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Julie Grenness Jul 2016
Bad news,
For all of you,
It's 2016 in Australia,
Multicultural success or failure?
A new culture of racism,
Paranoia driving a schism,
In our lucky country we stand
For equality, a concept grand,
Today, let's have no discrimination,
A day of Peace, across our nation,
Yes, it's 2016  in Australia,
Multicultural success or failure?
Feedback welcome, a topical comment.
Ann M Johnson Jul 2016
3 little words can be the easiest to say or be the most difficult of all.
3 little words we all have heard them.
3 little words can have the potential to have the most influence and meaning and impact others for many years to come.
3 little words work best as a verb.
3 little words can not just stand alone but need some action to back them.
3 little words can become meaningless and empty, without the necessary action, they can be too quickly discarded and forgotten like yesterday's news.
3 little words can produce either happiness or regret dependent on what actions follow. If the meaning is hollow broken promises can follow. Leaving broken hearts and shattering lives like an emotional earthquake in its wake.
Only 3 little words but consider how much impact they really have. Please remember words are a powerful influence either to a positive or negative degree.
3 little words what a difference they can make when spoken wisely and backed with the proper action they can be fulfilling instead of empty.
3 little words should only be used with caution, beware of the power of the tongue and please choose your words carefully.
The choice is up to you and me what impact we give to 3 little words.
Ana S Jul 2016
My anxiety is terrible.
It controls my every action.
I can't even have fun anymore.
Anxiety has me ******* under water.
Today it kept me away from my family.
It keeps me away from friends.
Away from people who try to love me.
Away from loud noises.
Everything is a trigger.
Everything kills me.
When I'm yelled at I cry.
People raise their voice I cry.
People are unrecognizable I cry.
Gun shot fires in distance I cry.
I have really bad anxiety.
And because of it today I sit alone at home.
By myself.
With no one but a blade.
Guess I'm the end it was my only friend.
Anxiety brought us closer.
So now I sit here considering od.
Considering starving myself.
Being buried a million feet under.
The waves beating me down.
No I don't think I'll cut.
Not Doing it for Emily.
Then again anxiety likes to think different.
Anxiety destroyed my control
Which came first?
Kodfather questioned
Feeling
Philosophically intelligent
An egg or a chick?

A circle has
Swamy Downey replied
Nonchalantly
No beginning
Brianna May 2016
I've dreamt of perfection for as long as I can remember.

The perfect way to kiss you.
The perfect way to hold your hand.
The perfect way to smile at you.

I've dreamt of irrational men who fancy things I don't.

Irrationally dreaming of love.
Irrationally falling apart when you didn't want me anymore.
Irrationally self harming with toxins.

Throughout my dreams I've been alone on and off for long periods of time.
I've watched sunrises and sunsets alone.
I've watched my heart fall into a cold chill alone.
I've watched myself slowly forget what making love was and the difference between love and lust.

Throughout my irrational dreams, I've fallen for a few boys who could never fulfill those fantasies.
And lately I've asked myself one question:

Is it time to settle and accept my fears or continue irrationally dreaming of a love I'll never truly have?

But no answer has come to me yet.
saranade Apr 2016
When she's here…
I crave motherly affection
I get discerning dissection
I see my pale complexion
I ignite her shopping obsession
I'm forced to give my attention
I explore every confession
I ignore every correction
I lose my own direction
My existence is not that of my own
POSSIBLE Apr 2016
I destroy as I write
painted movements upon the disease of blankness

fulfilling the open potential
shining through a darkened tunnel
fraught with the weight of culture's phantasm.

A projected collective
imbuing meaning and density leaving the propensity
to do more in the hands of the unconscious.

A generation  of dreamers caught  in a co-created nightmare

It takes a forceful shaking to wake them into waking, a kind of tremor like the earth is quaking

but stillness
still grips

those who would otherwise toss and turn

You've had your time, now its our turn

Interdimensional investigative procedure
Prepare your resume, for today you will be hired or fired

Welcome to the game.
Place noise in of hands of  those with silent faces
BrittneyForever Apr 2016
The devil tried to make me drown
But I knew a secret to turn that around
-Sink or Swim
-Delay or Pray
© Brittney Hibbert 2016
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