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Aer Jul 2020
created by Mortals, or simply
an act of the mind.
generated by intentions dark,
entered by the unaware and made to
shackle Monsters.
do we create the cages for others, or are we shaped by the cages around us?
Aer Jul 2020
art is created with the body.
limbs angling into shapes,
emotion permeating through skin.

art is sung with a brush.
single strokes staining a blank canvas,
delivering pain to an untouched body.

art is told with a pen.
letters creating worlds never having existed,
rays of sunlight born in darkened realms.

art is born in the mind.
the marriage of thoughts and
the tangling of physiques—
stories unable to be realized
through the sound of one's lips.
what is unable to be spoken yet must be realized.
Steven Boston Jul 2020
Falls of the liquid clear
rushing and crashing
transparency diamond sheeted
beyond a glimmer of another world
lies hope of an eye seen

Bewildering beat within
skips in song
thirsty I lavishly drink it in
beauty perceived in a moment quenched
as I survey the tumbling tears of creations cries
Was thinking of a waterfall earlier so wrote this
N Chairannisa Jul 2020
A flutter of white against stained-oak desk
laying in wait, it anticipates
the first mark on blank surface
dots, loops, lines, inscribed representations
to illustrate unseen curiosities
to anchor their essence into the visible
for you and I to perceive.
This one is for all the poets out there, you are absolutely amazing for turning an empty page into stunning poetry.
George Krokos Jul 2020
I thought that this would be an interesting subject
to write about and express some views here on.
My first thoughts were so daunting of the prospect
as nowhere I recall reading has it been written on.

When anyone thinks deeply on such a matter
all sorts of ideas will come to one's mind.
At first it will seem like a whole lot of chatter
with the main plot being of an unusual kind.

Sure, I've often read the universe is God's dream
but just to what extent would this be applicable
remains to be seen if nobody hears God scream
or when the nightmare is humanly inexplicable.

Perhaps as something like we'd experience too
in our own life when everything's going wrong
or get involved in senseless things as some do
and go through bad situations in them for long.

But as far as God goes it'd be on a massive scale
involving all the highly evolved intelligent forms
where all of those creatures in the universe's tale
fight against themselves using destructive norms.

Eventually damaging the fabric of space and time
with the gradual obliteration of all life in existence
those creatures would be indulging in such crime
and the mind of the Creator offering no resistance.

Because of the fact that the dream would be ending
- a real doomsday for the universe as far as it goes;
and there would be no way possible of suspending
this outcome of the nightmare that only God knows.

God would then revert to a state of dreamless sleep
or unconsciousness as we do in our restful slumber
to recharge Himself with a habit He too does keep
and so after awhile begins dreaming a new number.
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Written in March 2020. Somehow I think that we would all be a part of God's nightmare if He ever had one and had to wake up from as we do at times.
Merlie T Jul 2020
We have cried rivers
We have cried seas
We have carved cliffs
Mountain ranges
And the shore
When our tears were dried up
We exhaled the deserts
Glass
Made beads of sand
All the grains
Of the universe
We have consumed
And rebirthed
hybridstorm Jul 2020
I stared with no expression
at the white light
and wondered about black and red.
I wondered what I would do if
things went all but soft and white.
I felt I would wither,
helpless,
weak,
useless.
But
I decided to keep myself happy,
I decided I would put white silk cushions
in my heart's cave
and would invite the rain and winds
to smother me
with cool love
and keep me soft.

                                                        -s­torm-
Alone in the lockdown, in front of screens, one may feel anxious and worried. As mature beings, I think it is best for us to adjust our minds to the thoughts of all kinds of destinies. We go through trauma and get depressed when we have to live lives we never thought we may have to live. At this point in time is when the presence of God the almighty comes in. He is like cool water freezing your boiling and scalded anxious mind. He will give what is best for you, all you need to do keep on worshipping Him and trust your case with him.
I S A A C Jul 2020
Conceiving anew, Gaia
Waiting for you, Messiah
I have ideas swirling in my mind that I give birth to life
Nurse these creations until they live in my life
Or lives of many these burdens no longer heavy
My babies saving me whenever I slip
My babies keeping me sane during trips
To the night of the dark soul to recover my shattered pieces
Take these fragments to the sea
To inner peace the blending of all my energies
So I can co-create life for my sake because both halves are mine to take
I am the seed and the nourishment
I can create anything without interference
Not one or the other but a combination which is better
The ying and yang both blended together
Inside of me and my soul, I speak
My speech no longer riddled with insecurities
Throat chakra open and my knowledge devoted
To seeing the world change
In Gaia's name
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