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Flo Nov 2015
Why won't you tell me everything's ok
That all the struggle got pushed out of my way
Why won't you tell me the truth
I do not need your lies to sooth

Why can't everything be the same
Who is the one I have to blame
In this everlasting change
Why does it have to be outside my range

It is so hard to accept
The truth that we cannot adept
To all the changes happening in our life
To all the incidents catching us by surprise

Won't you tell me everything is ok
for I do know it will never be that way
This poem deals with change and the struggles that come with it.
Sam Lichauco Aug 2015
It was not your disposition
That had grabbed my attention
But the brownness of those eyes
That latched on me by surprise.

I remember that day you wore
Everything that I’d normally abhor
Your horrid purple lines
And framed empty glass
That first unhinged my prejudice
Before it came to pass.

You had that unconventional sense
Of an unassuming confidence
I found it in the bounce of your walk,
And in the quirky lightness of talk.

I’ve built my walls in open spaces
I’ve seen hostility in friendly faces
Now time is but a futile element
Of shattered pieces of sediment.

You have stiffened me beyond
The normalcy to respond
That came with many years of running
From any semblance of this feeling.

Now I’m left without knowing what to do
With the unbearable lightness of you
That relieves me of many years gone heavy
And leads me to a space for two.
Amitav Radiance May 2015
When night descends
Darkened corners hearken
The soft pleas of soul
Waiting for some light
And explore every line
Sometimes crossing over
To forbidden territory
Opening the gates
To the earnest traveler
So many surprises wait
It’s a dream destination
When souls awaken
To the euphoric celebration
When night descends
Blue Sweater Oct 2014
Solemn Surprises
In happy crevices
A revelation
A confrontation
Disbelief.
The good kind.
The bad kind?
Sweet disposition
I never want to leave.
Jenny Oct 2012
I love surprises!
Well, most of the time,
if they fall in line
with what I had in mind.

And should that surprise me?
Should it be so?
That something unexpected
is not something I will know?

The way life has gone
and the way it will go
is that God will surprise me,
no matter what I sow.

God's surprises will be
unexpected and so
my mind devised
that though I may love it or not,
should I be surprised?
sanctuary Aug 2014
Surprises
Sweet efforts
They make my heart melt
Make me forget sadness
For even just a little while
I appeciate them
I even treasure those moments
Because for that instance
I feel they care
I know they thought of me
That I am a somebody
But I want to sleep
I'm not a warrior fit for battle
I am not a fair maiden to be saved
And I am not a victor in this conquest

*the world will go on but I-
I will not

— The End —