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lex Sep 2017
the future
it seems so near
but i mean
is it really?
i'm troubled by what will happen in the future, to be honest.
Poetic T Sep 2017
We were gazing within each others
                                         eyes, souls.
Gathering within each others unspoken
                                        words, syllables.
Echoing in tranquillity, the loss of never
                                         touching, holding.
But you were like a far off star in my sight
                                         unreachable, seen.
Though closer than before we could never
                                         cherish, elope.
Alone with in the grasp of another we were
                     so close but never enough....
Druzzayne Rika Aug 2017
Close enough to breathe your air
I'm reaching another star
in the sphere, all above care
so far, so very far
A goodbye.
grace anthony Aug 2017
This light at the end of the tunnel
I can't really see
Only seems to be getting
Further
And further away
When will I reach it
purpu Jul 2017
In manners and shapes of only beauty
dreaming of the monumental order of things
a massive strength hides subtle duty
stealing you far to other lands
as life and beauty have no borders
but complement in reminiscence
for pure and precious inner sense.
Josephine R Jul 2017
Far
Sitting under the cloudy night
She thought:
How did I get this far?
Thinking within her cloudy mind
She thought:
How further must I go?

The cars passed by
Buzzing beneath the street lights.
The bugs softly sung,
Singing their nightly lullaby.

All the while this young girl thinks
Under the starless sky,
Wishing the clouds to go by
So she could see and not dream
Of a farther light.
Tay Jul 2017
Some are born to their natural mothers
But oh not me
Some are adopted that is me
But the hardest thing is
When your birthmother gets married
And is ready to have a child
Thus want more to say when she has a child is force a smile
And say congrats what do you say
You keep that child but yet not me
You were young and foolish and
You went
Too far
But now suddenly reality turns harsh and the whole thing goes too far
That's the thing they will be my half sibling
Which is
Quite hard for
Whenever I visit them or see them after they are born
I will be reminded
That they were lucky keeping their mom
While my half sibling is smiling I will be crying
For in Grief And realization hits me
Now she's ready to have a child
She actually keeps
Every time I will see that new baby
It is like a knife embedded in me
Unlike me
Who was adopted
Treasure It
Sometimes I am proud of being adopted sometimes I want to curl up in a ball and cry
Maria Etre Jul 2017
I stood
on the stone
of sturdiness
only
to find myself
far away from
stability
and simply
balancing
Gabriel burnS Jul 2017
flying high
swooping fast
climbing
pulling gravity

seeking
lost among the clouds
(frantic)
you among the clouds
where exactly

approximately close
relatively distant
far beyond earshot
and visual

no wings
just me
no dreams
just you
all the way
everywhere

are you moving
looking
knowing if you stopped
you'd fall
and that
would be the end of us

I am keeping my momentum
incessantly in motion
feeling if I stopped
I'd drop
like a stone,
the impact, our extinction
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