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Vishnu R Nov 21
कोशिश थी किसी और की बनने का,
पर क्यों, जब खुद का न बन सका।

जब ढूंढा था आपको, था मेरा जीवन बेरंग,
पर इस खोज ने कर दिया है उसको सतरंग।

काश औरों को समझा पाता मैं इस सफर की अहमियत,
बस आप ही हैं इस कायनात में कायमियत।

अब बैठा हूं मैं राह की अंत पर बनकर खामोश,
लेकर नैना में एक नूर, जिससे दिखा दिया फिरदौस।
I tried to belong to someone else,
But why, when I couldn’t even belong to myself.

When I sought you, my life was colorless,
But this search has adorned it with colors.

Oh, how I wish I could make others understand the significance of this journey,
For it is only you who embody permanence in this universe.

Now, I sit in silence at the journey’s end,
Carrying a light in my eyes, one that revealed paradise.
morningdew Sep 17
Wandering around the world
Searching for something my own
I'm looking everywhere,
For a place called home

I've had hard journeys
I've fallen, but got up
Never did I stop
While trying to find,
A home that I'll love

I've had many breakdowns
Many times my heart broke,
But a single wish kept me going
The wish for a home

Days and nights passed by
I sat on streets and on thrones
But never did I feel like
I'm sitting in my home

I've been in many places
Eaten on plates of gold, and of steel
But, never did it taste like
A home cooked meal

I wondered many times
How would it feel?
Then, I thought, It doesn't matter
As long as it's a home that's real

A place called home
Filled with love and life,
Where I won't get backstabbed
By somebody's knife

A place called home
Where I'll never be alone
So, If I go out someday
I'll know, I have a home

Even in the hardest days,
I'll have a home, where I can rest
The problems will sweep away,
By themselves
To me,
My home will be the best

And when the time comes
For me to sail towards the sky, that's blue
I'll know that always
I have a home
Where I can return to

So, I'll never stop looking
For that place called home
In this world, I just want
That something of my own
My home
Stephen Knox Sep 8
As the world’s greatest poet, that the world has never known.
It allows me to stroll seamlessly, in any town I roam.

Talk to people, tell my shmeele, show them where it’s at.
Some will light up in their eyes and some just say nice hat.

When I find a poem I'd like to read, often they will say.
That’s not something we do here during any time of day.

Stifled and constricted I promptly move along.
Seeing if the next town, wants to hear my song.
Bhavani Sep 7
fog
time is ticking
i see a few options and
a hell lotta fog

why do i feel stuck
i need to make money fast
questions mounting.
Jeremy Betts Apr 30
An endless search
For before the hopeless
Prior to the pain
Pre drowning in sadness
It must be there
That rare moment of bliss
I can't FUCCKING remember,
"Has it always been like this?"
A lost sliver of memory
Eerily missing the feeling like a lipless first kiss
The want and drive evident
But before it all, most memorable, there to trigger the fall, my evil twin, Sir Anxious
I tear up as I absorb old videos
Finding the smile in milestones of my son, a present I was pleasantly present to witness
"...ah, there it is,
My piece of bliss
An unchecked happiness
Oh how I miss this..."
But I did this,
I have no business
Asking for a witness
Or forgiveness

©2024
What did you want me to do with your empty casket after I clawed through the cold cemetery dirt in search of you?
A mad rabbit on its hind legs. I was a rabbit gone mad with inanity;

In the dark, I am massive; a crouched heap.

Twitch twitch twitch,
Shudder shudder shudder.

I scrape the weeds out from under my fingernails with my teeth.
Sweet chloroform tainted by a sick, chemical sheen.
The hole looms between my shadow and me. The hole sticks out from underneath.

Will you whisper to me while I weep?
Your words carried by sheets of sleet,
Bite the tip of my nose, caress the apples of my cheeks.
Cradle me in your barren arms, lull me to sleep.

Burrow burrow burrow,
Reap reap reap.
Intended to be recited in thick, deep, desperate, and guttural whispers.
SpiritHeart67 Jul 2023
You find the truth
when you look
in the places
others
have not.
Timmy Shanti Jul 2023
and just like that
off we went
setting our course
for uncharted waters

full to the brim
with hopes, ideas, memories
free at last
of values, tastes, prejudices
that weren’t even ours, to begin with

a mere word, said en passant,
was the very wind filling our sails
our hearts the wheel
our eyes the rudder

whatever storms we might face,
whatever perils lie in wait,
we shall overcome

for the ship we’re on
is called ‘love’
Written on a breezy summer day…
19-7-23
Robert Ronnow Jul 2023
--slightly out of tune

Am I right to hedge my bets on being famous, ply my arts all day alone,
silence, no tv? Mark said, the difference is people are actually listening
to **** Jagger, but I thought that’s not so big a difference.

When Dad died it only reinforced the futility of our daily efforts
notwithstanding my hopeful eulogy about our responsibilities to each
      other.

People listened then, and closely, searching for an echo
from the abyss. What is this abyss and how do I know
it’s there?
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