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Marcus Belcher Jul 2016
Gripping the clouds
To fly upon their wings
Heaven's delight
Every time it sings

Tell me father
Tell me now
Show me the way
Show me how

To educate
To show them the light
Teach them when to bend
Advise them when to fight

We demand change
While staying the same
Want the power to fight?
Pick a different flame
A reflection of the times
Lunar May 2016
we chased after each other
becoming dog-tired and yearning
to rest in each other's arms
i tried to reach out for him
my fingers almost touching his
but no matter how hard we try
we just can't seem to lock hands
i pushed at him and he did the same
i banged the wall, he called out my name
until our frustrations to hold each other
finally die down in our sleep
because he tells me i'm the light
and he's the shadow on the wall
and that is only how we can meet
i thought of this as i played with my shadow on the wall
and i imagined it was you {wjh}
All these kids are homeless with dead parents from all these ignorant wars, the ghetto, tragedy and famine and you're complaining about how you hate your parents that are there for you?
What in blue blazes has gotten into you?
People who are good to you
Should never be rejected
I'm sorry, but i cannot accept those words as a fact
Because they're filth painted with temporary coat
Am i supposed to be impressed?
Because i'm not
You did far worse than that
My parents couldn't do everything for me, but it wasn't due to the lack of wanting
It was the lack of everything that prevented them from doing so.
I want to tell the homeless help is on the way
I will be your guide today
But they forgot the language of caring
Due to all their previous mistreatment from other souls
They now almost forgot how to feel
I'm not going to put them on a reel
To give them bait so i could just throw them back into the river
I'm understanding of your pain
And i want something to guarantee you constant gain
Because they deserve it the most
I want to cry every time i see them digging for food out of the garbage can
But i need to stay in my poker face
And stay strong
But i'm not sure it might be for long..
I had to write this.
Angel Plant Oct 2015
We lost love and we found love
Down the winding path we went
I have to see you now
Reaching through time

Our journey will be long
As we dance along
Candles will burn on
As you take my hand

My man forever you will be
Silent plan for you I have
Together we are
As I see you this time

Walk along with me
With the morning breeze
Reaching through time
To not stand alone

I have joy just to see
His smiling face
As memories linger
Dance with me
Mercury Chap Sep 2015
Every day, every second,
Every moment,
I try shutting you out of my mind.

But, every day, every second,
Every moment,
I see you when I shut my eyes.

So, every day, every second,
Every moment,
You shut me behind these mirrors
Of faithful reflection.

And, every day every second,
Every moment,
I shut myself behind these bars,
Resisting myself from reaching you
Kathleen M Aug 2015
I hear that bitter sweet voice
Sharp and cloying
She's so beautiful
But cold and spiteful
Leaving traces of her touch
"I'll take you away from this"
I won't listen to her
I reach out to something safe
No answer
She gains confidence with every ring
No anwer
"Remember my sweet release"
I try again stretching up clawing out of the pit
No answer
I stop reaching
She has my attention
Thomas EG Aug 2015
Hopeful fingers reaching out
Searching for more than we need
Greed exists within us all
Without denial, without a doubt
Hope, hope, hope...
Right beneath the surface
Another one from the journey home!
Thomas Maltuin Jun 2015
who you are
what you did
when you fell apart
where you stand
how you got there

why you left

you are beautiful
    not perfect
I hope you do your best
    or die trying
if I could find your pieces
    I'd put you back together
I have to search for you first
    in a word anyway
I would try to find a way
    I will be praying

because I care enough
    to hope for understanding

Who must I be
What are the steps
When do I start
Where is my courage
How can I help

Why do I worry

Things I don't know
but I'd like to

I will be praying
God forbid,
you become another lost

answer
When a friend of mine has a problem or loses their faith,
I don't hate them, I love them all the more.
I feel like crying. True friends want to help.
Friends standing on the beach,
Talking about what they preach.

Beers in a bottle,
Their thoughts on full throttle.

Justifying their strive,
to live a life.

Talking about the same thing in the same way,
but with a different take.

In all this strife,
while we seek for ultimate fulfillment in different things,
we forget we're preaching and reaching in different ways.

But that is how the universe spins,
Within and Without,
And I accept that it spins and spins,
even when I think of nothing,
even when I think of everything.
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