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i can not be the only one
who has those nights
where you feel
a power deep within
as if you could pull the
oceans into the earth
make the sun set
and the moon rise
turn the masses
to turn to you
those nights
where you feel
as though
you could save the world
where you feel
as though as you could
save yourself
That word is the first to surface when I think of you
If anyone asked me
'Who is the strongest person
I ever knew?'
I would tell them it was you

A neighbor told me this today - true.

To hit home, it's funny how I had to hear it from someone
I barely knew.
Before you criticise
yourself for the love parted with others
that have gone to vain
gaze at the moon that has been there
embracing everyone with the shaft of light
but never able to retrieve the love from others.
©shadeofalonely_girl
Pandaboy May 2
My posture is straight and arms on the wheel
but eyes on the rear with a guilt feel.
Imagining it different
where I could have been.

Out came the noise of a gentle breeze ,
leaning behind , I watched my thoughts.
While it tried to distract me
I sit back and observe, untying the knots.

It puts me on auto pilot,
day dreaming what could have been.
Did I imagine it differently ,
same canvas but a random scene ?

It fades with reality but lets us grow,
so make peace with it,  just let it go
Man and mistake, like string and twine
it is alright to repeat, do it twice.

Regretting my regrets , I put a smile on my face.
Not anymore, like red rags to a bull.
Througt potholes and traffic , I learned my pace.
I drove this far, so it is at least half full.
How far? Well that's a Disgrace .  :) :)

At least we came so far to at least read and write poems online :) .


Regrets of a Glass Half Full .

The idea conveyed here is to replace Regret with gratitude and look at things from a different perspective .
All it takes is a moment to fall back behind the energy and observe it,as put forward by Michael A singer in the book - The Untethered soul
Gods1son Feb 19
Sometimes it gets really rough
Before things turn around
The key is never to give it up
Soon you'll make a victory sound

Never stop believing
Even when believing is tough
Never stop putting in work
Even when it looks like it's not working

The victory season is fast approaching!
Herselfher Feb 12
She was a worker
After all she had demands
She didn’t like to ask for help
She didn’t need a man
Yet, she suffered every day
Longing for a hand
To guide her
And make her understand
Maybe, even be her biggest fan
Motivate her, man!
“the beauty of a woman is in the adventures she's taken, the lives she's touched and all the minds she's awakened.
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the beauty of a woman is in the caring she gives, the sincerity in her laughter, and the passion in her griefs.
Gabriella Jan 26
I dumped my laundry
On the ground
Hoping it would allow me
To feel motivated

Motivated to move
To clean to work
But all it did
Was sit on my floor

I sat with it too
Staring at the pile.
Looking for the answers
Written in my shirts
Mercia Jan 16
She stood still as life stood before her
Her path unclear
Her memories fighting one another
Her demons sing the hymn her heart beats
Life stood before her with claws that took lives away
She tried to run
Her blood filled with truth and depression
Causing her to stand still
Her mind filled with plans to run away
Her painful memories won
She learnt life had 3 choices
Live, run or die
She tried all and failed all
Living and breathing became hard
She lost meaning and saw a trampled heart
Her heart stepped and bruised by the people she loved
Her body used like a tissue on a hot summers day.
Only purpose is to clean up.
She searched for a place to bury her heart but only found more humans created to harm.
Her blood flowed in disappointment and regret as she ran passed life and met death.
Death gave a warm welcoming hand
With eyes that glittered the face with truth of pain
She knew death stole the identity of life
But confrontations was her weakness
She found a calmness that death gave her
A calmness that turned all good, bad
She ran back
She sat in between life and death for she had nowhere to run
The world she stole the blame from pushed her away
The river that welcomed her with wickedness was rejected due to past teachings..
Now she remains in a world of confusion and accepting of everything.
Apporva Arya Nov 2018
TRY
Today decided to LIVE,
Each moment at a time,
Today with full might,
May be this feel is once in a while,
Still i will try,
Before i completely dry,
Hoping this way things will get ALRIGHT...
So how you want to live today ?.. lets make life in our years count not years in life.
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