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kokoro Nov 18
Have you noticed how once we start getting happier,
we tend to write less?
atleast I do.
I think its because all we ever do is complain.
and once theres nothing to complain about,
theres really nothing to talk about, nothing to write about.
I guess you could take that as a good thing,
or maybe a bad thing.
And some could take this as a poem complaining about people who complain, its hard to explain.
kokoro Oct 30
Complaining what i could be,
what i wish i could be,

Complaining about what i wish would happen,
what could have happened,

when i'm in the middle of what i used to pray for.
Sometimes we are so focused on our future, that we don't realize that we are in the middle of what we used to pray for. Thank our Lord for what he has brought us, thank God for the the past, present, and the future.
Jeremy Betts Aug 26
Everything I write is filled with the same,
It's all hurt and pain
And feeling insane
And how I can't stay in my own lane
Continually asking, "what's wrong with this brain?"
While evening else sounds like
Complain
Complain
Complain
It's just easier to remember the rough terrain
And every little stain
Leading me to ask, "why should I remain?"

©2024
You know it's true when I say
that we are messed up
in our own little way.

We cry and complain
This is a mess
but when it's gone
our life's just too plain
We miss the madness.

But that's human nature
by which we abide
Because the grass is always greener
on the other side.
George Krokos Oct 2023
There are certain feelings in my heart that I won’t try to explain
which if I were to tell you about them you’d probably complain.
The well-springs of our heart run deep and determine how we live
meaning: if we don’t allow them to flow naturally hold us captive.
_______
From 'The Quatrains' ongoing writings since the early 90's.
AE Jul 2023
To all the mornings that go wrong
1 hope you know
I find my laughter in you
somewhere along the "why mes" and "why nows"
A beautiful summer breeze hit
And I forgot what there was to complain about
Raven Feels May 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, best me is the best feel the way I own:>


heart so pale

I am senseless with no shame

guess that curse you embraced me with didn't go in vain

feel a deprivation in my feels I pained

rather myself than affections by strangers to my insane

bet that dream you stole haunted me and stained

I want to scream and tear the memory out of that stupid brain

**** the devil will still forever and I can't complain


                                                      ­                              ------ravenfeels
MJL Mar 2021
Over and over
Your mother
Your job
The system
The cheats
The liars
Your excuses
Eventually most meet truth
For a minute
Feel the power
Ownership
This couch feels good


© Mike Levine 2021
Did you read this in the 1st or 2nd person? Ha.
Whether the dialogue is with yourself or a friend, ownership can be hard, and judging can be too easy... Meditation is great. And a good couch sometimes even better!
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