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Richard Grahn Sep 2017
A blank page tries to stare me down.
Devoid of words, the empty space
Surrounds my mind and
Fills it up with little thoughts.

Forget-me-nots, that’s what they are.
Just IOUs awaiting payment.
A keen arrangement with the empty sheet.
How sweet it is and very neat.

A thought takes shape, the space is bare.
But ink conveys a tender kiss.
Sprawling there my words resist
The emptiness I cannot bear.

That lonely space is now set free.
The story flows and grows…
Into a mighty tree where
Thoughts to be are simply leaves.

I climb that tree so all can see
And leave behind a memory.
Across the page, no longer bare,
I stare into infinity.
Back to writing about writing.
Jake Griffith Sep 2017
A crying infant,
hushed by the soft,
murderous hands
of an angel
doing nothing
more than abiding by
the laws of State.
A State
that will soon
put out
an amber alert
for a would-be child
that will never be found.

A grieving woman
in an era of
naivete and lies
cannot be suspect
of a crime
that defies that of which
she is, a mother
to a missing child.
But prints are fact
and thoughts are not,
so..
the inevitable will occur:
a vacant cell
will soon find
company, and a body
will also soon
become vacant,
like the womb
that shed
the life it once bore.

"I ******* hate you",
and its of no surprise.
One finding
comfort in those
who are seeking
comfort. Lost
and developing
presence in
a crowd that
acknowledges
the "new".

A child losing themselves
in the haze of
an aloof run, towards
a blinding light which
will only cause
them to stray
from the path they
were once on.
An action
that will inevitably go
unnoticed
due to ignorance
caused by the
excitement of
happiness.

A mother in a daze
of content
smothered her child
with love,
involuntary manslaughter.

One can never be too cautious when committing a crime of passion, but, on the other hand, one can never be cautious when it comes to passion.
Romance and Tragedy: Conflicting ideologies collapsing infinitely, in a state only curable by the latter. Realities stitched together with life and lives.
The condition of love.
Acina Joy Sep 2017
We sing in silence; a beat with no end
With the clock turning, waving its hands
Refraining from paying us attention
Acting as if our problems didn't exist

Each second bore thoughts
Each second was an infinity
Of all the good things and bad things in life
Following a small chain,
Linking itself into seamless events
In a cycle of a second, in every millisecond

Everything in the world is happening
At this moment of nothingness, and it's insane
Because everything and nothing is happening at the same time
And you're now nothing, yet you're still destroying
Every single thing about me.
"I feel infinite."--Charlie, The Perks of being a Wallflower.
sophia sacal Sep 2017
In between nights
And in between days—
We stand together
Surrounded by timeless space,
The universe's infinity pulling us into each other.
Our mouths crash together with the force of meteorites,
Our bodies burn with the heat of a thousand suns
And our gazes become pools made from galaxies.
Angharad Aug 2017
Stepping through into darkness
Street lights drowned out by solid silhouettes of trees
Distant stars brought closer
In awe of the dramatic beauty of the vast night sky
Feet still
Face upwards
Eyes drinking in the fullness of space
Blue light traces as shooting stars race
Vision made aware of bursts of incredible meteors
Moving through my universe
I would stay and drown for hours in the deep ocean of the stars
Glad to feel so small against something with no edge
Limitless mysterious infinity
The Perseids Meteor shower. Nature's theatre
Christine Aug 2017
Our hearts as one are so bright
I have forgotten what the dark is.
I've found sanity in our eternity
and solace within the depths of our minds.
In our infinity
I feel alive
for the
first time
The adventure pumping through my deep
blue veins.
It lifts me out of this world
And I confess
I love you more with
each
passing
day.
withloveblank Aug 2017
You once asked me that question
and all I could answer was, "I just love you."
My answer to your question might seem so simple,
but believe me when I say it's more complex than that.

My love for you is too vast,
there's no amount that can measure it.
It is by itself indescribable,
no words can do it justice.

I would say that you're my whole universe,
but to me you're more than just an immense number of galaxies.
I would say that I love you to infinity,
but I know that I love you more than what's beyond the infinite.
I would say that I could love you for eternity,
but to me even eternity seems like a short period of time.
I could write this for as long as I want,
but I know that this won't even be enough to explain my love.

So dear, if you ever ask me again of how much I love you,
know that my answer would still stay the same.
Within those four words my love remains indefinable.
Within those four words my love remains immeasurable.

"I just love you" and that is all I can say.
My Love, I just love you.
Paul Butters Aug 2017
Step outside of space and time
Then look back In
And you will see that everyone you know
Is both alive and dead
At once.
For all has happened
Happens
And continues to happen.

The very universe is both alive and dead,
Winking in and out of existence
Like a sub-atomic particle.
Big Bangs
Big Cools
Perhaps a constant re-Creation
Endlessly repeating.

Maybe indeed we’ve lived our lives
Are living our lives
An infinite number of times
Each time slightly different
As we learn and learn
Time after time
Relentlessly
Into Eternity –
An endless cycle.

Paul Butters
I woke up early today and by 5.55 AM I had written this.
Pooja Shah Aug 2017
Hope is a door, a window or
a tiniest space, a thinnest line
between being and vaning
into obscurity.

Hope is a victory, a triumph or
a feeling of it, over not just  fear
but over the depth and darkness that
shrouds courage.

Hope is a word, a small word
in a huge world, an infinite world.
But he who has hope
rules infinity.
I just found hope and I hope that you find hope as well :)
Krad Le Strange Aug 2017
The immense coldness of the night is seething through my very core
Voice shudder, wine bottles on the floor
Once again, I’m iced with this misery
But I remember you’re here, I know I’ll be happy.

To “hold infinity in the palm of your hands”
I now understood where William Blake stands
That’s what I’ve perceived the moment we walked hand in hand

Stop all the clocks as Auden said
When I’m with you, who cares when the world would end
Your smile suggests what beauty our future will be
Your eyes gleam the promise of eternity

You’re giving me light beyond these shadows
Your love is a drug I’ll take at any dose
Believe me when I say you are everything to me
‘cause with you is where I can grasp infinity and eternity.
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