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Cynthia Montano Feb 2019
The reality of life is not everything is going to go the way you planned or expected it to go. Not everything is going to be perfect because there will be moments of complete disappointment, and now you feel like your life has flipped upside down because you had these expectations and plans that didn't happen. When in reality you're supposed to let things happen as you go on about your day each and everyday because you have to grow, learn, and experience everything. Everyone struggles to understand that there's no need to rush through anything in life and you should always put your happiness first before everyone/everything else.
Mohannie Feb 2019

Fitting in has never been my strong suit

For years and years it's been a task
To find core friend and put on a mask

But I've noticed as time continues to sweep by
That maybe it just won't work, no matter how hard I try

This used to upset me, and yes, it still bites
Desperately, I ended up changing myself through fights

I changed and changed until I was no longer me
I locked myself away and would not let free

As time passed along
I kept singing this treacherous song

But soon, I felt tired of who I was
I saw my reflection, and didn't recognize myself. I paused.

A person who stared back at me was someone of lies
Someone who only held sadness in her eyes

This was not me and this was not right
It was time to end this weary fight

As the years go on
I learn to love someone who once was gone

I met new people who loved me as me
And they taught me that this is who I should always be

A person who once was lost and alone
Has learned that she never has to change her own.

A much longer poem than usual but this one is one of my favorites. Please read! I hope you enjoy.
Angie Rai Feb 2019
The 'D' printed,
with the harsh corners of the-
Ariel in which I lay
dead,
on it's scar-branding curve.
I failed.
I should've revised better.
Alex Zhang Feb 2019
To be, or not to be. That is a decision.
To learn, or not to learn. That is a lesson.
To see, or not to see. That is a mission.
To love, or not to love. That is obvious.
To live, or not to live. That is an option.
Who am I? Now THAT is the question.
uv Feb 2019
As a mom..
you always need to be prepared
As a mom ..
you need to make sure your expressions are well read.
As a mom ..
you need your baby well fed.
As a mom..
lack of tissues is a subject of dread.
As a mom..
less is always more said.
Motherhood is a form of poetry
U learn and u teach
And you enjoy everything in your reach.
Anna Feb 2019
I can't lose you.
        You mean too much to me.
                   But the tighter I hold on.
        The more my hands begin to burn.

I love you.
I want you.

        But maybe, I need to learn to let go.
                  I don't want to, but as I look down at my raw, red hands.
                  I realize that the tighter I cling.
                  The more damage I cause.
I won't lose you.

But maybe,
you will lose me.
A loyal person knows how hard it is to say goodbye. They want to believe that any relationship can last, that even the people who hurt us the most can change. Unfortunately a lesson that those people ( myself included) need to learn; is that sometimes we cant save everyone.
gabrielle Feb 2019
30
you wrecked me
i learnt
and i loved
Clay Face Feb 2019
My leg hurts

The jaws of this inhumane trap engulf my lower shin

I have the tool to disarm it and free myself

But I muttle in my adolescent egocentric pain

Caught within monotonous routine and self interest I rot like my peers

I've sunk to a level of self loathing, that I enjoy pulling myself down

I

Am

Disgusting.

I

Need

Help.

I cry for things I can give myself but alas I withhold it to feel sorry for myself

Me and my fellow youth

Equally as useful, equally as useless

Although I am free of the crowd I am still blinded by my adolescence

Purpose

Interest

Intellect

Great-fullness

Peacefulness

Gen­erosity

Love

PURPOSE

all I've know is I am here to be a vessel for knowledge and indoctrination

I am here to have an opinion I voice, but does not matter.

I do not matter.

This function is welded to me

However...

The voice of destiny reasons with me again and I hear:

Seek what's within

Garrot it.

Place yourself into the walls of meaning and the murals upon't

Serve others in selflessness. Share with others in selflessness. Learn from others in selflessness. Teach others in selflessness.

Your a pawn in the samsara. Do your duty within its game.

Gain higher consciousness so you can share the path to it. Become a giver, not a taker.

Interest

Intellect

Great-fullness

Peacefulness

Genero­sity

Love

Six lessons left, define yourself within them. Or perish within your self indulgent pitiful hole.
Got a Tool lyric in there for those who like Tool

Anyway...

This is the firt lesson of my ascension

After more than some self reflection I thought I was ready to post a kind of collection of what I've found so far. Obviously I haven't reached ascension yet. So it's kind of unfit to call this collection ascension. It's more of some lessons I've learned in self reflection and my path to ascension I want to pursue throughout my life. Hope you take something away from this or be influence to write poetry yourself. Maybe do some of your own self reflection I don't know. Thanks for reading if you got this far. Sorry I am a quite person IRL so everything I vent here is pretty long.
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2019
Miss how happy we used to be
Permanent smiles we bore
Back then basked in momentary bliss
Not bothering to worry what lay in store

Lived day-to-day simple and carefree
Fueled by passion exploding in every kiss
In your arms discovered deeper meaning
Fell hard despite obvious risk

Thought I knew what love was before
Showed me I had no clue
One touch transformed all I saw and felt
Inserted into my world little pieces of you

Relentless pigments emerged into view
Gone were the shades of blue, black, and grey
You gave a wide spectrum of magnificent colors
Just so you could tear them all away

Would hold you til I had to leave
I would go to work, you'd go to sleep
Avoiding looking at the clock
Silent in seconds we felt creep

On a thin thread of comfort I swung
Oblivious to the inevitable snap
This fragile heart too optimistic
To believe we would ever break in half

I would come to learn though
Through ten thousand shattered dreams
You were hiding things all along
Happiness is never as happy as it seems
Maybe I remember it as better than it was because it fuels the hope it will be that way again.. but maybe we were actually that happy and in love. Maybe we could still be.
Poetic T Feb 2019
Ignorance is blissful
      to those who see nothing.

But pick not the seed,
         but chop down the tree,

to feed there creation of
       Starving gratatude.
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