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Sam S Sep 2024
Feelings, they’re like waves,
Crashing without cease,
Emotions surge and spiral,
Yearning for release.
I’m both tender and fierce,
A garden drenched in night,
Where ivy coils around my heart,
And moonflowers crave the light.

In this storm of passion,
There’s a strength that burns so deep,
Resilience forged in whispers,
Where love and darkness meet.
I navigate this world within,
With a compass kissed by fire,
And find that in the heart of chaos,
Lies the pulse of my desire.
duck Sep 2024
i wanna sleep so badly
after barely sleeping for days
it's as if my sanity is sadly
running away from me

can barely open my eyes now
and i feel like my brain's gonna melt
but i'm not scowling
like i did when i was wide awake though.

it's as if something's possessed me,
made me go a bit insane with a smile.
duck Sep 2024
i cried till
my eyes were swollen
today, and still-
tears are drippin'

wonder how to
stop them from forming
wonder if feeling numb
will stop my emotions from storming
Maria Etre Sep 2024
The words fall short
of their meaning
the one beyond the read

The lines weaken
and leave the reader
with a sense of boredom

The heartbeat
only in that cage
and fails to bleed
on pages

The papers
become satiated
with empty ink
lacking quality

The poet
loses him/her/them self/ves
in that limbo
between
head
and heart
running on a treadmill
trying to catch the fleeting muses

The poet dilutes
in reality
his/her/their greatest
fear
for that is
what they
try to escape
in every
poem
For full poem: https://indiedoodles.wordpress.com/2024/09/03/what-happens-when-you-numb-a-poet/
Jeremy Betts Aug 2024
I cry
Recently quite a lot
Some tears fall with no why
Most are no longer fought
Like rain from the sky
Weather wanted or not
Emotions flood the eye
The mind an impossible knot
Man card revoked, no reapply
I push through all for naught
Every try
A long shot...
But it's all I got

©2024
Lahar Dhundhara Aug 2024
Most Human emotions are either nurtured in a cradle of freedom
or in the cage of fear,
Hide from the claws of admonished anger,
Seek the warmth in cold December,
Bloom in the fragrance of ardent breeze ,
An emotion obscured for it is digging cave indeed,
Few are afraid to be prisoners of someone's cage,
This Virginia Woolf once in her quote engraved,
Few are servants, bleeding from the cathedral of usurper,
This emotion endures  in the name of hierarchical structure,
An emotion, as fluent dancer,
As if sipping the zesty elixir.
Bit of explanation -

An emotion obscured leaves a void inside.

Few emotions are born when we do not express ourselves due to fear of judgement,
We keep in check , hide it, and let it choke us for we fear our own image which others form in their head ( based on temporary act or encounter)
This Virginia Woolf beautifully expressed in her quote that says,”the eyes of others our prisons ;their thoughts our cages.”

Few are servants...
- This explains emotion when a person endures injustice and torture done by person who with this, usurped his rights( fundamental to be specific)
- They might be enduring due to post and position, power, or to save a relationship or in order not to hurt others etc etc.
Dancer
- Happy and lively emotions.
Saleh Ben Saleh Aug 2024
I sit alone,
and meditate.
I think of kin,
I dare to hate.
I think of things,
that I have done.
I think of people,
we live among.


I think of deeds,
that shame my soul.
I think of sins,
I can’t control.
But as I embrace,
my inner peace,
my true emotions,
begin to feast.


To God I pray,
with all regret,
and hope my sins,
I can forget.
In time of need,
He is my guide.
He is indeed,
the righteous side.
Maria Etre Aug 2024
I always went for the natural look
till it dread itself with dread

I put some conditioner
and lathered its sorrows away

Little did I know
that I was manipulated into thinking
my natural was natural...

Till I dried it off
and saw a lighter curlier ...natural
duck Aug 2024
anxiety doesn't suddenly appear
it's there because of others
and when we look drear
we try to drag our covers
up and up
hiding our tired faces
because we don't want to cleanup
and show others traces
of our weaknesses
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