away from the chaos
and insanity of the world,

And took off the concealer
that masked the weariness
and hollowness on my face.

Unburdened, and rejuvenated
face looked supple,
A younger self in me
leapt into the bed
with abandon,

The inner critic was left
aghast, as I was consumed with
immature doses of true joy!
I think my insanity is what keeps me alive!
The Dandelion means long-lasting happiness and youthful joy.
Clarrise was more real than reality in a way that made her seem to be above life and reality itself. She was in the world, but not of the world. Her body was on the ground, but her head was somewhere between the clouds and stars. What she said was always authentic. She was ethereal, softer than the earth could know. She had the confidence of a person who not just knew people would like them but would be unconcerned if they didn't. She possessed a heavenly grace that carried an aura of a free soul wherever she went. In a world often filled with corruption and arrogance, she was a light that darkness had to surrender. She was strong in a way that the dismal and iniquitous world could not break, yet delicate, sweet, and celestial in a way that was too pure to be tainted. Her soul was free and unable to be tamed. Her angelic presence radiated a love of something more than people could give her. She was youthful, carefree, and curious as if she drank every drop of the bright and colorful essence of childhood. Yet, she was mature, thoughtful, and outspoken. Her mind was a stream of thoughts and stories that ran freely through her mouth without a second thought as to why.  Her peace was that of white, sheer curtains letting a slightly sea-tinted breeze of fresh air through a window revealing pink-blushed clouds. She was to some degree, undescribable.
𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓒𝓵𝓪𝓻𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓮, 𝓷𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓻𝓲𝓿𝓪𝓵 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝔂 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝔂𝓸𝓾
Alina Mar 21
My mind has faulty insulation, cracks for thoughts to creep in no matter how hard I try to block them out. Fractures as if from years of wear letting painful memories or cringing moments flood my head wreaking havoc as they soil it all. Regrets plague my conscience, stealing me from sleep, from peace. Keeping carefree out of my reach, to no end. No end in sight.

I've met so many people,
Seen so many faces
Yet here I am
Sitting by the tree
All alone,
Often Pondering
What life would have been?
Had I not cut off
People who reminded me of
Simpler and happier times,
Singing together
To the tunes that barely rhymed,
Had I not cut off
The things that always seemed so real,
And some feelings that I tried to conceal.
But here I am
Learning to be happy,
Even if it seems sloppy
Maybe God's watching over me,
As I walk along my path carefree
Maybe I was playing with my sanity,
Just by sleeping in the arms of destiny.
Will I be happy about being selfish?
Or is treading the longer path towards gratitude something I'd relish?
Raul M Murray Jul 2020
Happiness in an electromagnetic energy
Which flows from person to person in a liturgy
We say hallelujah in harmonious synergy
The joy spreads like ripples of the sea of Sicily
The spirit is contagious
Shining bold and religious
That smile expressed is prodigious
Mirrored from me to you which is unpretentious
The feeling is a supernatural high
Like the sun rays which pervade the sky
Expressing our soul's chi
A revelation of our energy that can electrify
Michael Jun 2020
Do you think we could just stop?
Not think for a while,
Think with our body’s
Hearts aside,
Regrets left till next dawn.
A little careless gesture
Free to do as we please.
Lets put the future behind us
And climb each other.
Overthinking sometimes leaves us with a lot of regret, sometimes its better to just focus on whats going on now.
Wrex May 2020
Ah, what a sight to see!
With the bright sun in the distance
Chirps of the bugs and bees
To forget the reason for our distance

A walk to end all walks
Till I see the dawn wake
As I reminisce that box
That always made you quake

Longing to dream as you could dream
Not to remember and a night to forget
To forget that pitched scream
And the tumble of your chess set

All I can do is wait for my day
And continue to live carefree
Walking into the next Friday
Living in a shattered reality
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