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Gul e Dawoodi Jan 2015
When*   I  wake  up  and  get  ready
For  a  new  day­  to  start
You  kiss  my  forehead  and  call  ­me,  "My  son!"
Mother  I  know  you  love  me
­And  I  am  your  only  star
I  know  you  are­  afraid  to  lose  me
And  father's  heart  throb­s  too
But I  have  to  go  outside  and  Learn­  something  new
I  see  those  protectors  who  ­beat  the  blinds
I  see  those  protectors  who  ­beat  the  children
I  see  how  they  protect  ­us
And  perform  their  duty
Mother  don't  be  a­fraid  of  this
To  die  is  my  duty
You  can­  not  protect  me  outside
They'll  beat  me  too­
If  I  fight  for  my  right
O  Mother!  Hug ­ me  tight
Because  God  knows
This  might  be  ­my  last  *night!
Protector here means Police.
Pakistan's so called Police is also no less than terrorism itself.
Calvin Watson Jan 2015
My mind's played the scene over and over again
That moment when we become more than just friends
Lying in my arms, lip locked in a caress
Let the arms protect you, safe in my fortress
Protection from the elements
Don't worry I can handle it
I long for the next time I can get there again
But for now reality knocks on my door
I answer
And there stands
"just my friend"
I want the dream to be a reality.Take a jump with me. Don't let this be the case.
oni Jan 2015
i never asked you
to start a war
for me
but you could
at least
be my shield
when my walls
come crashing down
svdgrl Jan 2015
Is fear always created?
Should it not exist entirely?

I'm beginning to realize the best way to go about this-
is not to worry if someone else betrays, cheats, trusts, loves or leaves you.
And just do as you please.
Just do what you believe.
The fear is so much bigger than what actually happens.
Pain is deep- but it goes away.
It flickers back in moments- when certain words are mentioned,
but its vocabulary depletes
as you make new memories.
Passion is beautiful.
Is it worth losing what makes you dream- smile and sing,
so you can encase yourself in protective film-
that plays backs the same memories of torment,
just to keep them from happening again?
The mind is not just a powerful thing-
it's fickle.
I'm not afraid to love you.
I'm certain there will be pain-
but ****, I have nine tattoos.
Nena Twedell Jan 2015
one grain of sand
inside one clam
The clam spends time with this grain of sand
it is nurtured
it is protected
it is valued
it is loved
it is seen as an important part of the clams life
it then becomes a pearl

Why are you so clammed up?
I'm clammed up because I am making a pearl
I am making myself my own pearl
creating my own beauty
Shining my imperfections as if they were weaknesses
I am loving myself
And protecting myself from the toxic environment the world around me can be
I am learning the value of myself
Nurturing myself
The pearl is my own sense of self.
That is my pearl
Arcassin B Jan 2015
by Arcassin Burnham


"Concept"

Yeah,
I heard the sirens last night,
Must be airing out,
Vivid thoughts of your emotional busted future,
I never do sir,
I go with the flow with everything I do,
Life in your hands,
Thought so,
I knew it wasn't you,
Put on my pants one leg at a time,
Then i sat,
Sneakers, hoodies and Adidas,
Trying on a bucket hat,
But yo it wasn't what I was feeling,
Somethings we can't help,
And ever black man does,
He gets killed,
Did the video go viral?
Did you see the officer that did it?
You should perish,
How the hell is this man still livin'.
If you don't get concept ,
By now you Should have it,
Its right in front of you,
All you need...........

••••

.........To do is  "Grasp it"


Do you feel it yet?!!
I know a lot of y'all been sending out many threats,
Bashing the internet about interracial couples on commercials,

Do you see how mad and ******* I got yet?
Why the world lost people without justice,
Why economy telling us to forget this,
Killed in cold blood in a mini mart,
How could we all ever forget this.
Hate those mutherfukers
I'll never be the best for you
I can't love you how I want to
I'm to afraid

Afraid of what I'm not sure..
Maybe I'm scared you'll hurt me
Or maybe
Maybe it's just intimacy that terrifies me

I've never felt more vulnerable
Than when I'm in your arms

Maybe I'm scared
Scared that I'll do it wrong
Am I enough to please you?
What if I'm no good?

I want to be your first
Your last
The best you'll ever have

The new intimacy will grow on me
You've seen inside my soul
I'm more open with you than a doorframe missing it's door
I've never been like this before
If I can open up to you
Why can't I explore
Our bodies too?

What makes me afraid?
Tell me you'll always be here
Permanent and strong
Like a great oak in the green forest

Promise me I'm safe here
Under your leaves of protection
Hide me from the world

Maybe it's society that makes me so scared
The standards if the world so strict

Hide me in your forest green
Keep me safe
This intimacy is new
I'm afraid
But not of you

What if I'm no good?
Can I be enough to please you

Will you be my first?
My last
The best I'll ever have
BertJane Perez Dec 2014
We are all unique in many ways that all of us can see
But some people are too peculiar, people like you and me
We aren't like the others, we're peculiar beings of this place
We're born with individual talents that no one can erase...

My friends, we each have something special, but something to hide
The world isn't ready for the abilities we all keep inside
We are being hunted, a fate we peculiars must face
Run quickly to safety into the arms of a ymbryne's embrace

As you read this message, know that a hollow lurks near
But remember your gift, you have nothing to fear
Tread carefully and find us at the loops in any direction
On the other side of our haven you will find Peculiar protection.
Freddie Rogers Dec 2014
Monster we call protection
Hidden within our own declaration
Wealthy build and succeed
While poor find shelter to bleed
We the people isn't what we imagine
Simply a phrase causing oblivious contemplation

Disease, power, and war for what?
For the sake of being better?
**** this world, I'm done with this lett...
Ronald J Chapman Dec 2014
In my dreams,
I see a girl in a white dress.

In the sunshine of the day I don't see her,
But I know she's here.

I feel her standing by my side,
Day and night.

I don't know her name, but
I never feel alone.

In my dreams,
I see a girl in a white dress.

She looks at me with a bright smile,
I do not understand her words when she speaks.

In my dreams I see a girl with Angel wings.

She takes my hand,

Now I understand,
God sent an Angel down,
From Heaven to protect me with her Angel wings.


© 2014 Ronald J Chapman All Rights Reserved.
Angel By Your Side" w/ lyrics
http://youtu.be/mqFAqs8wYJI
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