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Mama earth Mar 2018
unique special handsome strong Devils
sending a kiss through words everyday I miss you lil turds send pictures
fend for your sisters
stand and lend a helping hand
don't demand and life will be grand
I love you Tayber,  Kaellum, and Devon
-Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment ®️ ©️
Mama earth Mar 2018
Beautiful babes with red fire hair
treasured favs extremely rare
life is sometimes debatably Fair
y'all Stand Tall
don't sell yourself short
tell ya ma youd like to call
Tybee, Topanga, and Savanah
You each are a doll
-Brooke Alison Ilene Anselment ®️ ©️
Solitude Man Mar 2018
My mind's a carnivore sheep
i'm woken while my tongue's asleep
I see predictions but they don't believe
I can't save them from what they don't see

This feeling fills the sculpted dearth in my heart,
I wear in my palms road maps with patterned scars
of painful places in my past slithered paths
its hard for me to say, to the toddlers minds

This renegade hat has given me grace
This renegade hat has gotten me fazed
Jaded my perception from speaking out loud
i'm woken while my tongue's in bedrest

The Holy-spirit fills the sculpted dearth in my heart
I'm renegade cause I saw the people
I'm renegade cause I saw the truth
I can't save them, but I'll tell them
that I found the renegade mind that made me
Jeff Gaines Mar 2018
Hello everyone,

  I'm so very sorry … I feel horrible doing this, but I have no choice. You see, I have published my first book on Amazon/Kindle! This piece (and many others) had to be taken down because they do not allow published material to be available online for free. (Go figure) I wanted to leave the shell of the posts because I felt compelled to leave all your helpful and loving comments. (Silly sentimental, I know), but I also didn't want to just have the pieces disappear without an explanation. I feel bad enough as it is!

  I owe ALL of you so, SO much for all of your reads, love, and support. It was YOU that gave me the gumption to FINALLY get off my **** and publish! Thank you all for the warm comments, camaraderie, and encouragement! I will still be here, reading, uploading and just being the Rascal that I am. How could I EVER leave you guys?

  The book is called “The Way I See It – FictionPhilosophySoul Food” and it will be FREE for the first few days on Kindle Select, so watch for it, if you are interested. I hope that you go and grab it. If you do, I would also hope that you find it worthy, you would leave me a good review. That will help me get in the public eye! Soon afterward (2-3 days or so), it will be available in paperback.

Find the book(s) here: www.amazon.com/author/jeff.gaines

Or find the book(s), and all about me, here: www.JeffGaines.world

  Soon after, I also hope to have my first novel (a supernatural thriller), called “Wanderer” available as well!

  Wish me luck!

                                Big, Biggest Love,

                                               Jeff Gaines
If you truly believe in a person ... then for goodness sake ... no matter WHAT they do ... NEVER ... EVER give up on them.

People have a millions reasons why they do things. Sometimes it is valid and sometimes it isn't. But if they discover that they made a mistake ... and you aren't there to help pull it back together ... then you BOTH lose out.
Yes it is frustrating, Yes, it is painful. But as I said ... If you believe in them ...
DO NOT GIVE UP ON THEM!
lib Mar 2018
dear younger me
i beg you
keep falling in love
with your heart
not your head
and please
remember that no one
ever fell in love
being cautious and afraid
remember to be
open and truthful
patient and forgiving
and above all else
be the person
you wish to
fall in love with
i'm just trying to keep myself sane
Solitude Man Mar 2018
There are the times you believe in magic for a change
Knowing fully well that magic doesn't exist
Knowing that letting go is not a choice or you're left in a snipers range
Knowing that your demons are innate
Knowing that its time to fight yourself with your own fist.

But listen,
There are times where you don't believe in magic for a change
Not knowing fully well that magic does exist
Not knowing that letting go is the only choice
Not knowing that your demons were never within
Not knowing that it is time to fight for yourself

But whatever it is,
Fight like a curse, until you get it right
Fight with the force of your desires
Fight your storm with the sword of insight
Fight till your visions lite.

                                         - Ola Bajo
She Writes Mar 2018
I am a lonely book
On a dusty shelf
I am full of stories
Patiently waiting for a reader
To hang on every word
Read every line
Get lost between the pages
In my spine
Tom Mar 2018
the path to you
i wish to take

by your side
i wait and wait

love is not a feeling
this heart can fake
happiness is fleeting so enjoy it
Mar 2018
people are poetry

often times we overanalyse,
expect too much
and demand an answer
from the most simplest concepts.
the simplest people.

people are poetry
for what seems to be complicated
can be the described in the simplest terms;
if only ears are patient enough
to await the meanings that unravel themselves.
        
people are poetry
for they are simple
yet intricate,
coherent but complex,
and ever so full of meaning;

if only ears were patient enough to await the meanings
- that unraveled themselves through time and understanding -
only then will we accept that people are poetry.





-z
Hi please like, love or share if you like this :) I’d love to receive any feedback also.
Kewayne Wadley Mar 2018
To be in love.
Her heart was a hill that I climbed with slippery soles.
To be still in the moments of encouragement.
I'd slide down unable to catch my footing.
I acknowledge that I wasn't dressed for the occasion.
Still persisting to climb.
To be in love.
The valley of dream & hope.
I tied my shoes tighter.
My hands filled with grit and grass.
No matter how hard I tried I constantly slid down.
The sky a beautiful mix of orange and blue.
Her love was a sight I longed to see.
The meadow to low to catch the best view.
Everything she has to offer.
I tossed through mud and dirt.
Learning patience in every attempt, the closer I got.
She'd open her arms wide.
And each time I'll fall face first.
Still determined I didn't cease to stop.
I spent a lot of time there.
Lost in a valley of fog.
To afraid to ask for help.
Scared that my secret valley would no longer be my own.
That everything serene.
Everything that I loved would be modernized, torn apart piece by piece.
No matter how many times I slip.
No matter how many times I fall.
I love everything ,
Still persisting to climb.
Learning patience with each step
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