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Sujan Jun 2020
As memories become,
Ruins of the past,
Remnants of history,
Hazy and distant

See, how time flies
Mike Jun 2020
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes...

A hazy memory with a clear idea

Memory was it?

or an imagination...

I see a cloud adrift above me

Then I realized it was both

Enough to keep it real

Enough to imagine

But I'd like to keep it real

As long as I imagine

A reality all about us.
You know sometimes I don't know if I make sense with what I write but I always think of the person I really like, and this really influences my writing.
Samara May 2020
the church bell tolls
one, two, three times for my soul
God will never take away
my reason to pray

sighing between sips of cyanide
by the sea side
my pace a little slower
my eyes a little lower
it's all quite hazy
living in a day dream
Marissa May 2020
She’s blinded by a hazy state of mind
While
The call of an iridescent siren
Throbs in her ear.
The question of
What
Is
Time
Molds her soul.
It is a template on which
Other phenomena pile upon,
Continuously building
A tower of forgotten reflections
In anticipation of a collapse.
Emi Mar 2020
Hazardous thoughts begin to ponder,
And sure do they weep inside their heads,
Zealous emotions replaying over and over,
Young disciples of imagination led.

Mystic tangents burrow so blue,
Instinctually portraying so fondly,
Kinder; the masked crew.
Eerily familiar; paying their dues.
Bhill Feb 2020
Get it handled she said as I crawled out bed
And she was trying to be nice I'm sure
I forgot to remove the goo and the glue
And nails I left in the shed

What does it mean cause I forgot to clean
The barn where the animals live
The storm came around with a wild howling sound
And messed up the whole gall **** scene

The crops got blown around all through the town
Just like the storms in the past
Neighbors were in a hurry and it was a big scurry
To keep all of their stuff nailed down

Well this poem went crazy cause my brains a bit hazy
And words just seem to pop in
It makes a little sense but I'm not very tense
So I'll end it here you will see...

Brian Hill - 2020 # 59
Serious brain storm this morning...!
Grace Haak Jan 2020
you confuse me.
but that's probably
because my mind
is clouded with
uncertainty
and sprinkled with
champagne stars.
i've been walking
in a fog of feelings
and pushing them
further and further away
with every glass i pour.
it's not fair
to ask someone steady
to walk with someone
so unbalanced
so not ready.
but you like that my
soul is filled with glitter
and i tell myself
that's gotta count for something.
Eloisa Dec 2019
And she painted the sky with her poetry
Calm but misty
Still dark and heavy
Logan Paul Oct 2019
Hazy forest
A huge, solid snake slithers
betrayed by the grass
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