Xaviera Allan Nov 14

No sleep in restful falls of damp hair
Scrambled noises from beneath
The automated animal groans
Emerging from the city streets
Colorized with the palette by
Modernist lords of cobalt hues
Contemporary tunes
From the woman next door
The high risen wind floats in
That chilling and ominous breeze
A skyscraper window left open
Horrified shrieks from below.

Defenestration.
Odious Wench Oct 16

The time is now
If I know how
To leap with all my might

Openly trust
Myself I must
Life's acolyte

Standing Steady
At the ready
To let go of this ground

Leaning in
Trust the wind
Absence of all sound

Eyes close tight
Fear I might
Plummet to my demise

Hold my breath
Brace for death
The Illusion does belie

Backward Rules
Make us fools
The answer's in the trick

Decend to rise
Counterclockwise
A new bailiwick

Kee May 19

my feet are pounding the ground
but it feels like im flying
my heart is beating like drums
but i can't feel it at all
all i know is that im a few steps away from freedom
can my feet take me there?
maybe i can leap to it
i can't fail
i need this
i need to be free
i want my own air in my lungs
no, not want
need
i need
i need to be free

in economics class
mr. gardner is talking too much

I love him, but I don’t know if I can stay with him forever.
He is kind. He is smart. He is in someone’s eyes “the best you will ever get.”
But still, I feel I need someone else.
Someone who is deep. Someone who is my ideal. Someone who I can’t get bored with.

I love him, but I don’t know if I can stay with him forever.
He is loving. He is strong. He is an amazing partner.
But still, I feel in my heart that I need someone else.
Someone who is stronger. Someone who will protect me. Someone who will never tarnish in my eyes.

I love him, but is this what I really want for myself?
He loves me.
But still, I someone else could offer me another high.
This someone could be the one, I mean really the one.

Do I take the leap? The leap that will leave me in a bare dry dessert composed of lust filled,
decomposed rocks of what used to be? Is it right for me?
And if so, who is he?
Does his breath continue to whisper sweet nothings into my nostrils? Does feeling his embrace take me to the ledge that I would be willing to jump off of for him? Can he be the one who I can wake up to, armpit stench and all. Raspy good mornings, and I need coffees? Or will I fall asleep with him too?

Ryan Hoysan Dec 2016

According to the laws of physics time travel is technically possible, but would require an immense amount of energy to accomplish.
Though I could never hope to muster that much energy I place myself in the past with you
Thinking that if I had changed this or done that one thing differently that you would still be here today with me.
Surely I could have changed the way things worked out

Or maybe not.

Maybe what happened was going to happen would still happen
Just maybe at a different time
And at a different place
But with the same end result.

The title is a play on the words "Quantum Leap" and "Inductive Leap". Any comments are appreciated :).

Suddenly I laugh ,suddenly i shout and Suddenly I weep
They consider lunatic ,say you  sowed the crop now reap
I am just fit apparently unless you dig my heart so deep
Distance from me to you seems just a pace and just a leap

Is this love then don't ask me to explain love's real nature
It is above me and above us all in its entirety and stature
What  love is what  is after at times pain at times pleasure
Please don't ask me about him who is real hidden treasure

Kiss is not a suture to the bruises which are open to just see
Love is a wonderful experience what circumstances could be
For celebration of love needed no valid justification or plea
It can not take its real shape unless soul uncovers to be free

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow

S O P H I E Nov 2016

i am a mess
i must confess
but you?
you're no less

you keep your lies
but i can see truth
behind your eyes

always wonder
not to deep
never knowing
when to leap

redo i guess

the end is near (T.E.I.N)
Shivani Lalan Sep 2016

We've been this way for a very long time, we've been together for more time than you can imagine. Little weary chains link our minds, looping in and out and up and down. We're this tangled mess of synced thoughts and synced dreams, and sinking syllables. 

Every sigh that you let slip from your tired lips is an indication of my exhaustion, because you and I, we lie in comfortable tessellation.

You and I, we've been through magical realism, and the romantics, and the surrealists, the grammar nazis and the pretenders.

You and I, we've etched each other in shifting sands, in clumsy waves.

You and I, we know each other's movements across a blank sheet of paper.

You waltz onto empty pages with constellations for punctuation. Screens may read verbose sacrifices to the patron saint of inspiration, but you, you don't stop or pause to check for abbreviation.

You take half hearted syllables and turn them into poetic nations, you build monuments to love but you neglect infatuation.

You try to touch every single figment of my overactive imagination but then you shuffle away so as not to cause complete annihilation.

You speak lucid languages in times of complete inebriation and you continue this slurred speech against all drunk invitations.

You try to write me down in moments of utter desperation but the grip of your words falter as I run to my wild desolation. 

You and I, we've run across clouds, left our footprints in the wake of comets.

You and I, we've sailed all the seas of consciousness, those that can be fathomed, and otherwise.

Slowly, your step exceeded mine, and your stride was longer, so I struggled to keep time. Slowly, I felt our tangles unwind. Slowly, our roots straightened out in a single line and you crossed it.
You crossed it.

Un Saut dans le vide, a leap into the dark, and you were up, up and away. I wanted to trap you in cunning similes, but you were running as fast as the wind.

Little weary chains that linked our minds now struggle at the seams, tiny links begin to
unlink,
unlink,
unlink.

one
by
one
by
one.

Performed this at Blind poetry edition three and messed up royally.
Thanks prach and aru, y'all are damn nice.
@aru thanks for this.
Crimsyy Sep 2016

In the dark,
I start to dwell
on possible remedies
as I soak
this permanent ache
in melodies,
with my head resting
in a "safe" place,
on a pillow case.

I cry,
and I try to heal your pain
only to be pushed away,
and I try to say that
I am here, I'll be here
only to not be believed,
but at every call,
at every "I need you,"
I leap as if electricity
has been shot in my veins,
this you do not know;
I wish I never cared again.

- Crimsyy♡


Cries an ocean

Anna Li Sep 2016

The world is a strange place
I heard my self whisper
As I stared outside the window
and saw the roses start to wither

I know change is inevitable
Sometimes life is fast paced
But then why do I feel terrible
As if all good memories will be erased?

Two roads are right in front of me
Now I wonder which way to go
Whichever I choose I’m scared I’ll forget
And fear I’ll drown with sorrow

This is a phase I need to go through
I know it’ll make me strong
I just need to get over myself
And stop thinking my decision is wrong

Anna Li © May 2015
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