Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2019
Those who are most ready for a bad meal,
Are those who are starving.
Xaela San Dec 2019
I think
I've found love from an unlikely source
I've found it from something simple

I've found it from a simple laughter
I've found it from a simple brush of our arms
I've found it from a simple good morning
I've found it from a simple curve of his lips

I think
I've found love from an unlikely source
I've found it from the way he acts

I've found it from the way he looks my eyes
I've found it from the way he hold my hands
I've found it from the way he walks slowly to match my pace
I've found it from the way he talks to me

I think
I've found love from an unlikely source
I've found it from how great of a person he is

I've found it from how he can remember the things I've said before
I've found it from how he can be strong in times of pain
I've found it from how confident he can be
I've found it from how caring and loving person he is

As cliche as it may sound  
I think I've found love from an unlikely source
I've found it in his flaws and
He's a great person, he doesn't know it yet.
"I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
My head is screaming "Get a grip girl"
-I Won't Say (I'm In Love)
Alan Menken, David Zippel
Glenn Currier Dec 2019
There you are through the seasons
quietly standing
in your humble green
not seeking attention or glory
even in spring your little magenta flowers
peak out from your branches too modest
to make a loud fuss.

The scent of your body
transports me
to the place of your birth,
the plains of heaven.

May I take your simple doctrine
of acceptance and humility
to heart and rest silently
unconcerned with appearance
happy to let a soft inner light
be the meek gospel of the universe.
This morning I was reflecting on the way the divine is manifested (and mostly ignored) all around me in the most humble things of creation.  Then I noticed the sage bush in our back yard, planted and growing a little way off from the corner of the sidewalk.  I remember smudging (burning a small bunch of sage) as a meditative spiritual practice decades ago. I can almost smell the unique aroma of the smoke rising to my nostrils and on to the heavens.  Even the memory gives me a momentary wonderful peace.
TS Ray Nov 2019
You came out of poetry,
your beauty enumerated by,
syllables of two lengths.
I wish I can write your form.

Arranging an eye catching detail,
you are in every spiraling leaf,
circling in and around its stem.
Are you showing us nature is not random?

You are in daisies” geometry,
even as pine cones are made in symmetry,
nearly completing the pineapples design as though it is rudimentary,
How I miss this visual isometry
Are you saying there is order in chaos?

Mathematics of last sum,
made in addition with previous one,
and one before the last,
is how we simplify you.
Are you showing that beauty lies in simplicity?

Showing how to go from strength to strength,
teaching us learnings are cumulative,
you are my new additive affection,
So, show me more!
Tamara Lynn Nov 2019
It’s so simple and sweet
To savor the simplicity
When you let your mind retreat
Surrounded by serenity
With a sense of feeling complete
Minds can be messy, cluttered, and muddled
Do yourself a favor
Center your attention on the explanation most likely to be
Occam’s Razor
Clarity is the key
Rachel Glen Oct 2019
i try to bring myself peace
in the tall grass rippling like waves
a sea of greens, purples, and yellows
i dream that i am floating
running my hand along the bottom of the flat clouds
holding a ray of sunshine
like a warrior, conquering all the lands
until i've created a home among the wildflowers
somewhere for you and me to finally be
a slice of paradise in a very large world
where everything makes sense
and i don't feel quite so alone
Abimael Oct 2019
If I would whisper you
I could melt your soul
The words that I can see
Are connected through feelings
And if we stare for to long
More of south than north
But, I will dream about you
Dress with full lust
As equal as we are
Bring...
420 as flowers
-TheJudas
Lets stalk about the sun, while we watch it under
a blanket.
M Solav Jul 2019
I wanna make it simple
But it ain't
Though it is.

I thought it'd be easier
If I stopped
But I kept going.

I tried to correct the course
But no excuse
Could be admitted.

So I keep on writing
Just to seem
Like I knew it all along.
Written in July 2019


— Copyright © M. Solav —
This work may not be used in entirety or in part without the prior approval of its author. Please contact marsolav@outlook.com for usage requests. Thank you.
__________
Next page