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Mark Lecuona May 2016
Who weeps for their children other than the poor
while we watch and blame them for wanting more
while they raise a glass of tears they drank from before

Who lives in the world we try desperately to hide
where death lurks within the time it must bide
where oceans of fear roll striking before the tide

Who entered your heart without invitation
to cultivate their own garden in soil so foreign
to share in its fruit before the dawn of emotion

Who would know of a God the world does ignore
in darkness where plans are made to make war
in darkness with broken promises they once swore
Jeanine Fae Borg May 2016
If God was Real,
Why would he make me feel,
That no matter how much I kneel,
Nothing ever feels real.

If God was Real,
Why would he try to conceal,
His love in a golden seal,
And makes life feel like a spinning wheel.

If God was Real,
Why does he feel like an Achilles heel,
Making it hard
To live in this ordeal.

So why God,
If you are real,
Make humanity under one's heel.
Bria Hunt May 2016
Do you think anyone could love you better?
Do you think anyone could ever treat you better?
Do you think anyone could ever try as hard as him?
Do you think anyone could ever love you as much as him?

Do you think anyone could love him more than you?
Do you think anyone could ever treat him better than you?
Do you think anyone could ever try harder than you?
Do you think anyone could love him more than you?

No.
No.
No.
No, to every question, but why do I still feel empty?
Because he's not the one.
He's not the one you should be thinking about.
It's not his love you need,
It's the love of the heavenly father.
Without God, love on this earth is empty.

You're asking the right questions,
but to the wrong person.

So, do you love him?
Irene Sep 2016
God, are you listening? Because lately, I've been feeling distant from You. I feel like Peter when You called him to walk out on the water, yet he sank. But I feel like I'm drowning in this sea of doubt. A knotted ball of string I cannot seem to unravel. Slowly creeping deeper and deeper into this battlefield of questions in my mind. When You said "O you of little faith, why do you doubt?" I could not give You an answer. I do not know if I am turning into a skeptic or a cynic. Faith has doubts, but I feel as though I am longing for epiphanies to spark in response to my questions. Lord, are you there? Because I can't seem to listen to my own voice. Wanting to be heard, but feeling ignored. Waiting for answers, but left in silence. But I hear You even in the silence. Soft whispers echoing symphonies of love songs and truths. Thank You for loving me even when I have doubts. When I feel like I no longer have the strength to carry on, You are there. Always. Lord, take my hand, and don't leave me. Don't let go, for these hands are too weak to hold my own heart. Hold me, when I am falling. Despite my doubt, remind me of Your love for me that surpasses beyond all else. When I say amen, help me to believe it. Let my faith be louder than my questions.
Katie Hall Apr 2016
the ghostly thin layer of condensation
gathers on the transparent plastic
there are no ice cubes in sight
it can't be cold
but it can't be warm
the muddy brown liquid confounds me
and there's only one question on my mind...

is that chocolate milk or room-temperature coffee?
s/o to atticus why do u drink coffee out of a camelback
Alyssa Paul Apr 2016
How does someone think of something so beautiful,
as something like a poem or a book.

How does one simply write their feelings down like they were breathing?
It takes time for some, but others only mere minutes.

The beauty of what some people make
the flow of the words that relate to so many...

How does one accomplish it?
How can a person achieve something so beautiful?
with just a flick of the wrist
I feel like this sometimes when I read through the poems on this website.
Flo Apr 2016
Like the songs on the radio
My life became very drab
I am trapped, caged in stability
The unexpected went missing

How I wish the old times back
Excitement, Adventures
No responsibilities tying me down
And every day a new song on the radio
Stability is necessary, security is good
but aren't those the reason we're detaining
ourselves from living life to the fullest?
Colby Scott Apr 2016
Have you felt its bite?

The terrible

Horrendous

Ever-opening

Maw that
Threatens to
Devour all my

Certainty.

It gorges upon all that is
Bright.
Black breath flows
Over me
A
Blight
that saps my strength

My soul yearns to take flight!

Yet here i remain
Paralyzed by the
Gaze of this unrelenting
Beast,
Doubt.

Will there be
Restoration?
Can i hope for
Resuscitation?

Or is my yearning
Merely the
Death throes of
Passion

Burning

Burning

Burning

Out like a
Candle
Lit dinner?  

It shall not
Come from you,
Romance.

You rose-colored
Vagabond.
Food for the maidens
Dream.
Despoiler of my
self
esteem.

i require another
To sustain
Me.

i know it can
Be found.
One who can
Remove this yoke
From me.

Who can vanquish this doubt?

Who shall turn my discordant
notes
of Sin
Into a sinphony?

He is the
One

That will catch my boulder
As it threatens to crush
Me
At the bottom of this
Hill.

So come to me!

i haven’t the strength to yell.

If you can hear
Then
You are
Well acquainted with
My
Bones
Breaking.

i am not
Strong.

Of this i
know
For the wilting of the
Lily
Told me
so.
Mystifying Chaos Apr 2016
No fancy cars or restaurants can lead to the gates of my heart.
But a simple honest gesture in the form of words can make my soul dance with joy and wonderment.
So tell me.. am I worth the effort?
No grand proposal or a luxurious dinner date can make me love you.
But a night spent gazing at the stars with nothing but silence surrounding us can make me fall for you.
Will you lay down in silence and think about those celestial bodies?
I don't ask for much you see... I just want your company. Don't mistake me for a low maintenance person. Because I'm not. But I'm not a high maintenance either. I'll demand your attention. I'll crave for your affection.
You may shower me with those exquisite presents but don't.. not even for a second think that they'll have any affect on my feelings towards you.
I'm a woman of my free will. Neither your wealth nor your expensive price tagged gifts can make me fall in love with you. Give me your love. Devote your time. I'll return it with an abundant love and grant you with the opportunity to be the love of your life.
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