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Ken Mears Nov 2019
Some days,

Things go your way

Some days,

Others, you want to cry all day.


When the worst days come

And trust me, they will,

Just start to hum,

And keep going over that hill.


When it feels like the world,

Is tumbling down,

Deep into the underworld,

And you think you may drown.


Hold your head up high,

And just push on,

Keep your face to the sky,

And focus thereon.


When everything around,

Feels like it's ablaze,

While you are fear-bound,

Trapped in a maze.


Think back to the best days,

When you saw the future bright,

For that future is always,

Just within your sight.
Philomena Nov 2019
I am but a rat in a maze
Round and round I go
Through corners and dead ends
Trying to find my way back to you
And it's not easy
But it's worth it
I just hope you'll be waiting with open arms
When I arrive
If I arrive
hazem al jaber Oct 2019
Love's maze ...

lover in a maze ...

my maze ...
you are ..
there were ...
still running ...
through lot of ways ...
a lot of roads ...
running with no despair ...
with a main hope only ...
with insistence in my heart ...
will keep ...
running after you ...
even if ...
i lost all energy ...
i will creep ...
all maze's roads  ...
until i find you  ...
with no hopeless ...
will keep on your love ...
yes i will ...
no matter how long i wait ...
no matter how long run ...
into you maze ...
will keep running ...
will wait and wait ...
until you feel me ...
until you know well...
how much i love you ...

yes my sweetheart ...
will be there ...
will never get out ...
from into you maze ...
will keep ...
running ...
and running ...
with no stop ...
till i get lost ...
to stay forever ...
into your heart's maze ...
to renew a new love ...
with every day ...
and to keep writing ...
my love on you ...

so please sweetheart ...
open for me ...
your maze ...

hazem al ...
EmB Sep 2019
How many times do I have to say that I’m not okay
before you start listening with your heart instead of your mouth?
Your heart, once warm to the touch, protected by briars
and a sphinx, though I thought them unreal.
I’ve tried to solve the riddle, to think it through, to answer right,
but your heart remains closed off to me and I sit through the night,
wondering how we got here, to this point of isolation.
Your mind is closed, heart unreachable, words sparse,
and yet I think to break down these walls, climb them,
push through them until I’ve found you in the
center of it all.
Michael A Duff Sep 2019
in the maze of your soul I discovered the center was a beautiful garden, wild, unrulely and begging to bloom in the light of another. I have fallen in love with it and am happily lost there for eternity.
co'brien Sep 2019
That all hath fall'n away impure;
That all we thought is now unsure—
This is the final cause of it,
That which we know has gone to ****—
Yet here we stay, throughout the days,
Staring into a foggy maze.
Zywa Sep 2019
I know the taste of rain
and how bitter herbs cut
in my tongue – everything edible
tasted and destructively processed
into a garden of memories

with paths of love to beds
of friendship and borders of vice
stakes of anger, ponds of sadness
and a smelly compost heap
of failures and wilted ideals

it sounds more orderly than the maze
it is, the web in which I got lost
of which the threads have become thin
and matte, breaking easily
in the merciless sun

that has evaporated
the glittering drops of dew
of the sky-blue illusions from my youth
and everyone calls it wisdom
that comes with age

to detach people
from their desires and last
physical discomforts
but I discovered
it's a secret
Collection “Webgarden”
ashw Jul 2013
I once was on an endless journey
Of turning left and right,
There was bramble all around me, only
Nothing not alike.

Though none were up above me
I could not see the sky,
All except my inner strength,
I had been left alone to die.

Deserted by the moon and stars,
I was even without light,
But desperate to be free again,
I braved the endless night.

Time escaped me, also
I traveled a day, a week, a year,
But my body never weakened,
Nor hunger did I fear.

Even if I neared the end
I had no way to be sure,
So, I promised myself it was close ahead,
Just one more set of turns.

But the exit never greeted me
And disappointment, it grew strong
I had broken so many promises,
My credibility was gone.

I could no longer reassure my mind,
So I faced the truth instead,
I prepared myself for eternity –
And an endless path ahead.
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