I praise the lords
So much

They too know, they
Don’t deserve it

I find, such
Selfless and un-noticed,
Moving humans,
Who never cared recognition

Nevertheless, they,
keep moving

Now I,
keep them closer.
Genre: Rational
Theme: switching priorities
and then there was you
who, without knowing
just knew
(move) to
rhythms (my)
(soul) can’t help
but d a n c e
you move my soul along
y o u
vibrate to (the)
(Cosmic) Truth
a tune my soul
g r o o v e
a cosmic dance
Mane Omsy Feb 10
As I rush back
To my young days
Wished I had stayed there
For a while longer
To make things right

Where as I'm falling
And never touched the ground
Frightened of what it could do
To me

I'm waiting for someone
Recognition to my ink
So, later I'll be glad
That everything was worth it
meeting for the (first) time
our bodies may have (though)t
but deep down (my) internal clock
had endlessly ticked a (rhythm)
that had always (synched)
(to you)r every thought
first, though, my rhythm synched to you
one girl pours out
her heart and soul
on paper with ink
and shares her true
emotions with the
world but doesn’t
receive as much
well deserved
recognition as the
other girl who has
only her tits to share

then there’s the
other girl who
has it
the emotion
the heart
the soul
the tits
which essentially,
has nothing at all
but with the right know how
she can rule the world

I guess,
you have to die a little
if you wanna make it fast
No disrespect to women. Just an observation I’ve been noticing on other social media sites.
i am not one for making bets
but i bet your heart skipped too
when my soul recognized you
I must confess

to a most heinous crime

for less than 5 minutes

after I wrote my rhyme,

I came back with a click

and was nearly sick

to find I'd no views,

no adulation, no news,

no-one to recognise

my wondrous wordsmithery.

Then in my inner ear,

to dispel all fear,

a whispering noise,

a gentle voice:

"If there is no love for words in your heart,

but merely for applause and for public cause,

shed a tear for your efforts, for they'll never be art."
Anomaly Oct 2017
Today I laid in bed a total of 7 more minutes than I should have
before rushing to get ready for work.
I let that sinking feeling pull me under.
Drowning in my own bed,
No thoughts actually running through my head,
Just a mind numbing realisation that I’ll have to get up at some point.  
But I just laid there.
No emotion on my face.
Eyes glued to the ceiling
Blinking every 4 seconds,
Before letting out a long sigh
as if my soul had been sent back to me.
Then i caried on with the day as normal.
This is just a small section of what it’s like waking up for a person with depression. There are many people in the world who suffer with such an extreme depression that they can’t actually gather the mental strength to get out of bed. I believe that this issue should be recognised world wide. Thank you for reading x
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