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Cynthia Jean Jul 2016
Turn back
Turn back

He cries
All the day long

Turn back
to your Shepherd

The Guardian
of your soul

The Guardian
cries

Turn back
and follow Me....

cj 2016
I Peter 2:25
elizabeth Jul 2016
This weight on my shoulders
Is too much to bear;
I'll eventually break,
But no one seems to care.

Someone, please, save me
From my unwanted demise;
How is that no one can see
The tears in my eyes?

My cries for help
Fall upon deaf ears.
Don't you think that
I've cried enough tears?

Apparently the answer is "no",
Since no one answers my calls;
So I'll quietly wait
Until my whole worlds falls.
Here I am
Drifting like a feather
In the cool licked breeze
Under the pale moon of night

Where I may go
Only the winds know
I sway and soar
Like a dove in flight

Rising and falling
Like a phoenix in everlasting rebirth
Silently I drift
Drifting in the winds sorrow
Becoming one with the voices of the wind

Whispering to me there graceful, silent cries
Only wanting to be heard
But those who know to drift
Like a feather
To become one with the wind

To sway and be free like a bird uncaged
Will know the songs and silent cries
Of the wind.
Alanna Hoeveler May 2016
he was walking very fast pace
as if he was scared to lose in a race
but this wasn't a race, what was missing?
maybe someone he desires to be kissing?

i took steps forward, my eyes met a kind face
but how come when he turned around i saw a black rag in his mouths place?
liquid hues poured out of my head in deep confusion
is this the man in front of me only a delusion?

i tugged at it, and discovered his lips were sown together by purple thread
worried for his soul, his eyes and lips bled
he clench my wrists, chained them and injected my hips
i didn't know where i was going but i entered a lunar eclipse

i woke up as a light flickered and then focused on me
they stripped me of comfort, and placed lingerie on my intoxicated body
"four thousand?" " five thousand?" that's what i heard from a deep voice
"Sold for 5,000!" i was enslaved by a man, I didn't have a choice

blind folded, i counted the seconds it took to reach this location
i heard screams, moans, and violence. it was a workstation
he threw me in a tiny room and locked me out, no where to run and hide
i lie on a ****** bed, exhausted, and being tied

i saw a blur? a man, he stormed in and locked the door behind him
i tried my best to get him off me but i was too weak and the light was dim
tied down, no escape only submission to a man who doesn't have a name
numb and barely living, he slid harshly in between my legs, i couldn't scream, i couldn't cry, then he came

~a.h.
Saloni mann Apr 2016
Approximately,
It was all the same for the two!
The same season, the same night
and the same sky above them.
The only thing
that differentiated between them
was food that day!
One said-"Enough, I can't eat more mom".
The other cried-"Food, I want food maa".
Mother is called maa in Hindi.
Danielle Rayn Apr 2016
You hurt me so easily
I'm miserably weak
my soft skin tears
like olive toned paper
I cry too easily
big crocodile tears
why don't you love me?
why do you not care for me?
Poetic T Mar 2016
I heard then impersonating in to the night
Whispers seeking out lingering fading light
I tried to stem the tide that slowly reverberated
upon my nightly illusions,  I  was ever agitated

Their cries, a wanting for me to slowly converge
on ever open nurturing's to be delicately submerged
in the calling like a siren of their endless waling
but I was without child an illusion of nights waking.

My eyes were still listening my ears hypnotized
their true intentions were muffled and disguised
as I wondered in the room senses seemingly unabated
where truth in mourning was eagerly aggravated

Clambering upon my senses they milked my fears
till I was slowly bled through countless tears
I felt their pain on never knowing life but death
now feed, then they savoured the formula of breath.

"Hush little one death never says a word,
"Feed on the living until their breath is unheard,
"And when they exhale that last momentary gasp,
*"Never let it go hold it tight till you cry hold it eternally in your grasp,
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