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UV Jan 2017
Sometimes I laugh at my own misery
My mind forever split in two
The God and the creation
One benevolent and indifferent
The other open to inflictions

When tragedy strikes
One always had the answers
And the other out of breath trying to catch up
But like always, history repeats itself
The creation questions God
Soon my mind's at war

The supposedly complainant part
Making a fuzz about finding this myth called love
For instinct dictates to find holes in the rules
Because how could God know something so human
So I embrace the doubt

Treading boldly into the unknown
With nothing muted
Emotions light my path and i no longer have my Shepard
You can imagine my surprise
When I realised it wasn't the road to what i thought would be my new home
Instead I found myself in the eye of the labyrinth

Lost and terrified
I no longer want to find my new home
I want to be told what to do again
So now I'm looking from afar
At the child weeping on its knees
In the middle of a cruel maze
And yes I'm laughing at its misery.
George Krokos Jan 2017
Caught in this twisted maze of God's creation
one can't very well see the light or destination
of what is supposed to be a stairway to heaven
that ends up being like the steps of the heathen
which are usually known to lead us all astray
that many people do ignorantly use each day.

We must be able to find a path that's new
and to realise it as something that is true.
Otherwise it'll become very dry and brittle
amounting to nothing more which is little
that is seen or known to be just worthless
like anything without a seed is fruitless.

How could we all be left here like this
to moan that we're now lost and amiss?
as compared to that which we once were
and what we could all be again to confer.
But we haven't all gone astray as it seems
for there are those who've realised dreams.

They're the ones who've come and gone before
to that place on the horizon and opened a door
in that sanctified land or realm of possibility
where just about everything is possible to see.
One needs only to have faith and also believe
avoiding those things that are here to deceive.
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Written in 2016.
V Nov 2016
Life is confusing, like a maze.

Everyone tries to find the right way.

One wrong step could ruin it all.

One mistake and you could fall.

It's easy to get lost when you don't know

Where to end up and where to go.

Are you walking the right way?

It's hard to know and hard to say.

Make the right choices at the right time.

Avoid the wrong path and you'll be fine.

Once you're lost it can be hard

To find your way back to the start.

Follow your heart and ignore the lies.

Don't get lost in the maze of life.
Mazen Edlibi Oct 2016
Without a further notice! She sneaks he way out into my tired Heart!
Without anymore will left for me! She hypnotized my guards and centered in the middle of my old Castle!
All my belongings became her! I became an alien in the center of my own soul!
I feel the urge to ask my Heart....What do you want?
What you will gain in letting her in?
Where do you want to end up with those emotions?
How do you imagine the chapter will be closed?

There is Urge!

The urge to run to nowhere and have that unseen peace!

That is the Urge!

Am I willing to leave The Maze!!!  Although my name is Mazen!!

Or....

Should I change my name?  Or.... my Heart?
N Oct 2016
Tears running down my face
wished I could escape this maze
Trapped in this cruel world
can't even say word

My knees are trembling
Pain is all i'm feeling
Lost and confused
not even amused

It feels like i'm living
but also inside, i'm dying
*Trapped in this maze,
     and can't escape
Crimsyy Oct 2016
The corners of my mind
are filled with new life,
Where gunfire and silence intertwine
and happiness crawls on a knife.

Please, please
take a step inside,
witness the frozen breeze
of the monsters I've mummified.

You will find no easy path,
my mind is a complicated maze,
either peace or utter wrath
mixed with a hurricane to glaze
me as I bathe in the ash
of my self doubt blaze.


Title is French...have fun figuring it out
muahahaha.. thankyou to Kitty Ting -
**Our conversation inspired this poem.
Ron Oct 2016
Life is a labyrinth
And we are all wandering
Searching for ourselves
Jack Jenkins Jul 2016
Transcendent
Like a phoenix
Up from fire
Heat
Blistering skin
Of all who are
Underneath
In caves
They will hide
And scratch out
Meager living
Dripping
Forming up
Water runs
Through earth
Stalagmites
Stalactites
Pillars
Fallen down
Asleep evermore
Giraluna Gil May 2016
My life moves like a bullet train and
I cannot anchor my heart and thoughts at your station.
Not anymore.
You no longer provide comfort, love, patience and care;
my basic needs.
I will be okay because all railways lead to something
and something is better than nothing.
I suppose my fingers should no longer outline the love and hate I hold for you.
And I suppose I have to stop writing about you now, or forever, stay stuck in this maze without you "
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