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Dante Rocío Jun 2020
I walked in rain today.
As a trooper I came,
on my own,
as the rain’s body I,
in the forest on the road back,
left.
Rain put Home on my lips,
head
and lungs
through chills of tundra in them,
blurring of the vessel
by streams of constancy
on my visage.
So close to the most righteous place of me,
of appurtenance,
I almost came into ragged breaths,
oxygen not sufficing for Heart.
Weren’t it for the body
I had to take care of
and still don’t know
how to leave unattended,
I would have begged all that water of crystal,
turning all the world into shiny blurs,
to take me with itself for a joyride
and don’t return to this land soon.
Rain is that flicker of Night missed in the Sun and brings back that contact va banque
Soloy Jun 2020
Stringing my ukulele by the seas,
music is my solemn company.
Calming waves, dark and gloomy
beneath the lights, shining ever brightly.
I want to be above it.

I realize after sitting for a bit that
this is not an escape, but
a mistake.
Stories of broken sailor dreams
of freedom and peace,
Lies only in fantasy

Our concrete reality, moulded by
waves of uncertainty.
Should we anchor our lives upon it
The lights speak to me.
Soloy Jun 2020
A pocket dimension
cordons me away
From the world.

I fall asleep in Anne's room.
But when I wake I open my eyes
and see

from the inside
the leaves from the vines falling
so slow, surreal.

I see the outside world, but who sees me?
Only those who've come to seize
come to see.

But I am unaffected,
Protected by the warmth glow
of my humble abode

A place of serenity
that I call
home.
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Soloy Jun 2020
Giant Chasm
【I】close my eyes
and see the darkness deep inside.

Echoing through
chamber
walls,
My thoughts
warped
like squiggly lines,
bouncing off rusty granite.
Moving at the speed of light,
Transcending time,
the thoughts recalled the longer [̲̅I] bide.

I grit my teeth as I bare
the Truth,

am but alone
In my own mind
I want to fly out of myself
And soar and dive
And forget I was ever born

I want to be borne aloft
By heat and wind and rain
And the scent
Of a lilac-laced evening
In spring

I want to fly out of myself
And away
Far away
From
you
Petrichor Jun 2020
Is not the absence of somebody
But the presence of the true self
I am sick of playing a role i never auditioned for
Being subjected to judgemental eyes
Sometimes there are remnants of hope
To encounter the right person
Who could become a friend,a lover,a kindred spirit
But that desire is ephemeral
No,I must remain alone
Embrace the void,the vacant space,the stillness
For only here can i exist
SEAN May 2020
The soil in the garden,
Pink-colored plastic flamingos
Rusty, and damp backyard
We've planted orchids, remember?
Everything is a palace

Every palace endures solitude
But I am no palace
An apparition,
The maiden I see at night
The roofs are crying

Your memories are still here,
And your clothes, always dusted off your favorite
Your lavander dress, paired with your yellows
Dancing in the meadow
I never liked dancing alone
You don't have to go
But if you must,
Escape to a place
Where the cold winds blow,
A place of starry nights
And even better snow.
Caro May 2020
I need these nightly rituals, now;
the damp smell of the earth
as I water the garden,
the happy presence
of seedlings sprouting,
a moment alone
with the new moon rising.
Noticing how,
wherever there are spaces,
Life fills them up.
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