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aesthenne Apr 2016
my dear don't
    be afraid to
    take flight and
    call out for help
we will and
    have promised to
    protect you,
    on our word
a samurai will
    and never will he
    abandon his orders
    *to protect you
"I *choose* to defeat you. And I *choose*, to protect her, from you."
Aaryan sachdeva Apr 2016
I don't fall down
I get up everyday
With my eyes red
Filled with dreams night and day!
I walk upon my path
The one I've chosen to go
Not listening to the society
Going where I go
Before someone stops me
On this journey called life
I sleep upon my bed
Eyes shut feeling low....
Do more think less!
Coko Mar 2016
There is a 50/50 chance I can get my heart broken
There is a 50/50 chance you can be the one for me
There is a chance I can hate you for life
There is a chance I may have you for life
There is a possibility you may grow tired of me
There is a possibility you may always want me

So many questions pop up when I think of your name
-Is he worth the risk?
-Is he being legit?
-Is he playing games?
- Why should I stay?

I try not to bring my past into the new
But with you, the answer isn't clear
I'm trying to separate the  two
Because I could have something great with you
or not.....
It could be devastation with you
or not....
I'm at a fork in the road on this ride
So I'll flip a coin
and let fate decide
Sometimes when I'm faced
With a decision I freeze, great..
My Lifes taken to sticks it, and sit it,
At a fork In the road, to wait

For my choice, where's fate?
....cuz so far my choices to date
Is why I'm writing this, fighting it,
Knowing in my past I've made

Decisions causing collisions
Man made damnation,damaging
The way only a master of disaster
Can... With a strategy of calamity

A catastrophe, to make an *** of me
Like I compete VS. tragedy
To see who can cause more horror,. &destruction; but no match for me

Is he, as my demolition savagery
Similar to whenever havocs seen
And as it happens. I'm always like
"Yo..What the F$&@ is happening??!"

Clueless like Alicia silverstone
In the library with a wrench
As Cornel mustard calls her *****
And this is where ration ends

And wanders like it saunters off
topic hoping itll delay or help
Fantasies of **** woman come out
Now I'm a Plummer...hired to help

... But eventually, I'm back held
Forced to be an adult, oh why ..
..forced to pick a road or grow old
And hold stagnant, until I die

Which don't sound so bad, but a dad
Always has to consider
And factor in. to weigh the variable,
In the form of his lil diaper *******

Who really could use a baby sitter
Who is ****,so a ....baby sister
Can be made, but ...focus dont stray
This is no time to joke or play

Eeny-meeny miney moe
Catch a politician by its toe
So you can ask advice, then told:
"It's a gd time to relapse on blow"

Which is only said cuz my head
Controls the imagined figment
Which says nothing except that,my
Heads not where sane thoughts visit

So as I stare at the two paths
I feel debilitated and instead
Of perpetual fear, the thoughts fed
Says no matter which way I head

Ill be left to wonder where I'm lead
If I chose the path, which I did not
When I decide and divide I try the path I now continue so do not

think too much. and yet still
Frozen and paralyzed at a halt  
I stand a man, full of fear, a vault
holding a scared boy full of fault

But Self doubt amplifies as adults
At least for me, so immobile I'm left
Confused by why I'm still undecided
But already feel my choices regret ...

.....  I hope I don't fork myself .....
August Mar 2016
What piece to move next!
Contemplating if I should pick the short route or
the longer, more rewarding one
Twisting into the middle of the board
Where the candy castle lies

About to wave the white flag
But so close to the freedom
The castles right there!
Look at the kids - this game frees them

Laughing without thought
Smiling without pain
So sweet for the time
Too lethal to stay

After much thought
I throw my hands up and say
"I surrender"
Sarah Mar 2016
Not every day is a good day.
But every day counts.

Not every experience is instructive.
But every experience counts.

Not every dream comes true.
But every dream counts.

Not every hand holds yours forever.
But every support counts.

Not every way brings you to your destination.
But every step counts.

Not every decision is the right one.
But every try counts.

Not every day is a good day.
But every day counts.
Francie Lynch Feb 2016
If Sallinger hadn't written Catcher in the Rye,
Or Lennon hadn't sung, Helter Skelter;
If we'd not met in August
Would I write this? This!
This counter-productive
Counterfactual.

What universe would unfold
If I had no match,
I wasn't a match.

If I stayed home;
You'd stayed.
History's a roll of dice.

Is this a good day to ask the question?
O, the women come and go
Talking of Michelangelo.

I'll not wear a watch...
And you,
Had you gone to the bathroom
Before driving off,
Would you have returned?
Or if Disney hadn't turned my head,
I wouldn't wish so much.
A tip of the cap to T.S,
Lizley Feb 2016
There are birds in the ocean
Little white waves on a wide blue cape
They kind of swim, kind of fly and  kind of dance
Little bright hopes trying to escape

Though I try to,
I can only catch them with my eyes
Though I want to,
I can only reach up to where the horizon lies

See there are birds in the ocean
Even though we know they're meant for the skies
© Lizley (Maria Flordeliz Yamog)
|02.19.2016|
Sometimes we want to make decisions but these decisions are stuck inside inhibitions where they can't seem to find an escape.
AM Feb 2016
All the wrong decisions
that lead to our separation
are repeating themselves
and keeping me
awake and aware
we should've been
what we are not;
together
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