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Poetic T Jun 2020
Gemination sundered
             the pollen,

cleaved from the stalk..

              Redeemed from its
betrayal of peace..

influencing the toxic earth..
Lara Jun 2020
Age is just the earth going around the sun

What if the earth would just stop going around the sun?

Would we stop aging?

Would we know how old we are?

Your age is getting controlled by the earth


Age is scary

Growing up is scary

Disconnecting from people is scary

But this is life

Life is scary


The earth going around the sun is one thing controlling us

Missing is a part of life


Do I want to grow up?
-
I don’t know
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Because of this actually no

Am I scared?
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Yes, I am so scared of what is coming for me in life
Being a part of someone's journey through life
Feels rather strange when those times change,
Memories fade
On this road of life, you used to drive
All by yourself
Always feeling alive
Having a good time
You now sense the impending doom
Of sharing room
With that someone
Sharing this space in life
You wake up relinquishing control over your own
Pondering if that person was somebody you had known,
Realizing they are not the one you'd what them to be
Now those pangs of solitude
They come and go like clouds in a windy sky,
With a mixture of contentment and relief
I sigh!
Now understanding that I alone can be,
The sailor of my ship in the sea.
From feeling like having somebody to needing somebody, only to end up needing yourself.
Danica Jun 2020
Thinking about all the right and wrong
Coping with what she can't control
Loud,  doleful cry and wailing songs
Unspoken words of woman's soul
Tears and tears
Kairosclere Jun 2020
I could fit all my world 
Inside my hands
Yet have
Nothing over
My control.
Amna Khan Jun 2020
Screaming in silent hues
Into the sky, diffuse
Like my mind that I abused
My trepidation from it oozed.

I try to keep, but in vain
My broken thoughts inside my brain
Out of control, they proved bane
Never content within their terrain

And when all is ordained and said
I look down at my palms with dread
Glaring in disgrace and sins of red
The person in the mirror is dead
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Daisy Darling Jun 2020
No one deserves this type of life,
Yet here I am living in strife.
No where to go,
So I'm going with the flow.
Can we control life?
Michael Jun 2020
I still don’t know when enough is enough
Am I hurting myself?
So much time that you’ve lived in my mind
Tired of not knowing when enough is enough
Sometimes there are people who occupy your mind for so long that you forget it is yours to control. Hopefully this serves as a reminder to myself
Lara Jun 2020
The heart
The center of the body
The center of feelings
The center of hope
The center that controls you

The thing that keeps you alive
The thing that beats in your body

The heart is the difference between people
Every heart beats different and for different people

People can share what is in their heart
But they can’t share their heart without the risk of losing their life
Susan Nishimoto Jun 2020
My heart has been ripped and it is still beating.

When I'm out of control, I find myself changing.

So I curse and yell and continue to keep going.

I don't want to fight, but I want to tell you something.

Then I cry and cry until there is nothing.

Do you know what it's like to have this feeling?
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