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CE Uptain Sep 14
I can see the moment
My heart first saw you
It only took a second
To know that it was true

From that very moment
Love would join two hearts
Only in that moment
Life would join to parts

One part is yours and one is mine
The shortest distance between, a straight line
Straight to your heart, that’s all I can see
Loving in you, what I’m feeling in me

9/12/25
Love happens quick.
Cur

In later years, my writings tend to incorporate hope

I hint at it, allude to it, or even praise it outright

But I have so precious little of my own...and I wonder why

I thought of Pavlov:

If a dog is beaten every time it approaches people food

Eventually, after years of abuse

That dog will cringe whenever it sees a delicious morsel

To the point that the dog could be left alone with a steak

Without daring to sniff at it, likely afraid to even consider it

I realized, I am that dog

Beaten down by life, disappointment, tragedy, solitude

Driven to terror by the possibility—even the hint—of hope

I wonder if there are any therapists out there

Who accept payment in kibble...

© 09/13/2025 Jason R. Michie. All Rights Reserved.
J Bjork Sep 13
“Will I ever find my voice?”
The echoes bounce off buildings
collecting dust in a silent aftermath,
white noise is circulated through
indifference to what is defined
as treasure on my path

Searching from inside a trail of starlight
barely visible from lack of focus;
my wealth is discerned from
these quiet moments

So I must part ways with conversation,
and leave the skeptics
who glare their eyes
as if walking catastrophe is my niche,
the title of a book they read
page by page, words swirling in a mirage
about the never ending assumptions
of being careful, careless, or lost

A scripture of doubt is chiseled within:
"is this a vessel with any real destination?
Or has your meaning been defined
by a faulty lens,
spectacles that showcase nothing more
than a means to an end?
Or maybe you just have to stop caring
about who you might offend”
07/17
RT Naintial Sep 13
Dear,
Man of my day dream.
Please do not become man of my nightmare
as my love is not strong enough to go to a place where i had to claw my way out.
So forgive me my man.
The one i shared my fictional life with. If the signs and patterns show up i will leave through the door with the heaviest steps i've ever taken
sure my love for you will reside in my heart but i won't be there residing in a house with you.
This is a kind of prayer i plead sometimes.
Zelda Sep 13
She fell from
where possibilities linger beyond,
ruby and gold—

Weaving soldiers into tapestries,
heads low, fists clenched,
she whispers hope,
a symphony between the threads.

Bodies sink,
forgotten in the tide;

She gathers what remains,
a lantern for wandering souls
across the cosmic river.

Never knew such a lady, I did—
waltzing between realms, she did,
sparks trailing behind...

Yes, that is what
a lady does best—
shine.

Met her a few years ago—
Lady in Red.
Written February 2, 2024
Rewritten Septembre 11,2025
Published September 13, 2025
Magic Sep 13
Buried within the heart's depth
Lie memories of the one who left
My beloved left me alone
To stare at the sky on my own

It's been ages since I saw you there
In the world outside
Or my inside
I looked for you everywhere

Dreams seen, opinions shared
Memories created, plans made
Some relations are impermanent
Like the colours of an old film fade.

Where once existed a garden,
Autumn resides my heart
Pain disguised as memories
They tear me apart

Whenever I think about you,
I loose the track of time
I feel as gloomy a poem
Without any rhyme .

My eyes flow like the sea
As I search for you
I wish I could see
My beloved beside me.
AUSTIN Sep 13
high above
the the trees,
i accept this
new timeline

take some soil; earth,
cover your town,
plant the seeds and
bury back into the earth

let your tears be
the rain
that fertilizes your dreams
-a poem about hope
JAMIL HUSSAIN Sep 12
I am but dust in colourful silken dress,
Yet I was sent to heal, to touch and to bless.
Where words divide and swords increase —
Let fragrance speak the song of peace.

In gardens torn by human pride,
I bloom where peace and hope have died.
And if you breathe me, still and deep,
My scent shall wake what hate would keep.

So lay your weapons, hush your tongue —
The world is old, but love is young.
And through the quiet, let me be
A rose of peace for all to see.
A Rose of Peace 12/09/2025 © All Rights Reserved by Jamil Hussain
CE Uptain Sep 12
You throw your heart at the world
It throws it back like a girl
It comes up short as it hits the ground
You pick it up and can tell that it’s been around

One more time you throw it out again
One more time you hope you win
Just once more is all you need
It comes with pain, but you don’t have to bleed

Catch my heart as it is falling
Here me now as I am calling
I am one you will see
All in time I will set you free

Catch my heart, let me hold on tight
Hold me close make it feel so right
Don’t let me stand alone
Catch my heart, I’m throwing it home

04/09/19
From one of my collections. Batter up!!
RT Naintial Sep 12
I don't know.
I linger proficiently such as dandelion 's seeds worship the skies
and move through its airspace until it falls back into the soil.
Though the soil nourishes as a mother she,
the dandelion,
still misses the sky it once roamed
so it will send out its children far up high
and watch the cycle repeat again and again.
I've lived a thousand lives with people i cherished
but only left a part of me to few
so somedays when the weather gets colder
and sky get blue i think about the parts of me and i think about you
as to me humans,
animals,
things and Ai
do not differ as i humanise and empathise with everything and they all got a part of me.
Even you.
So as a dandelion i once again
Sprout my seeds to horizon
And flicker through environments again and again
Till i find home in every one of them
This poem is the one i was proud of for some time. It was written in a feeling on how every little piece of me is carried in every person i've met. They are so little and i can hardly notice but sometimes it shines through.
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