cry you earth, o terra mary
tendrils spin and bracts so reachful,
full of grace and nothing is with thee
blessed are you among the lichen, the grasses
passions bred of pain long so do they to sky
hail o (virgin), o virgin o (fruit of thy womb),
mother of divine sorrow—o the holy soil
salt and fieldstone
Lynnia Jul 18
Contagious Yawning
Starts with one, soon everyone
Yawns contagiously.
I yawned 3 times while typing this.
Loco Cocoa Jul 15
When I'm asking why
you love me
I'm really asking
why the wind blows

at this point.

The only answer
you couldn't explain;
How can your sun still shine
in the midst of my rain?
These unsaid things
are better off said,
because you forgave me
for everything but to you

I couldn't allow the same.

A patience for distress
I'll never understand;
A slow burning candle
in a sea of darkness..

My small light of hope

dancing in the wind.
How is this possible?
The one thing I can explain -
the reason you love me,
those answers must be the same.
Siri couldn't tell me either.
Joshua Nai Jun 28
If I was blind, would I be braver?
If I was deaf, would I be able to speak?
If I was just a bit taller, would I be able to ask?
If I was just a bit stronger, would I be able to share?
If I was...
So urm, still havin fear anxiety issues. Still trying to share the gospel...
goodtea Jun 28
She’s too beautiful
Words do justice to
A great many things.

They describe raging storms,
And sparkling seas, and
All the stars in the galaxy,
But,
Nothing describes her.
.
Kivanc Jun 20
from my heart
the things you see,
the lies you heard priorly.
all that pity times was really
creepy!
III Jun 6
Okay so,
I told myself
I'd write a poem
Or something
About this because
Writing always helps
Right?

So here goes:

You came to me
In a dream last night
(Again.  God, please just leave me alone)
And asked me if
I thought of you
Often.

And I tilted my head
And smiled some
Crippled cracked grin
And my chest filled up
With warm water
And I was drowning
From the inside out
As I burbled and sputtered
Through the choking waves:

"There has not
Been a day where
I have not
Thought of you
Since we met."

And I fucking
Hate myself
Because I stumbled
Over my words
I was sure would
Spill out poetic,
Or at least better
Sounding than that,
And I wanted to
Impress you someway
Somehow
Even though the last time
I saw you
You told me you couldn't believe
You fell for my stupid poetry
The first time around,

And I fucking
Hate myself
Because now
My dreams are speaking
More truth
Than I can willingly
Admit to awake.
Gray Jun 4
I rather be at home in my own bed.

(When I’m asleep no one can hear me whispering.)

I like how everyone can be controlled inside my own head.

(When I’m asleep no one can hear me speaking.)

I can even pretend to view into my future by 'looking' ahead.

(When I’m asleep no one can hear me screaming.)

I really like how i can permanently make sure that i am never again misled.

(When I’m asleep no one can hear me weeping.)

I love being at home in my own bed.
heather May 29
the wicked witch of the west coast
after being rejected by six shy
of two baker's dozen
turned these british fiends into fruit baskets
in her new york state of mind
double ENtenDre
Strau May 20
You have just stabbed me right in chest...
But that's okay...
What? Do you really thought i would knee before you, huh?
I'll just "wear" a jacket and so nobody will ever see this...
Yeah... Maybe sometimes the jacket may get soaked with blood... but... but that's okay...
Or maybe sometimes the pain may seems unbearable... but... again... that's okay...
After all, who has never been stabbed?
That's... okay... really.

You have just broke my heart...
But that's okay...
What? Do you really thought i would sink into sadness, huh?
I'll just "wear" a smile and so nobody will ever notice this...
Yeah... Maybe sometimes that smile may begins to fade as the relity begins to weigh... but... but that's okay...
Or maybe sometimes, these feelings hurting me from inside may seems unbearable... but... again... that's okay...
After all, who never had a broken heart?
That's... okay... really.
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