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YoungSymba Jun 2015
I remember I was dead..


The moment is finally here
My prayers have been answered,I've eternally dreamt
That here with peace I rest
and all is well.

My soul quietens from the rest it has been given since it's been ever oppressed.
Daily bricks are thrown my way.
Each day obstacles accumulate on my path.
A sigh is all that's spelled from me since these acts signify a cliché.


But tonight here on my bed I rest.
Peace will be regained as I pray for my subconscious to ascend to a serene place. Here, I am temporary dead.


Goodnight.
I simply believe sleep is temporary death. It's a blessing more than seeing a new day.
Rachel Doty May 2015
waves of calm take me over,
rippling through my mind, body, being

the pure, crisp water washes me clean
as I float on the surface

Oh! Teach me how to be relaxed so!
Are your waves like the choppy seas
in my own life? Or do you just try to
empathize?

Nonetheless, I do enjoy it,
being alone with only you and my thoughts
your encouragement letting me dive
into the deepest realms of my mind
that which I avoid in others company

True, you are silent; a mystery
Yet I feel that is what I love about you most
I was kyaking in gym class the other day and fell in love with the calmness of the water. Also, I feel at my most peaceful when I am dipping my feet in the water, all by myself.
moss May 2015
Skin made of frost
Hair made of snow
Thought to be lost
But only she knows

Dashes around
Quick as her fox
Never is bound
But destiny knocks

The cold gives life
It pumps her heart
Never caused strife
Love tore her apart

It took her down
Though she was warned
She falls and drowns
When a child is born

And as she melts
Without the cold
She knew she felt
What she had been told
Inspired by Eowyn Ivey's novel The Snow Child. What a beautiful story! **SPOILER ALERT** It's a classic Russian fairytale about an old couple without children and they build a snow child that comes to life, but this is taken to a whole knew level. In the novel it depicts a variation of the story where it ends with her falling in love and melting, but instead of her dying automatically, it's after she's given birth to a child and domesticated too long. It has a bitter sweet ending, but it is truly a beautiful story. It is definitely one of the best books I've ever read.
Matt Berkes Apr 2015
I can't speak
To the power of a god
But certainly there was
Something powerful among us,
As certainly as
The water threw the sun
Back into the sky
And as certainly as
The birds rode the air around us,
Certainly I know this.
Perhaps it was
Our collective human spirit
Rising like the trunk
Of a great tree
Whose leaves were the fruits
Of our serenity
And whose branches
Were an oasis
To the birds,
As if to make clear
That even those creatures
With the freedom to be
Anywhere in the world
Would choose to be
Among us
In this moment.
Madeleine Apr 2015
She is a willow tree, slight and swaying
Her voice comforting like the wind
Cool like the spring at dawn
But crisper,
Crystal that is not fogged up or weigh down
By the muggy droplets in the air.
Cool and blissful and serene.
She laughs and says nonsense
That you absolutely agree with
Kody dibble Apr 2015
Insignia,
The other children,
Half spent on vinyl lies,
And cherished forgers,

Chunk, all the seamlessly,
Rudimentary stigmas,
Hollow and dismal,

Searching oceans of nothing but,
Something all together
Gob: alack the day, I know you not, young gentleman: but, I pray you, tell me, is my boy, God rest his soul, Alice or dead?

The Merchant of Venice
WickedHope Apr 2015
the hush you hear
when your eyes are closed
and your thoughts have room
to echo

the tug
and tousle of the wind
you feel when you lose
direction
Meg Howell Mar 2015
I found myself a haven
between the wooded trees
there was no craze for technology
just me, myself, and my fantasies

I saw a flying bear & a time machine
floating in the air
when the clouds passed by
without a single care

There were no chaotic distractions
no messes to attend to
just walking down the sun-lit road
looking down the bend

There in my little haven
I realized that's what I wanted to be,
what my point of view should be,
imaginative, serene, happy, & carefree
Today was the first real day it felt like spring, so I went to a Battlefield park with my family & it felt absolutely amazing. The sun was shining, there was a light breeze, and I felt completely peaceful there.
Kayla Feb 2015
12/3/14

The clouds covered the sky
and brought a blanket of cold
bringing a slight drizzle along with it
All the colors in this small town
faded to beautiful shades of greys and whites
Autumn was over
The weather was finally showing it
And as the first flake of snow fell
A blissful serene silence fell over the town
I'm no good with titles but I don't just want them to say untitled idk ya feel me? oh well
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