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Mystic Ink Plus Apr 2019
When logic and reality intertwine
Should one need to close the senses?
Or, let one feature the time in rhyme?

What should one do?
Genre: Experimental
Theme: Being the observant || How to be writer || Then it happened || Who may not have wrote something in any point in time?
Tony Tweedy Mar 2019
By cold logic you arrive,
not through panic nor insanity,
for they are something separate.

You recall those who witnessed,
through blinded eye the beginnings.
Those seemingly oblivious of your falling to this place,
and who could offer no sanctuary or escape.

In your mind the inaction testifies, of a value you no longer hold.
Not just in your place of open eyed awareness,
But also in their world of illusion,
where you no longer belong.

There are two pathways ahead.
But only one will each choose according to their need.
Emotional pain made into the physical
Or the ending of pain both felt and caused, both past and future.

At the beginning and in the intermediate,
the times when cries for help prevailed.
Not consciously shouted but through changes,
altered interaction with the world as it once was.

To those who bore witness to beginning and middle,
at this stage comes the "why?".
"I saw it"...."Why did I not see this outcome?".... "I knew",???

To those who have not been here,
There seems to be no logic,
They cannot see from where they stand the simple rationale.
So contrary and beyond sight
that only the tag of insanity gives explanation.

At the beginners guide just so the numbers who sought to read.
At the intermediate a lesser number could give an interest.
The despair of others an unwanted knowledge and the readings so reflect a reality best kept unvoiced... too disturbing to the ear.
And fewer now here... dear reader... eyes uneducated still asking why.... you few are too late to understanding and by now despair has been defeated.
There are words I would have used but the site censors them for those who are not members.
The sad truth is that only those here through three "guides" will make any sense of my writings.
SeaChel Mar 2019
Head to heart
is as
trainer to animal.
I've always been able to tame
the wild creature in my chest
with logic and reason.
Although,
when it comes to you,
the ***** is a feral beast.
Just one glance
and my heart pumps so viciously,
that it escapes the bone cage
made up of my lungs
and runs free;
wild and untamable.
Atticus Feb 2019
I still text you , I know it's irrational
But when it comes to you , I forget all logic
Recently  Spoke about you,  I tried my best to be like you
I try to remember the good times  when you were a whole woman
Even in your weakest  days you were still an unwavering pillar
The  IV lines and the tiny black bag that contained the chemicals that appeared  to harm you
The first time  I lost my voice  you told me not to worry  , that even in the darkest times I would find it again
Even now I still remember  the words you would say to me
When they told me you passed away , I hid under neath the covers of my mother's bed alongside my sister and we held each other
It didn't sink in that you were gone until I attended the funeral
My heart sang for you as the champagne pink, wooden box was being lifted into the black car that had sealed your fate
The man with big hands and an even bigger heart remains
I want a love like you had
Someday...
Hilla254 Feb 2019
On a elevated state of mind
Wild thoughts go berserk
Ignorance and arrogance
That's on both ends
Can't bring me down
Not chained to reality
Drugged between mortality and morality
Feels like i got engaged to infinity
Feels i will never sleep
Like i will hibernate to nirvana
Switch mental states at will
Destiny locked away
On the Pandora's box
Non hesitant to peek inside
If better accentuate 'hueman's
To the next level of logical perception
Just revere in awe, No Questions
Emotions overcome logic at a pace of light,
Just loud thoughts
Eric Jan 2019
Exhaustion can be in many different parts of you . Mental , physical, even spiritual exhaustion. Stress in these areas can cause soul exhaustion which in turn becomes depression .
His eyes
Held truth with no logic,
Piercing authenticity
That whipped my spirit
Into whirlwinds.
How could one
Be so bold,
How could he
Know my mysteries?
I will spend my life
Unraveling the secrets
Of his vulnerable heart.
Ashari Ty Jan 2019
Love falls from trees
But hey i aint newton
If it falls i'll try catchin
No logic needed for u
Ouch u hit my head
But my heart u missed, yes
Now my brain is ded
No logic needed for u
I can't sleep
Shadow Dragon Dec 2018
My head
just above water.
All alone
in an open ocean.

My thoughts
just acceptable by logic.
All alone
in an empty world.
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