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Kendall Seers Mar 2018
light doesn't break
it bends
it refracts
scattering into spectrums of possibilities
each beautiful
because not one shade is exactly alike
a progression of symphonies
each note hitting a different hertz
new wavelengths
that frequently call out to one another

when we choose to follow a melody
to saunter after a piper that doesn't exist
we bathe, splash, and twirl through
the beam we chose dance in
Bardo Mar 2018
O! the lives I've wasted
The lives I could have led
If different paths I'd taken
And different people I'd met.

O! what friends were lost
When just around the corner they lay
Their voices heard but their faces
   hidden
O! why had Destiny to steer me this
   way.

                              II

With my life here in my hands
My impulsive moves and slow
   meanderings
My efforts regulated by my will to
   abstain
In gaining my present position
What have I lost elsewhere
And what have others lost
Because of my absence there.
No, I haven't killed anyone, this is about regrets and what ifs, a bit of existential angst
KD Mar 2018
I sometimes get moments, just like this one
Where I think back
Back on something someone said
Told me about life, that I thought I understood
But suddenly one day really understand and realize how wrong I was back then


The time I spent in the hospital, finally accepting help
I came to think
That it is not as scary to be here
It has made me feel stronger, capable of trying again
But it has also led me to this place where I must make a decision


The decision of what to do, two paths to choose between
And I have been thinking
Weighed the options against one another
I have come to a decision, not sure if it is the right one
But I cannot walk without looking at the ground anymore


Someone once told me, that life is full of parting ways
Of having two different options of which way to go
Sometimes it is a good and a bad option, where the obvious is to choose the good one
Sometimes it is two good - or two bad ones
And you might find yourself wondering what to choose
Spending so much time not making a decision because you are scared of choosing wrong
But sometimes you just have to take a random pick and go with it

Sometimes you have to let go of control

And just try
Garrett Burger Mar 2018
; and you iniciated it.
you found your way
                                                and you meant it.
I understood
with the immediate
connection of our eyes
and the composure of your face
that you were really here
in front of me
Without permission
and without validation
we both cried in joy
at the same time,
hugging

I'm dreaming,
I know it.
crying deeper

Intensely in love
with arrising sorrow
My dream
delivered a moment
that I will value
like the love we
deserved
I stopped questioning,
and looked into your
eyes again
before returning to
your embrace,
Because I wasn't going
to waste this
regardless of the reality
of it.


I love you.
I irrationally and intensely love you.
the moon aligning with the
opening of the gazebo
that night.
Reminding me it witnessed
what I still feel
in dreams
Kim Essary Mar 2018
My life has been more than empty for so many years;
  Filled with so much sadness as I've  cried lonely tears.
  Allowing myself to feel this for so long I had given up on me;
  I was coming to terms with my life and accepting this harsh reality.
  My dreams that I would some day be loved, For Better or For Worse;
  They were all fading away now and being replaced by a curse.
  Although I wanted to place the blame on someone besides me;
  The truth is the Choice was mine of how my life would be.
  The Lord gives us this life with free will to decide the paths on our own;
  I probably would have made different choices if I would have only known.
  So cherish this life, for you only have one;
  Live each day like your last, learn to walk before you run.
Jack Bennett Feb 2018
Mountains, paths

Beginnings and ends

My soul leaps for the sky

When I take that first step
Sand Feb 2018
It's lonely and cold
Without your voice
It's bitter and miserable
Without your words
But if that's the price I have to pay
For the paths we've chosen
So be it
دema flutter Jan 2018
I don't know
of any paths
that would
lead to you
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