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Hammra Sistur Aug 2020
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everything is living
everything is fluid
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ we can turn nickel
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀into iron
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ a sunday
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀into a monday
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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀a kiss into a lie
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀   listen,
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
back behind the shot office
⠀⠀⠀⠀ where we waited
⠀⠀⠀⠀ in line for serum⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀dresses
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ flowed
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ across
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀                    the hills
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ and
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ unyielding nights
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ took in youth
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ and returned lovers
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀ ([angel.s] repented
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  for the sin of
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀  purity AND [i] really do think it was understoo
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀d
⠀⠀⠀⠀),⠀⠀⠀bu/t now we contend•
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀to
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀muddy footprints on courtroom floors
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀an old man getting older pleading his
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to the laws
of unyielding certainty
that rivet the universe
together
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Vranda Punjabi Aug 2020
Nothing is meaningful but everything is,
This is the most difficult, but a very simple life quiz!

Nothing is meaningful but everything is ,
If life takes away stuffs,
it also gives.

Nothing is meaningful but everything is,
Just have a check on your sins ,wins and pins !

Nothing is meaningful but everything is,
Just try to recall your Tears , fears and your huge bills !

Nothing is meaningful but everything is,
You just need to understand,
because that's how life is !!!
Please Stay tuned for my next poem! :-)
Till then take care everyone!
Esther L Krenzin Aug 2020
we are all born
with dreams that have a
expiration date
but some expire
before others

Esther Krenzin
Lane O Aug 2020
If I could, I would

I'd collect your worries
like water from a stream
let your rills of anguish
wash over me

If I could, I would

Your pain that festers
like a storm inside
I'd take it all for myself
let it be my demise

If I could, I would

You are beautiful
don't let my words run astray
just know you are my world
my Sun, my everything
Sometimes pain, worry, anguish, heartache, disappointment are very burdensome for our loved ones. I wish that in their times of hardship I could take it all for myself and let them be filled with happiness, but we can't "take" others emotions, we can comfort them, make them laugh, or try to console them the best we can, but we can never actually "steal" their grief, and cast it away. If I could, I would.
if only you knew
the things i'd do for you
the things i've done for you

if only you knew
the pain i've felt on my feet
all those days spent
cleaning, cooking and entertaining

if only you knew
that i didn't have any pancake mix
but found a way to satisfy your cravings
because i wanted you to be happy

if only you knew
how tired i was
my body was shutting down
but my mind was racing with
thoughts of you

if only you knew
the time, energy and effort spent
all to just impress you and give
you a good time

if only you knew
the insane extra charge to deliver
a box of cupcakes for your mom
on mother's day but you didn't show up

if only you knew
how much i wanted to spend
time with you even if it was just
for ten minutes but it never happened

if only you knew
how much i wanted to hug you
or be near you to show you how much
you mean to me but you seemed distant

if only you knew
how willing i am,
how i'd go the ends of the earth for you,
how i'd write poems about you,
show you how you should be loved,
how much i care for you,
and how i'd give you more than the world
i'd give you the universe.

if you only just knew.
should i have told you?
Raven Blue Jul 2020
Cry
I cry because I'm sad
I cry because I'm happy
I cry because I'm angry
I cry because I'm guilty
I cry for every emotions that I have
I cry because my tears are always there to comfort me in any emotions that I have
I cry because crying is my everything
Miss Luna Jul 2020
Everything is:
simultaneously black
and together blue

I don't know how to say this
But I love you
Aer Jul 2020
she ran until she could run no more
screamed until she could scream no more
fought until she could fight no more—
yet to save her it was never enough.

she was forged with iron, wrought of steel.
bourne of fire, taught never to feel.
she was the daughter of life, mistress to night—
grace brought of blood, fallen being of light.

she is beauty, insanity— and all in-between.
a poem I wrote about one of my characters many years ago, and just recently uncovered.
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