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Who makes a water speak?                                                           ­                       
A rock!
Amharic  proverb though I prefer to remain tight lipped some one is forcing me to speak.
Arcassin B Aug 2016
By Arcassin B & Olivia K


OK: On a cold March day I was stranded.
In a place all lined with darkness. Walls enclosed me real tight, I have a huge desire to fight, They say there are responses, one or sometimes two, fight or flight is what they say, looks like I'm here to stay, a cell phone in my pocket shines just a little light, on the wall to the right in silver pen be wrote, welcome to the wishing well, is this heaven or is this hell,
AB: Trauma speaks in silence letting me know in a state of euphoria, Things are not what it seems by any and all means When your own people ready to Bury ya, looking at the four walls like "how are you doing sir" never felt more than a burden in vain to the rest of the planet of sleepless individuals with no time on their hands just walking around for the next transit.
©ABPoetry2016

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Bleurose Jul 2016
When you roar,
it must be planned,  
with the right ears to listen, the best time to stand
and the right place - so your voice echoes across the centuries.
With the power of all those that spoke before you
For the same cause
The same fight.

Let your body move with power
Confidence
Always be proud of your scars.
They show the things you have lived through
The things you have endured.
Carry yourself with pride, and people will follow.
Oskar Erikson Jul 2016
I WRITE LIKE I SPEAK.

HOWEVER

I WRITE BECAUSE I CANNOT SPEAK


pretty useful talent right?
Oskar Erikson Jun 2016
Good morning all, this morning i awoke
and i wanted to say something.
I got dressed in fibers made in who knows where,
traveled on a train made of who knows what,
to speak to you fine people probably thinking
"Who the hell is this!?"
but i wanted to say something.
You see, i'm not the brightest kid in the club,
the sharpest neither-
can't make a universe with my words nor build a story with my soul.
i don't have that talent but
i wanted to say something.

There is no greater moment
than the moment just gone.
These words, fleeting like grains of sand from my mouth
i want them to take root in your hearts and build a thousand sandcastles, so i can proudly say i made a beach out of the intangible
and no amount of sea salty hatred can force it to
perish.
i wanted to say something. something you wouldn't forget and
something i wouldn't regret.

I wanted to say something.
so, good morning everyone
what kind of story shall i tell?
I had to create a spoken word piece for my school, here's the fruits of my effort!
If you have something on your mind that you need to say
But not too sure of what i'm going to say
Think about it a little
But don't let your chances become brittle
I'm limited time only before some lucky girl is locked in hands with me
If you want to be that girl
You have to speak up
I can't read your mind
And i absolutely hate assuming
So don't wait longer than you need to.
Mica Kluge Mar 2016
Some people speak
In riddles, but I
Speak in quotes.
One day, I will find
My own words to
Say what I'm thinking,
But, until then, these
Half applicable words that
Someone else wrote
Will have to be enough.
Maybe, one day, I'll
Have the courage to step
Out from behind someone
Else's florid prose.
But, until then,
Shakespeare and Dickinson
And Eliot and Twain and
Dr. Seuss and Homer and Dante
Will fall from my lips
As trees shed their leaves.
xmxrgxncy Feb 2016
If we were alone, there's so much I wouldn't say....
Jennifer Jan 2016
If you aren't going to give me any time it's okay.
But don't act like you do
just to meet your preconceived ideas about friendship.

You might give me a compliment from time
and support me in what I do.
But then completely disregarding your promises
isn't okay with me.

So I’m going to find someone who
can give me as much as I can give them.
And for shame, I’m not yours
and your not mine.
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