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Gulishta Nov 2019
When the darkness of my heart,
Took over the shiny parts.
When the fog lifted,
The calmness of chaos sat in.

When I lost the dream colored glasses,
Only then I could really focus.
The Scowl  behind the smile,
The wretchedness of the mind.

I saw the colours of the faces,
The colours of people's heart.
The ugliness hidden behind,
The stony glittered mask.

Lost amidst the crowd,
The family of one.
All about the blood,
Emotions mattered to no one.

A mental struggle,
Faith losing the lustre.
Concerned about the health,
Why don't you see a doctor!?.

Open eyes...
Narrowed mind.
Push and pull of acceptance,
I hope you wouldn't mind!.

Couldn't stand out,
Wouldn't be among the crowd.
The final decision made,
It was.. which no one talked about!.
I would rather have a peaceful chaos than false calm....rather chose a fight than coward way out.
Aisha Nov 2019
What is there to voice out?
My passion isn't familiarity,
it's a sign of vulnerability.
It reminds me of
heightened tragedies,
And my pensive dilemma.

Parallel lines are definite.
Close; yet endlessly apart.
Tell me, was it a summer's dream
or autumn's death?

The dead victorian era
of fallen kingdoms
and ghostly ruins,
maybe I lost it there,
along with the
glory of falling in love.

You are in every poem.
My words are turning
into proses of guilt.
What should have been
left buried, or
in a bottomless ocean,
has now risen and
is ready  for chaos.
It's for not understanding when I should've seen it all along, it's for being wrong when I could have stopped it.
LLillis Nov 2019
Chaos slowly builds
on a bell that will not ring.
Children wait. Hopeful.
Winter showed up in force today with our first mild snow storm. The first significant snowfall is always a trying time in Toronto. Endless sirens, plows, shoveling, and salt. The lingering memories of what a snow day use to mean and the harsh juxtaposition of adulthood leaves me just as bitter as the cold.
Julia Friedman Nov 2019
S
I want you to pull my ribs apart
Softy
Gently
And ****** the air out of my lungs
To hold me
Quivering
Suspended above the earth
He’s so beautiful in such a chaotic way I can’t help myself
Isaac Nov 2019
“I used to love too.”
My words leave cuts
On your already dead body
In my ****** arms.

The rubble of your bones
And the destruction of your
Lovely face
Leave cuts on my dead body.

The failure(s)
is/are on my part.

It’s all
my fault.

A touch of my finger
Leaves nothing but nothing
behind.

A breath from my lips
Kills and rots all life
That it reaches.

A shiver on my spine
Is the electric chair for
All that is loved.

A tear from my head
Floods cities storms worlds
And all I can do is cry.

As you bleed out on the floor
You flood my heart with your
Sweet, sweet blood.

And I enjoy every last bit
As you fade.
As I fade.

And I cry.

True love’s kiss
is the spindle on the spinning wheel.

I used to love too.
Love can heal wounds  - but it can also leave scars. Destruction does not stray far from its gentle touch.
Mark Toney Nov 2019
Time to stop judging
Best to confess
Hiding behind your SOS
Feelings of others you ignore
Drama and chaos you adore
With your moralistic writes
Acerbic word fights
Sarcastic bites...
Why can't you be nice?

Instead, you play the part fully
As the intellectual bully
Disregarding the tears
Throwing misspelled word spears
Wielding grammar hammers
Pouncing when someone stammers
Hey, Bro! Don't you even know
What time it is?

Time to stop judging
Best to confess
Hiding behind your SOS
Feelings of others you ignore
Drama and chaos you adore
With your moralistic writes
Acerbic word fights
Sarcastic bites...
Why can't you be nice?

You say you're a godly player
But you're really a Sibboleth slayer,
An ill will conveyor,
Grand total naysayer,
Once you went away but then came back
Unbelievable, you're even more whack!
Hey, Bro! Don't you really know
What time it is?

Time to stop judging
Best to confess
Hiding behind your SOS
Feelings of others you ignore
Drama and chaos you adore
With your moralistic writes
Acerbic word fights
Sarcastic bites...
Why can't you be nice?

TONEY OUT - BOOM!
5/26/2019 - Poetry form: Slam - My first slam poem!  Yippee skippy!  I know it's not the best, but hey, it's my first one, and I'm keeping it! - (This poem is fictional and does not depict any actual person or event.) - Copyright © Mark Toney | Year Posted 2019
TS Nov 2019
The sun rises as do my eyes to greet the view.
I have traveled far and often to be right here next to you.

I am mesmerized with a heart so still.
Inside I am empty, searching for the will.

Wonder which vacant street will find the beat of my aching heart,
Hoping for an answer, direction, or even just a start.

Letting go is never easy even when you have the space,
Growing to which I am unsure but I long to see its face.

The look of darkness, the smoke fills my lungs
I know the waking nightmare has just begun.

Do not blind me with your beauty, I will never be impressed.
Instead be honest, whole, and true, a fate I will caress.

I live with you for my whole life, and feel my heartbeat start
No matter how I try to flee, we shall never drift apart.




-t.s.
Juhlhaus Oct 2019
At the brink of worlds I could
Hear hammer blows on coffin wood
Drink headline ink 'til doomsday falls
Taste newsprint paste on gray cell walls
Fissures deep in split flesh stung
With gritted teeth and muted tongue
Where endings chewed in unplacid fever
Slake only the fat of the world-eaters
All worlds end.
Harry Roberts Oct 2019
In the night your feelings weigh you down
Thoughts scream a banshees wail
Heart pulsing like a rabbit now
Can't console or calm down
Suffocating in myself
Aura dyed itself pale.

Falling down can be a sail
But the boat dips down don't fool yourself
The rush in your ears makes it hard to hear
The worry from ones to which you hold yourself dear
Descending to hell while you feel yourself sear.

I cuddle infernos so to the heat I feel near
I muddle my mind so fog can seem clear
I settle for nothing while the world is set on fire
I bottle my ire while the breath of death respires.
In the night
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