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Loveless May 2016
Life
Is bad
It throws
Many worse situations
In whatever path we take

Sometimes
We feel
So weak, powerless
Fragile, exhausted, spent, hesitant
In front of those situations

But
The only
Intention of them
Is to make you
Stronger, wiser, mightier and better

It
Is your
Test of life
We all have to
Go through and top them

So
Stand up
No matter how
Or why you fall
Fight and become better you

And
One day
Life will lose
Seeing your brave heart
Bowing in front of you
Pyramidal poem
Just a try with first line constituting one word second two words and so on for five lines

Thank you elsa for providing me another idea for a poem.
Sourodeep Apr 2016
All the damages done
which are  huge in magnitude,
constant repairs need to be run
by efforts taken with right attitude

The impact an event has on us
takes time to settle the dust
Like after being run over by a bus
months of treatment becomes a must

It takes a day to plough the field
for a healthy plant to sow a seed.
Plenty of water for a fulfilling yield
and a season of patience brings what you need.
Time is the best healer
for the patient believer
Arcassin B Apr 2016
By Arcassin Burnham


The way we live....this life does not want to be
Put on hold in the midst of the stress,
We can not caress the agonizing pain away,
That was the task at hand at its best,
But we failed,
We're living in hell,
No absolute way in hell,
I will let us fall.......in a pit of the shame that was
shaming the clueless,
But right now we're aware,
Escaping our lives,
To get rid of the foolishness,
Gotta put up a fight,
I'm not dying tonight,

I wouldn't be telling you this if I didn't care,
From your true statements with a perfect
Stare,
You see all the faults and the anger beheaded
The only two options are sitting there,
You look at problems,
No, it's not fair,
I hear it in your voice and I know you care,
How could I forget the arrangement we
Made,
I couldn't have forgot we're a perfect pair.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/04/couldnt-have.html
Arcassin B Mar 2016
By Arcassin Burnham


I'm washing my hands now...
I'm washing my hands of you,
The feeling of dread is tasteless,
But you have no intention to be rude,

~[ I'M TOUCHING YOUR FACE]~
~[JUST LOST IN THE WORLD]~
Thinking of a million ways,

of you just hurting me,
feeling so sparkly,
while your eyes are still blue

No control of what my mind is thinking,
From my feet to my eyebrows,
Washing bad memories away now,
You use to wanna make me proud,

~[I EXPLORED ALL YOUR FEELS]~
~[WON'T YOU GIVE ME YOUR LOVE]~
~[FRUIT WAS MEANT TO BE PEALED]~
~[AND I WANNA OPEN YOU UP IN YOUR LOVE]~

of you just hurting me.


http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2016/03/sparkly.html
Very bright in our futures
KL Taguiam Dec 2015
We all have seen
people,
places,
and different situations
that questions
everything we have learned,
believed,
seen,
and heard.
It is up to us whether to
label those things
as mere fallacies,
or to uphold them
as utter truths.
But this isn't always the case.
The process of acceptance
is not always easy.
It involves a lot of self-berating,
self-loathing,
listless moments,
melancholic states,
and finally,
reluctant adaption,
to the current norms,
notion,
and societal views,
that forces us to change
our views,
our versions of truths,
our perception of reality,
and our own self-image.
We must always beware
those situations; let it not
deter you.
For, dear, you are
what you are,
and what you believe;
your conviction,
your truths,
your freedom from
these mind-altering moments,
will not be taken away from you.
Do not let yourself
be washed away
by the waves of
fanaticism.
To the gullible. May this piece never offend you.
Elizabeth Novak Nov 2015
Sometimes God let’s you go through hard situations
to let you see a sign
of his power
his love
him.
Like he hardened pharaoh’s heart
working through a stuttering man
he let his glory shine through.
Like he brought Naomi back in mourning
to start a lineage in Ruth
of mighty kings of God.
Like he sacrificed his Son for all
to cross the separation of sin to make a way.
Sometimes God let’s you go through hard situations
to create in you a fire
a desire welling up
reaching out
for him.
Jellyfish Aug 2015
What am I afraid of?
Here is some sort of list,
I'm afraid of snakes, bugs, bats, birds, and nearly anything that can fly!
Those aren't the only things I'm afraid of that are also alive though.
I'm afraid of horses, piranhas, elephants and heights
Pregnancy, loud noises, hospitals and walking outside alone at night.
I could probably go on and on with this list because fear is somewhat infinite and I will
I'm afraid of loud noises, being left behind and the germs of childhood friends and others who could've smothered them on my pillow from drooling at night
I'm afraid of school, females, males, and people in general. Failing. Falling. Drowning and death. Who knew there could be so many things haunting me?
****. Bridges that are taller than me, being lied to, aging, and foods that are too spicy.. It may sound childish, just stay away from me if you're eating spicy calamari..


Did you think I was done? Because I've only just begun..
I'm afraid of situations, such as when people distance themselves from me too quickly. It ties into my fear of being left behind,
Don't abandon me.
I'm afraid of my mom, needles, parties and more it's mostly because of past experience, but I'll leave out the gore..
Mike Essig May 2015
The lonely silence of five in the morning.

The cat sprawls upon the bookcase
dreaming whatever cats dream.

Only the waking birds sing out.

Another morning in the same room.

In Zen they say: sit where you are.
External circumstances don't matter.

But I am sorely vexed by this room,
this quiet, these walls, reality.

I do not wish to wake to this again.

In Vietnam, my first conscious thought
upon waking was, "****, I'm still here."

Once more it has come to that.

A prison is anyplace you don't want to be
and can't leave. I am locked in prison.

Age and circumstance have sentenced me.

Nowhere to run; nowhere to hide.

Only the difficult admonition: sit where you are.
And settling upon the cushions, I try and try.

If you know of anyone who needs the services
of a broken, old, poor, poet monk, call me.

   ~mce
Seriously.
Martinez May 2015
I left feeling alone,
and now that I'm here I am lonelier
that I've ever been.
It's sad, right?
How can one never see the light.
But in the end pain will explain,
what words never made.
No wonder we decide suicide,
no one ever make us pride.
Kindness is strongly mistaken for weakness,
in a world were love is frequently mistaken for
forgiveness.
Excuse me if I am being too blunt,
but in this world we are consider naive,
people who don't express their feelings correctly are always
the one I fear the most.
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