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Angelique Jan 2020
product of butchered philosophy
men must suffer at the hands of those distracted
by their thirst for their self interest  
punishment is dealt at the request of politics
radical voices
which are silenced by the liberty bred into the rebel
who too fought against crimes
seeking refuge in a new land
but would not allow refuge to those
who suffered at the hands of their destruction
Hunter Sep 2019
First you take a drink,
Then the drink takes you.
You start asking,
Could have,
Might have,
Or should have.

I’m starting to realize that anger,
Tears,
And sadness are for those who have given up.
Have I given up..?
Is drunkenness a temporary sucicide?

My anxiety is feeling like a rocking chair,
It gives me something to do,
But it doesn’t get me far.
It’s not stress that kills me,
It’s how I react to it.

Baby open your door,
Cause I’ve been waiting for my blessing.
Give me all the keys,
And I’ll lock away the darkness.
If your grace is an ocean,
Then please let me drown.

In your arms,
I find refuge.
Did you say you love me?
Or do my ears deceive me.
Cause I’ll say the same words,
But I’ll shout them clearly.

I’m so glad you came,
You drew the curtain on the night.
When you call my name,
I can’t help but smile.
I started my life drinking a lot thinking I had control of it leading to troubling moments in my life. Soon my emotions were overcome with anger from exes and the way people treated me, my nights of being drunk felt like "clarity" like I was flying awat from my problems. My anxiety started to get worse and make me feel hopless, and the way I treated it was stupid on my part. Thank god I was able to meet my lover who is always giving me grace on my mistakes, she calls out what I do wrong so I can fix It. I'm so happy she walked into my life, she's able to rock me to sleep and make me forget about all my worries. I love you J.J.L
Avant de nous couvrir de l'or, de la myrrhe et de la rosée
Des eaux de nos volcans secrets
Je voudrais avant l'ultime explication
Avant qu'on n 'enterre sous nos mahots bleus,
Nos arbres à pluie et nos figuiers étrangleurs,
Panthéons naturels de nos divinités
Nos cordons ombilicaux amoureux,
Je voudrais, ma fine amour,
Qu'on fasse ripaille dans les Terres Inconnues
Qu'on fasse les 800 coups dans la Mer Dangereuse
Qu'on mange, qu'on rie, qu'on s'émeuve dans la Mer d'Inimitié
Qu'on prenne à bras le corps nos insaisissables cris et gémissements
Incompréhensibles de dugongs et de baleines à bosses
Qu'on s'en saisisse et qu'on les épingle
Comme des papillons rares sur une planche
Ou des fougères phosphorescentes sur un herbier
Sous du papier buvard avant de les faire sécher
A l'étuve de nos passions microendémiques.
Etudions la fréquence de nos cris
Et de nos épanchements
Grâce aux balises GPS
Inventorions les sauts intimes, les semences nouvelles, les racines-arceaux
Et donnons un nom local et scientifique à chaque nouvelle espèce
A chaque nouvelle danse, morsure, griffure ou caresse
Récupérons des spécimens de nos territoires
Identifions les hot spots de notre patrimoine amoureux
Et en fonction de leur risque d'extinction
Elaborons un plan de sauvegarde de la biodiversité
De notre Carte de Tendre
De nos fonds, de nos mangroves et de nos pitons.
Nous sommes botanistes, océanographes et naturalistes
Nous sommes vétérinaires de notre réserve naturelle
Notre jardin des plantes, notre forêt, notre laboratoire
Notre pépinière, notre refuge, notre corps tropical.
Little Piper Dec 2013
Once a time we met
You were there smiling charmingly
Keeping your eyes away
I stood unnoticeable
I watched as you speak
As you laugh and your eyes sparkle
That charming smile I'd say!

Once a time we became friends
I enjoy teasing you, fighting with you
You never knew
Nevertheless, you treated me well
I stood frozen
I watched as you smile
As you talked with full interest
That charming look that I'd say!

Once a time we got together
We cuddled, laughed and talked
We hugged, kissed and smiled
I stood speechless
I watched your face lighten
As you looked at me with love
That warm love I'd say!

Once a time we fought
We shouted, yelled and argued
We throw tantrums with ego
I stood heartbroken
I watched your angry face
That fear I'd never forget
That person I'll always love..
San-Pei Lee Jul 2019
Can you let my heart be your home
Because the only one I want to take refuge in is yours
Starscapes on summer nights
That we will always find ourselves returning to
Nimrod kiptoo May 2019
She got lost between the tangled nets of my memory.
Wordsmith Apr 2019
There are many of us
Yet few like us
Different tho we might be
Least we know our difference together

I felt alone
And you extended your solace
A comforting refuge
In fight and in counsel

Now my days fall silent
And I seek your voice
Have you indulging my quirks
Or chiding my folly

Try as I might
To fill this void
Words are spoken
Yet silence persists

Wherever you are
I miss you my friend
Wherever you are
You are but far
Some friendships will always remain dear
A Simillacrum Apr 2019
Had a thicc fog,
had a dark bog
and its bad, bad
presence, manifest
and ****** me.

Here I thought it left me.

I think leaves me over,
over and over, again.

Had its tendrils
fill the holes full,
fill me with hope,
pull out suddenly
and depress me.

I thought it came for me,

turns out it does leave,
turns out it leaves,

most likely, when I need it.

So,
Bright Beam,
I offer you refuge,
I offer you         my bad blood,
If you'll only do
What I need done
I offer you         my ill love,
I offer you deluge,
Bright Beam,
So,

Please,
Fill me up.
Sim Apr 2019
perhaps I was only a tribute to your pride
perhaps you sought refuge in moments of raw desire
perhaps the nobility of loving was too much to ask for.
Quinlyn Feb 2019
Music is a refuge
A sanctuary
From the people looking down on you with disdain
From the worlds pain
From the people driving you insane
From the things worse than *******

From the people you can't trust
From the ones seeing only disgust
From the things you wish you wouldn't have discussed
From the moment you think you might combust

From the anxiety
From the peoples mood variety
From the bad notoriety
From the loss of sobriety
Music heals all
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