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Ria Aug 2017
This is first and last time I’ll write something for you
Remember the time wherein you promised to be with me?
Or the time when you told me you’d be there when I need you
I was so confident and assured that you won’t leave.

Still you left with no clues left behind
Wondering what might be the reason why
I thoughts I was blind
Blinded by the emptiness of anxiety

Never have I thought you’d leave me hanging
In the middle of nowhere
Confused, Scared and with the feeling of Longing
Walking and waiting alongshore.

A thought came rushing, telling me to stop
Cuz the person I’ve been looking for
Will never ever drop–
Even a single hint of indicator

But after all those things that happened
I’ll never forget the love you showed
The effort you gave,
And the sacrifices you made

I am here – still waiting for you to comeback
Wanting to know if you’re alright
As the girl you used to cherish, I want you to know I’m fine and well
And I’ll always be your ‘Best’
Evan Crow Aug 2017
Tortured eyes were your burden now wicked storms linger and the rattle snakes charm isn't so appealing as his venom no longer does course within your veins .

Can you battle alone as I stand silent witness?
Does that entice as well as repulse ?

Are we the maggots of a long since expired corpse .
Will your paradise collapse to unveil nothing more than the delusions we conspired to know together my dear.

Take a number and wait for this stay of execution you've died already within my thoughts .

The funeral was held within the confines of this room are lust left nothing to hold but the empty shell and hollow words .

******* and die !!!.

The bitterness only serves to mask.the truth we knew so loNo as we stood together blood in palm .

No visions may intrude upon my silence .

You once knew the pain that was love cross to bare.
Never beg sympathy when you requested the death of this existence .


You are nothing and me something far less .

So shall the door remain closed
Aaron LaLux Aug 2017
Everything I do,
is dedicated to the Art,
harnessing the chaos of this cylinder globe,
we fall in Love while everything else falls apart,
we are Miracles on this Earth that we reside on,

ridin’,
through the galaxy,
a real life is led for Art,
all else is a fallacy,

we evolve,
naturally,
call,
back to me,

as we travel through these Lifetimes,
we find the Bridge of Love to unite with,
Humans have the Healing Feminine Divine with,
the power to universally unite from that which divides us,

we consciously create change,
nothing stays the same as,
we evolve from conflict,
to a more Harmonious vibe,

the meeting,
of the tribes,
the intros and greetings,
the hellos and goodbyes,

“Good Luck & Good Love”,

letting go of,
everything that once was,
embracing the noun of now,
which is the embodiment of Forever Love,

letting go of all that’s passed,
and embracing all that’s in the future,
the moment we live in is now,
the place is here now there is no there later,

here,
under the Supermoon in Bali,
at a hot springs with a Hot Thing,
another Divine Being obviously,

and everything we do,
is dedicated to the Art,
harnessing the chaos of this cylinder globe,
that we reside on,

ridin’,
through the galaxy,
a real life is led for Art,
all else is a fallacy,

we evolve,
naturally,
call,
back to me,

as we travel through these Lifetimes,
we find the Bridge of Love to unite with,
Humans have the Healing Feminine Divine with,
the power to universally unite from that which divides us…

∆ Aaron La Lux ∆
Randy Johnson Aug 2017
You were a mother who was both special and divine.
If you hadn't died, today you would've turned sixty-nine.
I would give anything if you were still here.
Everybody loved you because you were a dear.

You died over four years ago and it was the worst thing I've ever been through.
When they said you'd die, I felt helpless because there was nothing I could do.
The day before you died, "I Love You" were the three words that I said.
When I saw you lying motionless, it was sad because I knew you were dead.

The doctors couldn't save you after you became ill.
It took two years for this heart of mine to start to heal.
I still miss you and I have something to say.
I'll always love you Mom, Happy Birthday.
Dedicated to Agnes Johnson (1948-2013) who passed away on March 6, 2013.
Lucius Furius Aug 2017
Rembrandt, you maniac!
While other guys were down at the local tavern,
drinking and playing cards,
-- or off visiting Paris --,
you were in the studio.
Long after your students had left,
there you were, slaving away.

Did your family get sick of posing?

Others painted us as we seem
-- a bit better-looking, I suppose. . . .
You painted us as we are:
proud, sorrowful, hopeful, uncertain.

Where we'd seen only ugliness you found beauty.

The Bible? You made it human:
We felt Christ's pain! Magdalene's astonishment.

You were foolish with your money,
failed to pay your debts.
We forgive you.

You were stubborn, mean, obsessed.
You loved us
only when you were painting us.
We forgive you.

You worked on your own paintings
instead of ones which might have sold at higher prices,
ones which might have paid your debts.
We forgive you.
Because your art is so incomparably beautiful
we forgive you.
Hear Lucius/Jerry read the poem:  humanist-art.org/old-site/audio/SoF_099_rembrandt.MP3 .
This poem is part of the Scraps of Faith collection of poems ( https://humanist-art.org/scrapsoffaith.htm )
Brent Kincaid Jul 2017
I know just where I'm going
And what I have to do
I’ve looked into alternatives
And discovered what is true.

I've got my mind made up
I'm in possession of the facts
I recognize the pitfalls
And how confusion acts.

