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Shield Maiden Apr 2015
When people call me babe, darling or love
Without meaning
Without feeling
I feel like screaming
My heart feels like it’s bleeding
Don’t you know the meaning

My desire, my want
My only passion is to hear
Those words with love
**babe
I just want to say I dont know anything about Poetry unfortunately. So every time I write, I hope that it comes out alright. So i really appreciate it if you review it so I can work on my skills. Thank you for reading :)
Amitav Radiance Apr 2015
Words pull your mind
In different directions
Brilliantly adorned
Yet lacking soul
Words are distractions
To true feelings
Vociferous and audible
Sounds too hollow
Gives in under anxiety
Weighs on minds
Graceful distortions
Veneer of meanings
Expresses everything
Except the truth
Amitav Radiance Apr 2015
Tranquil dawn
Eases itself silently
Giving the night
Some respite
Morning meditation
Attracts the
Life’s forces
Towards you
A concentration
Of power
At the core
Of awareness
Bright glow
Ignites the passion
To realize
The origin
Life’s hidden secrets
Unravels slowly
As mind levitates
To a higher plane
Of consciousness
Amitav Radiance Apr 2015
When words become banal
We would converse in silence
Heart to heart, a deeper impact
Feelings will reveal themselves
And emotions would flow freely
A peek into each other’s world
Welcomed without malicious words
Haven for conversation
Eyes would convey much
At the window of the soul
Ardent believers would understand
Let words become banal
And not hide behind a façade
Embrace each other with love
Build a synergy of known souls
Live this life with clarity
Andy Hunter Jan 2015
Up at the top of the acre
where the overflow stand-
pipe comes up
out of the grass,
there's so much running
water that reeds and rushes
have taken over
and choked up the land

In the evening
looking up to the window
as I wash
I see a family of roe deer, down
from the woods
in among the reeds

In the morning
they're still grazing there
quietly
as if nothing’s

changed
Livia Apr 2015
Can’t feel my hands
Or feet
Or anything

I don’t know if I’m stepping or not
My skin is as white as the snow
My body is shaking unwillingly

The cold wore off long ago
Just to be replaced by numbness
I feel as if my heart is freezing

Can’t walk anymore
Falling to my knees (if they are even there)
And I start to freeze more

Suddenly, warmth came
I wasn’t trapped in a frozen cage
The cold got lost;

But I lost something more
Just another poem about the cold. What a happy start to spring!
David M McDaniel Mar 2015
Vivid Blue Clear Skies
Clouds filling
Young eyes
Smooth hard rock
Every step is a knock
For adventure

Cloudy Grey Skies
Clouds Filling
Matured Eyes
Scratchy pavement beneath the feet
Battered beneath searing heat
Hints of old times

Clear quiet Empty skies
Clouds filling
Ancient eyes
Soft grass crunching
Alone peaceful
Closing eyes...

Golden Lovely Cloud filled skies
Clouds Filling
Reborn eyes
Soft ground
Love all around
Eyes Cast down
Amitav Radiance Jan 2015
We always say a lot
And not feel satiated
Words leave us
Yet, more within us
Waiting their turn
To convey so much
Much anticipation
But, loses its meaning
Our cognizance
Not articulated adequately
If not words
Let’s try silence
Keeping our ears to the heart
Awaiting an understanding
Without the words
Echoing the profound feelings
Amitav Radiance Jan 2015
My words
Convey
Deepest feelings
From the soul
Revived
With every drop
Of ink
Bridged
Is the chasm
Between me
and blank pages
Crossing over
To dwell
Among the lines
Betwixt
Are the meanings
melina padron Jan 2015
i wish you could’ve seen it
the way we love in my dreams-
we were moving
cohesively pulsating
like the cells that course
throughout our veins
and keep us breathing
and alive.

i wish you understood that.
i wish you would have asked me
before leaving that night.
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