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trinity Mar 2018
i finally remembered what it was
to feel happy and content
instead of just "not sad"
the sun comes around more often
sticks around longer
it paints my world in colors more beautiful
than those it gives the sky because suddenly,
when my friends laugh , i can too
and i am loud again
and instead of walking, i skip
suddenly, instead of dreading the day,
i wake up to moments full of potential
and i worry less about every single thing i do
suddenly, being with people
is as invigorating as it used to be
once upon a time ago.
of course, the rain will come again
and the sun will leave with summer
and it is then, especially, that i will hurt again
but suddenly, i have hope.
story time! i've suffered from depression, and more recently, anxiety on and off for a few years. my parents can't afford to get an official diagnosis done, but in looking at my symptoms and consulting others, i think i may have seasonal affective disorder (or s.a.d.). of course, it's technically a self-diagnosis and i hate to be "that person", but this is just how i've been feeling the past few days as spring rolls around so i thought i'd explain about s.a.d. for some clarity.
suddenly the world is beautiful
suddenly the world looks wonderful
suddenly the world sings with delight
suddenly the world has skies so bright

it's all because we've*
found love my dear
and our shared love
shall always endear

in divine devotion
our hearts shall stay
with an accord so
glowing of day

suddenly the world has a closeness
suddenly the world shows such happiness
suddenly the world dances in perfect time
suddenly the world gifts a lasting chime

forever our love
shall be so lush
in each and every
season of lovely blush

darling our love
was meant to be
a combination
of such blissful lee

suddenly the world speaks of harmony
suddenly the world is a symphony
suddenly the world feels so ideal
*suddenly the world has a starry appeal
Jean Sharlot Nov 2017
one
I right thousands of letters.
But only “u” hurts me a lot.
It tears me apart every time it pops.
But all I can do is just write it down,
To  keep my alphabet complete.
For me to learn how to move on.
nica Jan 2018
Suddenly

I saw you months ago but I was too busy chasing the past
Keep on blaming myself for losing something that I wish would've last
I lost interest to everything, broke down and worst, I thought I wanted to die
But thank goodness I was snapped and brought back to my sanity
Through God, family and closest friends, I slowly healed
Till now I know Im a working progress
So when new year's came, new perspective came as well
And you're one of them
On a cold day of January, I saw you on a different light
Now you're all I think about
...
Àŧùl May 2017
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.
There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly.

Though we are separate now,
On different lands...
But we have walked along,
Holding hands...

There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...

Though we are distant now,
So far away...
But we have moved along,
Hips in sway...

There's a lot,
Passing between,
You and me,
Suddenly...
It's an original song of mine.

My HP Poem #1552
©Atul Kaushal
Arturo Hernandez Mar 2016
I saw your neck line.

I felt a wind
Being blown to my chest,

We were in a crowd when
Suddenly,
We were the only ones there;

The earth stood still
and for a moment I thought
I could hear my own breath.
ciannie Nov 2015
couples spill from Cornucopia
caught, clutched, crunching
onto pavement as they slam
and the gravel ground scrunching

the force of their sudden landing
holes burnt through atmospheric rubble
new age, new kids, new scorn
a five-thousand-decade struggle

and singles sprout subtly
sporting secular ideals
throwing nuclear doubts and partitions
jealousy: frozen frosted steel

hearts in half and searching
they thaw eventually to the sway
the hallowed pairs light up red strings
to help them on their way
references to about three cultures in here, idk if more
guessing game~
Rockie Jul 2015
We all have to grow up some day
Get a job,
Earn money,
All that jazz.
It's funny,
Because it comes sooner
And more quickly,
Way scarier
Than some of us realise.
It dawns on us
Like a tidal wave on an unsuspecting village,
Or hurricane that didn't show on the radar.
Just think,
Everyone grows up.
Even if we don't want to.
Cheyenne Jun 2015
I can’t help wondering
if he showed up suddenly
and walked right up to me
would I have anything to say?

Would he look on adoringly
when it ended so horribly?
Or is it only me
left feeling this way?
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