There is a higher road
And I am going to take it.
I am going to change my course
And I am not going to fake it.
I’m going to speak my mind
If I am ever really asked.
I will tell the honest truth
That will train me for the task.

It took a very long time
For me to get myself here.
I had to stiffen my resolve
And face up to my fears.

I had to choose between
Pretty lies and hard reality.
I had to let illusion go;
Let truth be the best for me.

I’ll take the higher road
And I am going to take it.
I now have changed my course
And I refuse to fake it.
I’ll welcome those people
Who love me who I have become.
I will tell the honest truth
Let that be my rule of thumb.
Alice Jul 2017
It's not the moon's influence that dictates the course of the ocean's fleeting tides, but it's persuasion. 

The moon's light shines wholesome promises and tender manipulation onto the water.

What use would words have, with such power in her gentle gaze, her glowing eye?

The tides oblige.

The ocean speaks back in hushed whisper, as it commands the movement she silently requests.

It whispers obedience and fear, knowing one wrong move and she may leave forever. 

The tides will always oblige.
Àŧùl Jun 2017
I play hide & seek with my daughter,
It's my turn to seek her this time,
Sankshaya, my girl, blindfolds me.

As she is scurrying away from me,
It's only her tiny footsteps I hear,
I follow her sounds and follow her.

And suddenly she screams in pain,
I remove my blindfold instantly,
It's imperative to instantly help her.

I see her writhing on the floor in pain,
It's a nightmare for me when I see,
See her dropped down onto the floor.

I take her to the hospital immediately,
I answer as they ask about my wife,
"She recently died battling cancer."

"I am so sorry, don't mind it please,
We will take care of your daughter,"

The doctor assured me so very kindly.

Sometime later,
Coming out of the emergency room,
The doctor says with a serious face,
"We have performed some tests."

These tests are always so very evil,
I enquire that doctor cautiously,
"When the results'll be here?"

"Soon, within the time of a week,"
The doctor said very calmly,
I didn't get more scared.

A week later,
I was holding the report,
A tear rolled down my cheek,
The result shows that the patient has eye cancer.

All hell had broke loose on me!
Inherit it she did from her mom,
The daughter carries the oncogene.

The doctors had it tailor made,
That suggestion to such patients,
Remove the eyes as cancer spreads.

I cautiously confess the truth,
Sankshaya smiles her Angel smile,
'Let's play hide & seek one last time.'

Truth hurts, I know it since long,
But this is the limit!
WHY DID YOU CREATE CANCER?

I just weep silently,
With a resentful heart,
Clutching my daughter.
My HP Poem #1610
©Atul Kaushal
Benji James Jun 2017
Lyrics just aren't hitting
Like they should
Everything I've been doing
Just hasn't been that good
I'm losing faith
Too busy chasing girls
Putting dreams in the fire to burn
Why I try and find love only to get burned
When will I ever learn
I should put these dreams first
Just keep letting lines fly out the window
Like I'll remember that even though I don't
Thought I was killing it
Truth is no ones feeling this
And I've lost the connection
I once had, feel disconnected
It's all going bad

This is all I've ever wanted
And I keep on letting it go
Took my eye off the ball
And now I'm letting myself down
Keep trying to figure my life out
And I keep on falling into the same old traps
And when everything felt right
It just collapsed

I'm losing every line
That was in my mind
Thought everything I wanted
Was in my sight
Now I see that it's not
I've got work to do
Finally feel like I've got something to prove

Not gonna let another line
Just slip through the cracks
I want them to take notice
I want them to see the flame is still there
See I'm still striving for greatness
Come to far to turn back now
And if they don't take notice that's alright
I'll find something that will capture the mind
I have and I can
Sometimes I wonder if anyone understands
The things I'm going through
And the proof is in the words
that I write
This is the story of my life
Within the lines that I write
If you want to know me
It's right in front of your eyes
Always throwing my heart out on the line

This is all I've ever wanted
And I keep on letting it go
Took my eye off the ball
And now I'm letting myself down
Keep trying to figure my life out
And I keep on falling into the same old traps
And when everything felt right
It just collapsed

I'm losing every line
That was in my mind
Thought everything I wanted
Was in my sight
Now I see that it's not
I've got work to do
Finally feel like I've got something to prove

It's in these songs
That's where I belong
It's in the sentences
My emotions lie
It's in the way I write
It brings out the thoughts of my mind
It's the power it brings
It's the inspiration it gives
That makes it so special to me
It's the way it can change somebodies life
It's the way it always changes mine
It's the way it can make me see things in a positive light
The time it's always been mine
I'm grasping on, yeah ready to fly
Aim high, will you come along with me for the ride

This is all I've ever wanted
And I keep on letting it go
Took my eye off the ball
And now I'm letting myself down
Keep trying to figure my life out
And I keep on falling into the same old traps
And when everything felt right
It just collapsed

I'm losing every line
That was in my mind
Thought everything I wanted
Was in my sight
Now I see that it's not
I've got work to do
Finally feel like I've got something to prove

©2017 Written By Benji James
Benji James Jun 2017
There's a lot of illustration left in these pages
The confessions I confess have become contagious
Here's a little more of my story untold
We all wait patiently for it to all unfold
I was the one left out in the cold
Don't like my lyrics find somebody else,
To pull off of your reading shelf.

©2017 Written By Benji James
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