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kayzamo May 23
Your passion blooms yellow,
Like the smile of a rising sun.
The wind blows, and the daffodils bellow;
They echo a crescendo - their spring has begun.

Their song flows across the ground,
Blooming budding emotions in its wake.
The nectar dampening the soil mound
Has enough oxytocin to make a soul ache.

These daffodils grew over the snow in my lawn,
Melting the cold as their roots gripped the earth.
I kept warm among the blossoms as the hours rolled on.
My mind gradually defrosted - like a cerebral rebirth.

My winter has mostly ended, indicated by each perennial.
I have you to thank for planting the first bulb out there -
Double digging the stubborn dirt, yet remaining congenial,
Despite the unfit sod and icy air.

I owe it to you that I've recovered whatsoever:
My cognitive crime scene, solved with your empathetic luminol.
Perhaps young love is a foolish endeavor,
But if that's so, then I'm the most foolish fool of all.

So I'll unabashedly listen to your daffodil crescendo,
And resonate with the joy in your living rhythm.
I'll plant you some chrysanthemums to match in yellow,
So we can sit together with them.
Critiques welcomed!
audrey Apr 28
era
the sun rose in the east,
only cries and wails
in white hoarded rooms,
where a new day starts,
and endings birthed,
and where the sun
sets in the west,
waiting for a better
tomorrow.
Jade Wright Apr 12
In the kitchen
of the top floor flat
I’m ignoring the dread
and preparing a sandwich

There’s garlic mayonnaise spread thick
from each seeded crust
tessellated lettuce
buttoned jalepenos.
It’s the ‘ham’ that confuses people-
you can’t tell that it’s quorn from within.

I cut it into squares,
my triangles were never neat enough.
Tomorrow as I crunch and bloat
I’ll be thinking of how to break the news
word the resignation
and sign it cursive sarcasm.

From now on,
no confused and
overbearing voice
will ask me-
‘I thought you were vegetarian?’
Inspired by Emily Berry’s, ‘Summer.’
I kept walking for forty years;
I had my joys and my tears.

I was a daughter, mother and wife;
I was told that this is life.

I have no regrets.
I have met my targets set.

Then why this question sounds New?
When she asked me “Who are you”?

I fumbled; I stumbled.
But the question is still unanswered.

I am sad, I am nervous;
I was walking with No Purpose.

Maybe it's ok to let it go;
No one else will ever know.

Or, maybe it’s time to walk again;
To finally find “Who I Am”.
This poem is a reality of those who keep living without a 'Purpose' only to realize later how difficult it is to define their 'Why'.
lynn Feb 2
i once took shame in this struggle.
closed blinds,
empty body
'nobody needs to know'

believing myself to be a burden, i buried myself.

i spent years decomposing,
cold and unrecognizable.
a fossil of my former self.

but now i hold the shovel
and free myself from this earthen cage.
i am beginning to understand that there is beauty in asking for help,
and i have planted the seeds of self love.
watch as they grow roots and blossom

-here's to a fresh start
here's a poem i wrote around 1 1/2 years ago and never posted
She stood on the edge of line 20,
Looking back on what felt like a lifelong sentence.
She gazed at the dashes she crossed,
the indentations she climbed,
The commas she tripped over, the full
Stops she had to wait through-
Everything that led her to
This moment.
Swearing to never look back,
She braced herself for the next stanza,
Breathing in the promise of a new verse;
And jumped onto
Line 21.
Happy new year everyone :)
samantha Dec 2020
do you ever think about how easy it would be
to pack a bag with the moon still bright in the sky and
begin to drive?

it’s scary how much of life is taken for granted before you begin to realize how precious it is, how fast it goes. by the time i even grasped that i needed to figure out what i wanted to do with my life i was bring tossed onto the conveyor belt straight out of high school.

my identity was still unknown and here i was now, deciding the rest of it.

there’s a loneliness in freedom,
a creeping feeling of sadness that hides
in the corners of solitude and quiet.
It envelopes the corners of the mind

left undistracted, ideas wander
doubt sets in your head, anxiety in your gut

is this not what you asked for?
for ties to be cut?
did you not suspect the hurt and pain it might bring up?

and yet, like a stretch after a long nap,
relief from the strains that once held you

forward, alone
but maybe it’ll be okay.
Sometimes we
outgrow people
who don't
water us anymore
SiouxF Nov 2020
Today
I choose
A different way
To the well worn path of old,
Today
I choose
To let go
Of all that’s holding me back,
My limiting beliefs,
My damaging thoughts,
My hurtful words,
My self flagellation.
Today
I choose
To let go
Of all I thought was wrong with me,
Of how worthless I used to feel,
Of being downtrodden with no voice.
Today
I choose to
Rise above the ashes
Of past thoughts, negative feelings and broken dreams,
And step into who I truly am,
Who I choose to be,
Who I’m meant to be,
Knowing God is within me and all around me.
Today
I choose
To trust
All is well.
Today
Is a brand new day,
An opportunity
To start living my life,
Truly living,
With love, joy, kindness and compassion,
Patience, faithfulness and grace
Dayda Sep 2020
I've been with you for more than 10 years
From day one I was just average
I didn't even want to grow
Living one day at a time

But life got really, really hard
I found myself being at a crossroad
To retract a step would mean I lost
But the front was dark and lightless

I decided to move forward still
Really because of my tiny one
And that just changed the course of my life
I was relentless and driven to soar

Years go by with many achievements
Some were so immensely proud I am forever grateful
But that path was filled with tears and breakdowns
Some were seen, most were hidden

I just moved forward without hesitation
But somehow I just can't, just can't anymore
I don't have that glow, not anymore
Really didn't enjoy it, just no more

Hence I decided to give a go
With all my might and prayers to God
May this new path be better
But really there's never a guarantee

I leave you with a very heavy heart
Day in and day out I just persevere
Hope it will go on, filled with success and more
Because really, that is my ultimate goal

It's never really a goodbye
More to see you soon
Never really apart
Just a tiny bit distanced

Thank you
For all and all and just all
For giving me the room to grow
Thank you
Why I left. Why I just can't anymore.
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