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Danielle Mar 2018
Perhaps, sometimes,
I wonder at your indecision.
A little bright leaf.
Refusing to touch the ground.
But there’s very little wrong with the ground.
And in touching it,
Something astounding might begin to flower.
Written about a friend who was almost a whirlwind incarnate lol, always doing something.
Francie Lynch Mar 2018
Let it go like a red balloon
Released to celebrate;
Follow 'til it dissipates
Into the vacant blue.

Unhand the kite string,
The struggle with elements subsides.
Let it go as if it died.

You know you tried,
Some things broken aren't worth fixing;
Admit to yourself you don't like it,
That one day never comes.
Do not expect a certain result,
Life happens as it was meant to unfold.
Just let it go, like gossip, like fear;
Dependency is detrimental.

Tear down the museum of victim mentality.
Stop comparing,
Stop people pleasing.
Let it go.
At last,
Abashed at the rash decisions of my heart,

The crash amassed the crass dealings of my past,
Fast,
The class to mask the blast,

Hide.

~Robert van Lingen
as there's
a potato
in her
frock that
she cried
shank a
pleasantry that
persisted when
she'd only
garner a
twist that
hers now
exist in
this open
context albeit
that seeds
her trust
101
on the way home from home i saw
a cat
trapped
on the island between the two stretches of road
trapped
frantically looking at the cars charging by
trapped
wondering what was less dangerous to do

stay and wait and starve and die
go and swerve and crash and die
stay and die
go and die
death waits for him more patient than a saint

fur whipped by the wind
eyes wide and black as the approaching night
fear pressing in through the window as i passed

i could have helped him
i could have saved him
i could have loved him
inaction killed him
James LR Dec 2017
The heart and mind can not be locked away.
Prisoners are eventually set free
and so they wait for the day they will be
But mind and heart have never known delay.
They do not rest until our final sleep
And neither of them on one subject stay
But flit about with every whim each day
Once the path of one is taken, we reap
The scorn of the second, until we tire
Of paths which we had chosen. In faith, leap
To reach green grass along a brighter creek.
Then see that we have lost all we sired
The young are dragged along by heart's desire
without the skill to tame passion's fire
Sonnet #6
Lizzie Nov 2017
Did you know I want to be
The girl of your dreams
I know that you love me
So much, specially

Knowing you will never harm
I feel so safe in your arms
Boundaries, you respect
You are almost perfect

But something isn’t right
I cry every night
It’s so weird cause I
Wanna be in your life

When I searched and sought
It was you I fin’ly caught
But what I do or what I ought?
I don’t know my own thoughts

Running without my soul,
My emotions have no control
I never know what I need
What is good or what is free

Seeing love has been risen
Feeding sins of indecision
Striking heart without precision
I’m living life in a prison

I keep up a face so kind
But if you look, you’ll find
I can’t make up my mind
To stay or leave you behind

So I stay and hide this crutch
Which I wanna tell so much
But can’t test my **** luck
Cause this **** is so ****** up

Maybe I need to persevere
And wait till we’ve met for real
Perhaps my heart, you’ll steal
And I’ll know just how to feel.
Autumn Shayse Nov 2017
I don't mean to sound ungrateful,
I know what I have;
i know how it feels to be in love,
I know how it feels to be settled.

Better than that,
I am accepted as I am,
and at face value,
I have my charms.

What is troubling me,
is the ceaseless confliction,
I am indecisive.

Yes I have found love and
I am content?

Yes, I know that he is ideal.
But my inebriated, fickle soul wants
exactly the opposite.

I get a rush,
blood surges to the surface,
vibrating throughout,
when I brush past boys I don't love,
boys that I don't need;
I feel like myself again.

I don't mean to sound ungrateful,
I know what I have.
He is wonderful, he is whole -
he accepts me for who I am;
it's just a shame that I do not.
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