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Peace Jul 2018
Pressure pounds upon my head, like a waterfall; brushing ever so lightly on my fingertips. In this moment, I have the reality of submerging myself in the intensity of this unknown place. Barricading my thoughts like a robber in a standoff; I ponder the actions of setting myself free..
The pressures of life..
Noder Jun 2018
I was petrified in fear of consequences that came from acts not yet played out.

And i wept for a life i have not yet lived
I felt remorse for hurts i have not yet caused

And i mourned the joys i may never see

My eyes wide open gazing to a future
That might never come.

I'm yet to comprehend the present.
Frances May 2018
Sinking sands untouched by the eternal sun rays
burn holes through the hours' glass
It shatters

Disintegrated
By a pacing shock like a blooming spring's lightening

Blackness falls as eye lids flutter
Blue lips tremble in the cold
But the unchained heart is warming and radiant

Radiant like ephemeral breath
These pulsating branches weaveing us in enchantment
The rhythmic breezes wrapping

Rapping on our silken tender necks
Furrowed in a feathered nest
Bunking with Zues
Eating his grapes next to the fountain of youth
Jack Jenkins May 2018
One should try to glide through life as gently as a canoe;
If one needs to make a splash,
be sure to know where the ripples,
will go.
Sean Holshouser May 2018
I look at you,
and I see someone
who has lived and experienced so much,
Both good and bad,
And has come out stronger for it.

I see someone who is beautiful
on the inside and outside.
I see eyes with endless stories
and a smile with silent tales to tell.

I see you. And that's what matters the most.

Sleep, and dream about tomorrow,
For tomorrow will come quickly.
I'll be holding you in my mind;
I'll be there whether you see me or not.

In the foam of coffee, or the soft touch of wind,
In the comfort of couches,
In soft lights or floorboards;
I'm there with you.
Jesse stillwater Apr 2018
The  same  Love
that makes
you feel
so close
is
The  same  Love
that can leave
you feeling
so  far
away


Jesse
11th  April  2018

Just thinking
out-loud
parsing a moment
already past
c Mar 2018
night to sun
whichever one
i am constantly smiling
a barrier around
to remind the strangers i too
am alright

growth underground
i've found out
it is neither journey nor destination
as i am stuck dancing
in the same rain
as once and each time before

i see the sun but feel no heat
the time slicks by slow as a drain drip
pattering me into childhood--
what're two grown hands worth without
an axe
or intent to wave

sleet underfoot
the earth has made enemy of me
and everyone else

where do we float from bone to dust?

do we conserve love once given
or does it go to soil
as well?

--
c
Gage B Mar 2018
What if there was an alternate universe
where I would have known that
mistake would have been made
and avoided it?

What if there was an alternate universe
where I just didn't care at all
and that everything I am now
just never happened?

What if there was an alternate universe
where at every point in time
I was positioned
slightly to the left?
Hmm. Just some things I think about I guess. Interesting to me, but probably not to you lol
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