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mars Jan 17
Grow sunflower, grow!
Grow outside my window and stretch your leaves like wings!
So I can see them when I sleep!
Break this weak glass
and the cheap screen holding the house together
walk through the threshold into my room
and rest your petals on my windowsill
wait with me as the cold passes
although sometimes we feel like it never will.
we do not realize
  how much something means to us
until we lose it.
Anya Dec 2018
There's crumbs, all over my computer, all over my pants, all over
Entropy, the natural state is it?
Humans attempting to force the unnatural?
The little graham ******* crumbs,
nothing keeping them together
But still, each individual crumb upon my lap houses millions of billions of trillions of
Individual pieces, that house
And so on               and                  So forth
Till you get to atoms
And eventually,

But, is it worth,
Looking, thinking, so infinitesimally small
We've got bigger matters on our plate?
Things so large, red, and shiny, that they take up all the space
Except the little cracks that we miss,
Or don't care about altogether

Because we've got bigger fish to fry

But then,
If we always keep chasing the dragon,
Won't we miss the shooting star lighting up the sky for just a moment?
As I was writing this I found multiple surprisings interpretations. That's why I gave it that title, it's filled with meaning yet a random mess at the same time.
A Dec 2018
You used to trace infinity signs
Looped patterns traced on scarred skin
and useless breathes
Small signs of tranquility
When my thoughts were nothing but a rough sea
I trace infinity signs
Since those small hand movements
Became the difference between
Coming down
Crashing down
In its own way
Those infinity signs
Held some sort of forever
Maybe not between you and i
But rather
In the promise of being okay
vbdulrhman Dec 2018
is good
for those who looking
for meanings
death is so good
for those who got
the meaning of
Daydreaming Nov 2018
You aren’t supposed to be here, inside my head
crawling unknowingly without permission,
how dare you mister?
Even my subconscious painted you, inside of it
go away!
Did i accidentally nailed your presence there?
this doesn't make sense but it does to me
Payton Patterson Jul 2018
Don't listen
To my words
Pay Attention
To the spaces
Between them.
They contain
The galaxy,
And the stars among it
Spell out what I really mean.

Anya Jul 2018
I can easily play
With words
With meanings
Twist them around
Sometimes gaining gold
Other times, dirt
But one to me
May be the other to others
Death Horizon Jul 2018
Lost is just a vage word to describe
Were we are right now
Cause being lost is not being able to find
Something you know it´s good for you
But where´s that for myself?

Where do I find what´s good for me when I cannot even get lost
Where´s me?
My soul?
Will I die tomorrow?
Will I get old?

I cannot get lost in me....

How can I get lost in this world?

I cannot find myself in me....


The feeling of being dead it´s what I think being lost is
Because dying is not knowing what to expect after
And right now I don´t know what to expect

I hope someday I can be lost...
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