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Poetic T Apr 2020
An attitude of purrfect proportions.
              But those,
                              come to stroke me
                                                      eyes..

Yo­u smile until there guest scampers
              over your feet "surprise,
Sorin L Javerin Apr 2020
Voices
            Voices
                         Voices
Constantly speaking,
Raging
              Whispering
Talking?

Why won't they be QUIET,
silence...
Speaking; chatting; voices
                  Voices
   Voices

I can hear them in my head.
They speak louder at night,
All I want is sleep in my bed.
The sound in my head is like a bite.

No not sound.
Voices
               Voices
                                 Voices.

No sleep for me,
No sleep for them.
So why do they speak faster,
While my mind slinks slower.

Wait...
            silence...
                             At last...

The voices begin to sleep
Yet my mind is awake.
Thinking, guessing, hurting.
My eyes are heavy while my head is light.

The voices.
They talk again.
Simple, easing, slow.
Their words flow like honey.

Sweet and savory,
Whispering truths of the past...
Or are they my living lies.
My eyes do not know.

For they drop to darkness,
Ending the voices noise
From the fore and bringing
The sweet darkness of dark sleep.
OJ Apr 2020
Youth is a moment
Not all can hold it
But like a river
It'll slip away
My own reflection
I feel as if it's deception
How can this be my face
(my face)
My perfect body will not appear
At least not with the prayers I send each night
(Each night)
(Each night)
My body ruined
It will be roughened
Oh
I will wait for it
(For it)
When I was younger .Wish I could be that again.
Innocent, pure as the rain
Memories do not change
Though life will
Always, people will be cruel
The lakes pure surface reflects growth
Everything that everyone wants again
It shaped us into who we are today
Like the tides changing by the moon
Oh look how far we've come
(we have come so far)
Mark Toney Apr 2020
we are frozen in time - stuck in the muck of the present


© 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
4/18/2020 - Poetry form: Monoku - © 2020 by Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Francie Lynch Apr 2020
Today's worries,
Now three days old,
Will be addressed
Tomorrow.
Amanda Kay Burke Apr 2020
I have no place to run

I have no place to hide

This home I have lived in since my birth is no longer a safe location

Does not feel like there is anywhere suitable for a sanctuary

My own house as close to a safehouse as it gets for the present moment
Every single inhabitant of planet Earth is now a refugee
About the COVID-19 pandemic obviously
Krishnapriya Apr 2020
I accept
Your judgement of me
As true
In your view
And
Let it wash over
As a spring drizzle

For you, me
And all creation
Thoughts, views, emotions
Are just that

A drizzle
Star dust
Fleeting fragrance
Light feather
Seeking and living
Unbeknownst
To even ourselves
In the sweet embrace
Of love
Krishnapriya Apr 2020
I seek
Purity
Simplicity
Of my heart
My very Being

She smiles at me
As flowers
Calls me
With bird song
Cries with me
As raindrops
Hides from me
As rainbows

"I am as you
Everywhere
And always,"
She whispers
In love, as love
Forever

Pure
Simple
Still
Being
Deluluissoselulu Apr 2020
I wondering if I forgive you what would happen,
You know both of our life is messed up,
It's kinda hard for me to explain our relationship together,

Are we going to regret our decision later?
I always ask myself do I really HATE you?
or is this to save me from hurting more than it was.

I have blurry memory,
People face, scenery and what the conversation is in the past,
Doctor said my mind just blocking the memory,
from flashing at my eyes,
Even my body protect me from getting this suicidal life.

I always ask why you do it?
Why can't you just cherish us?
In the end, I see myself 5 years old,
Standing with the fluffy red eyes,
tears streaming down the round cheeks,
hugging herself and whispering...
Enough..please no more...
No more...

And the end...
Some mistake gets made,
Some its alright and some are not..
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