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Sally A Bayan May 2015
Unicorn Moments


It was Maundy Thursday, an afternoon so lazy
the words of the passion could sink hardly
for my eyes were on the beading tray
the unfinished bracelet was now  awry
off and on, i kept stringing  
the garnet rounds and pearls kept falling
no more tiny brass rings to string in between
i had to think of other ways...something
also had to wash away the gray feeling.

Searched inside my bedroom drawers
and found silver flower spacers!
i gloried at the thought of finishing two bracelets
three, more, maybe even an anklet!

Three, four hours had passed, i was so exhausted
i had already showered
the whole bathroom was spotless,
smelling of ^Pandan leaves^ and flowers,
i was so delighted!

Outside the bathroom door, i stopped
spotted the shiny silver spacers! on the bed, i almost dropped
the silence was too loud, i couldn't stand the spacers' glare,
nothing to say, nothing to offer... just a stare...

"No! no way!
i'm fine, i'm okay!"
was that my voice that gave me away?
moment of truth could never be held at bay...

I held the cable wire to start beading
but body and mind were one...refusing
my fingers were limp...a bit trembling
tired, from too much scrubbing.

My finger traces the head of my unicorn figurine
God knows, i have loved this magical creature ever since
but, i'm not sure i even like these new visitors, these
unicorn moments,
they don't come often,
yet, they're bound to happen.
oh, well....i guess i have to be a bit bolder
accept these changes that come with growing older...

when this happens, i try to joke and laugh,
and then people say......."you're tough!"
i answer them with a smile...and a gruff!



Sally
Copyright April 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
**A "unicorn moment" is when somebody gets off the subject of a conversation, or when one gets "side tracked" from a task without realizing it....(from the Urban Dictionary)***


^^^Pandan leaves---A tropical plant with leaves that are long and narrow, used in cooking for its flavor and its fresh and pleasant smell. I tie some leaves all around the bathroom, to keep cockroaches away...i don't know how, or why...but it works! ^^^
Mike Essig Mar 2015
At 30,
you could only
look ahead.
At 55,
I could only
look back.
We only looked
in the same direction
when we looked
at each other.
Looking at you
was all my pleasure,
but future and past
pulled too hard
to overcome.
There are lilacs now,
new lovers,
fresh beginnings.
Still,
I remember
your eyes
looking back
at me,
greener
than even this
soft,
new spring.
–mce
simonne Feb 2015
I spend my days thinking and worrying of whats to come
When I told myself there was plenty of time,
but now that time is nearly gone.
The new responsibilities I have the things I need to do,
are all very new.
the future once was something I looked forward too
but now it is a daunting task waiting to be completed
my hope and patience has depleted.
My life has turned into a routine
I promised myself I wouldn't let happen
I don't live my days content just a little saddened.
How can I describe this numbness I feel
when I begin to question everything I knew for sure was
a passion and what was actual real.
Is this what has become of my life?
twisting and turning not being able to sleep at night.
the people who happily come and go as they please
leave me with nothing but bad, bitter memories.
How do I change the predicament I'm in?
Maybe tomorrow or maybe the next day wont be the same.
Kayla Feb 2015
12/3/14

The clouds covered the sky
and brought a blanket of cold
bringing a slight drizzle along with it
All the colors in this small town
faded to beautiful shades of greys and whites
Autumn was over
The weather was finally showing it
And as the first flake of snow fell
A blissful serene silence fell over the town
I'm no good with titles but I don't just want them to say untitled idk ya feel me? oh well
Arcassin B Jan 2015
By Arcassin Burnham

Manifest on what I'm saying,
This is real life,
The saddest thing to me is losing a mother,
I can't lose mine,
Truth and lies,
lies within deep secrets,
Or deep souls,
Maybe you'll lose it,
Just Make it intertwined,
Marinate on what I'm saying,
This is real life,
Save a good emblem,
Just before others control your life,
Not the same burdens that you had,
Even when you were alive,
****** ink on your pad,
Now its time to fly.
Hummmmmmmmm
Katlyn Orthman Jan 2015
It's as if I closed my eyes and time passed me by
I wish that I could rewind

I miss the feeling of being careless and free
But now I have responsibility shackling me

I miss the days that I could play without stress
But now my life is just a mess

I miss the world inside my imagination
But now it's become my damnation

Every thought is centered around what I need to get done
There is no vocabulary in my life to define "Fun"

And I am not alone, but I feel deserted
I keep calling out, but fear no one heard it

I feel like I am lost inside my mind
And I am searching but I can not find

The way out of this Hell I've been sentenced to
Life was easier before I grew

up.
Grace Elizabeth Jan 2015
When we were young
Our frozen breath was smoke
From cigarettes

When we were young
Our hands were guns
As we'd to shoot each other to the ground

When we were young
Our lead and our pencil
Were a syringe we pressed against our flesh

When we were young
We didn't have to worry about the cost
Because to us it was all pretend

But now we aren't so young
And the things we do are no longer pretend
So now there are costs we can't escape
Love to hear what you think
Rachel Herrmann Jan 2015
When I was younger,
I thought the moon followed me
In the car on the ride home.
When I was younger,
I thought my tears
Made the look of streetlights
Magical.
When I was younger,
I thought I was the only one
Who could hear fuzzy noises
When I rested my head on the pillow.
When I was younger,
I thought I was the only one
That saw orange
When I closed me eyes
After staring into the sun.
When I was younger,
I thought I was special.
Now that I'm older,
I know death is inevitable,
Even for me.
Now that I'm older,
I know that my friends
Won't love me forever.
Now that I'm older,
I know the books I read
Aren't written for me.
Now that I'm older,
I know suicide is real
And that it can affect anyone.
Now that I'm older,
I know that I'm nothing special.
I long to travel,
but for a place to call my own.
I wish to find true love,
but for solidarity.
I dream of spontaneity,
but of stability.
Everyday, nostalgic,
but dreaming of tomorrow.

Praying for simplicity,
if not for contradiction.
I apologise, for I only wrote this a couple of minutes ago.
J M Surgent Jan 2015
Life goes by in a flash,
In an instant plans are memories,
Photographs the only residue
Of past normalities,
And then the realization
You’ve been going on along the whole time,
Without ever seeing it.
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