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Alexis karpouzos Sep 2018
When you look deeply into yourself you may be able to see that there is, in this moment, a quality of aliveness that is animating you that is not philosophical and is not abstract. It's independent of what you think about it, what you believe about it and what you feel about it. It's always there! it is animating your breath, It is coursing the spirit, it is what makes it possible for you to think and speak and see and hear.
                                
                               This is the Invisible Touch.
Poppy15 Aug 2018
Let's pretend to
be someone we
can escape from
the reality and
live in the world
we dream always
play our own roles
disobey what
others ask for
carry on write
our own Fiction.
The inner growl Jul 2018
She sneaks out at night
She doesn’t blink
She smiles

The land mines
She sets
Here and there
Wherever
You let

To be one
And separate
Together
Apart

Diminish the night
With a few broken hearts
Mariah Wynn Jun 2018
Detached.
A stranger standing
In front of me.
Extrinsically scrutinizing
This figure staring back at me.
Eyes dead like a corpse
An expression of no remorse.
How did I get here!
Here, I stare.
I stare at a reflection I don't endorse.
Startled by who stands before me.
This is not who I want to be.
My current situation is not my destination
But preparation filled with painful and loving situation.flawless perfection, forgiving expectations. Designed preparation  built for Greatness.
Life is not happening to you, you are happening to life. This to shall pass. Pass it and be Great
Aine Apr 2018
It
Can't sleep without it
can't live with it either
beautiful pleasure and guilt,
that lingers each time
I close my mouth, eyes wide. Shut

it's not that I love it
it loves me more than I have it
brings me close with it's claws
tears unfold while it goes
and I don't ,

I don't want to do this anymore .

silent prayers to the gods that I'd let it go
and mercies to my mother that she'd never get to know,
her little baby is no more.

All is left is shame ,flying high
with the hope
that no one ever knows
and that these walls forever more,
keep a secret or watch it all unfold.
This Is about addiction, addiction of any kind that one battles with.  know that you aren't alone and you have the power to let "IT" go. do not give "IT" the power to hurt you more. . stay shinning
Amal Hasan Mar 2018
I spent my life trying to solve the puzzle called Life
I went to sages, read books, argued with philosophers
Life was still a mystery
The more efforts I made - the more the answer alluded me
This obsession occupied my life
I lost all friends, my family got estranged
I was ready to end my life
As I sat down to be with myself before ridding myself of this burden
I breathed the last few breaths and an epiphany struck me…
Life was not a puzzle - it was simple, repetitive, infinite
The real puzzle was ME
Aflaha Nov 2017
You were not mine
Yet I dreamed your dreams
I was walking on a mountain top
And you were a passing cloud
So I raised my arms around me
To feel your light embrace
You whispered something to my soul
A secret it so fiercely guards
There are a thousand veils between us now
We once used to be friends
I wander alone
In the valley of my dreams
And it's there, I met her
The one who says, she is me
Intrigued as I was
We walked a mile together
In a long comfortable silence
No words were worthy of trust
No destination
No need for rest
And as our feet became weary
The veils stared to drop
I could see it now - what I always knew
I could feel her pain
I cried in her sorrow
I soared with her joy
I dreamed her dream
This was her story
I was walking her journey
To her destination
Which was us
And here we are now
Staring at each other
In the absolute beauty
Of our naked selves
There is nothing to hide
Nothing to be ashamed of
We've become
What we were always meant to be.
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