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B Nov 2020
the brush quivered with the
gentle anticipation growing,
never slowing in her hungry
tummy

she clawed through
thistle and thorn to get a peak
of that pale blue reflection
coercing her towards the shore

the fairies sang of the divinity and
omnipotence stored in the ripples
and if you squint hard enough,
they giggled, there’s surely more

she cast her gaze down to god
and saw thorns trapped in
strands of hair and vines
twisting around with scorn
Grey Rose Nov 2020
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Sunday
I search for that day
That we can be together
I haven't found a way
But I know you're out there, my treasure

It doesn't have to be for forever
I don't need a dozen years or 8 months
Not a week
But perhaps for just one day
I'll be the one you seek

So for you, I'll look
In empty churches
In crowded bars
In long books
In dying stars
In forgotten poems
In 90s songs
In wet dreams
In the bottom of ponds
In river streams
In a sunset's view

For that day, where you would look into my eyes and feel about me how I feel about you

And you'll understand
In my search.. all the things I went through

Yet.. maybe.. a day like such
Doesn't exist in this world
So it only makes sense, that I search the universe too

When we finally touch souls
Maybe we'll lock eyes behind distant stars
And wrap around eachother in black holes
Our Celestial Bodies colliding
Making supernovas out of control
We'll kiss as we ascend
Devouring eachother whole
Falling in love again and again

And we'll be amazed
Of how all of this.....
Almost wouldn't have happened
But it will

Somewhere in this timeline
Maybe it won't last a day
Perhaps not even a minute
But for just one second
Time will stay still
For a moment
Not long enough to measure
For just one breath
For just one glance
For that one heartbeat
I'll finally find you, my treasure.
Why is my love life always so one-sided?
mae Nov 2020
we always joked that i was right about everything;

but i wasn’t right about you.
kaileia Nov 2020
where, where did you go

away from me?

now of all times, why

does it not hurt to see me bleed?

every time i think you'll prove me wrong

right back where we started.
wondering, wandering
Farheen Khan Nov 2020
I find myself searching for something
That can comfort me
Some old memories
A scarf and piece of paper
Searching something that is dead inside
And debating whether it is good to let go or to hold on ,

I find myself searching for memories that I'm proud of and some that I regret.
I think of it everyday, I think about you everyday .

Somewhere deep down I know your happy but still  I deserve to miss you,
And to love you for all .
In memory of my lovely aunt ❤️
FairlyCultured Nov 2020
We escaped the city of damp faiths
We walked hand in hand
Far away, leaving behind waves of unknown
Something like...
A journey of detached dreams

Vagrant souls, landed somewhere far from home
Where homes don't have lights of their own
Pouring the emotions to the sands sitting under the bright sun
We waited for the dusk, then the night.

Aspirations reached astronomical height
Clear and bright in the dark sky, creating definition.
As though projected by a designed searchlight

We realised before the dawn
Here, happy moments don't feel like a loan

Wishes of the unlived unknowns have unveiled
Promises made, and you and I
We will never, again, become prisoners of lifestyle.
Michael Luciano Nov 2020
I
I took a walk through the trees to find myself in the forest.
I left myself there and continued on with my voyage.
I came to a meadow just as lost as I had started.
I meant myself there but forgot as I Departed.
I knew I could find myself high up on the hill.
I stood upon the cliff but realized that I had fell.
I took a stroll on down deep in to the valley.
I descended to the river to find myself there drowning.
I had no strength to pull myself from the trouble of the Stream.
I floated on further out toward the deep blue sea.
I camped through the night saw myself within a dream.
I awoke in the morning alone with out me.
I came to the understanding that I was just myself.
We boarded the boat and sail on out on through the swells.
RisingUp Oct 2020
With tests there's right and wrong

I loved getting the right answer

But the real world doesn't work that way
Usually no clear answers.

But I still find myself searching
High and low
for the perfect life circumstance
that will make my heart glow

That will leave me content
Restore my joyful self
Instill feelings of hope
Fill my soul with wealth

But it's a faulty search tactic.

Life is never perfect
It can't fully be controlled
Has its ups and downs
As we continue to get old

For a perfectionist like me
This is hard to accept
If I work a bit harder
I'll never be inept

But this means perpetual dissatisfaction.
Only seeing the bad
The world's falling apart
and everyone's mad

I wish I didn't struggle with my mental health
Or think about this so much
I wish I didn't deeply care
About the world's struggles and such

I must believe I can find joy
Contentment and purpose too
To appreciate things for what they are
Hope and positivity to imbue
Kenneth Gray Oct 2020
Broken hearts a flailing,
Reaching out for something more.
Broken hearts a yearning,
For one whom to adore.

Who will it be?
Who is the one?
Who will reach the top,
When all is said and done?

It is not enough!
So much more is needed!
Is it even possible?
Is the human heart defeated?
Is the human spirit fading,
Whilst stumbling in the dark?
Where is our higher power?
Awaiting to light the spark?
Oh LORD wilt thou arise,
To be our haven and our tower?
Come forward LORD and rescue us,
Amongst our final hour!

Desperately searching hither,
Eager eyes search for THE LORD.
God, you are their tower!
Let their scanning, be not ignored!
God, you are their lighthouse.
May you be visible unto their eyes.
God, you are their haven.
Save this world before it dies!

Trust me - I know this world seems putrid,
False veils forced over eyes.
Faith and hope are gobbled up,
seemingly, before one even tries.
There's one akin to mysteries,
There's one that sees the light,
I know THE LIGHT is covered up,
In never-ending night.

I am here to tell you
Take cheer - tho' you be weak,
Blessed are the poor in spirit,
Blessed are the meek!
Knock, my friend, and you shall find,
The ONE whom we all seek!

Fret no more my friends, relax!
There's no more need for flailing!
The GOOD LORD touches hearts,
HE is the one prevailing!

With hearts so full, so full of life,
There's no more need for yearning!
He is the one whom we'll adore,
This fact you'll soon be learning!
Everything going on with the 2020 election was bothering me. I was feeling like people were looking for answers in the wrong place. As if people thought the president was the one. I just felt like people should be looking to God instead. So that idea led me to right this poem.
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