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Butterfly Jul 2019
I must survive, just to keep them alive.
I adore this song.
hi Jul 2019
She once let the world see her as a glass, fragile, delicate, transparent. She used to pray like God was listening. She used to make her parents proud. Until she was caught between two things: Who she needs to be and who she wants to be.

She was daisies, calm and safe
But she wanted to be a rose, confident and wild.
Into the forest she goes... to lose her mind and find her soul.

"You've change for the worst", they say.

Why should she apologize for being the monster that she is, when nobody apologized for turning her into one?..

She was not born to be soft and scared,
She was born to make the world change
To have it shatter and shake in her fingertips.

It's for you to decide whether she's heaven wrapped in hell
Or hell wrapped in heaven.

You may not believe in magic, but wait till you see her.
Her heart was never this brave, she dances with her Devils, they call her "Queen".

She had been in so many heartbreaks that her own heart learned how to saw. Forgotten flowers in lonely gardens, grow wicked blooms. She is fragile in nature, But that's what made her powerful, she made a fragile thing unbreakable. She wears her strength and darkness equally well. She's half Goddess, and half hell.

//K.P, 07022019
impromptu
Indranys Jun 2019
1/
She is small and white
She will broken into some pieces when the wind blows
She has beautiful visual
She is symbol of strength
Do you know the secret of Dandelion?
She hid her wounds from rain, sun and wind...
She never complain for her pain
Try to look out of  their root when they grow
She can live,,
Wherever she live

2/
She patiently sowed her hopes
Although she losses a thousand hopes
Even though, she looks weak and fragile...
She can survive and live well
Everything comes to you at the right time. Be patient and trust in process. Please give me comment or suggestion to make my poem more better. Happy reading
The Tinkerer Jun 2019
I feel this deep fear in me,
Something I can't truly see.
Within me, it dwells. I truly believe.
Looking into the depths of the well,
A living hell, I see staring back at me.
That darkness is all I feel.

Nobody else, no one with me,
Fear claws its way from down deep,
Digs right into me.

I feel it, I wail,
I flow, I begin to well
I flail, I scream. So silent,
Nobody else can see.
Within me, I weep.

Keeping it hidden, happiness is forbidden.
Never am I forgiven.
The promised land, my vision.
A forever expedition.

To find what I seek,
To love, to believe.
To find a connection,
To find that remission,
Finally to be given.

I go it alone, I work through my woes.
The battle's done won,
The war leaves one ruined.

Make peace with the fact,
There is no connect,
Always be alone,
You are doomed, forlorn.

Live with it and die.
You are on the decline.

Know, you are yours,
Bonded with none.

Alone is your soul.
Weary, your mind.
Loneliness if my biggest fear. A connection is what I seek. With all, and with one.
Without it, I'll always find it hard to sleep.
Dibyendu Sarkar Jun 2019
I'm a man who is not alive,
Yet I could speak like one.
I'm a man who still breath,
Yet my heart doesn't beats.
I'm a man with a smile on face,
Which probably never fades,
I'm a Man who can cry a day long,
Yet my eyes aren't wet like a rainy day.
I'm a man who can fly high they say,
Yet I don't have wings they lied.
I'm a man who lost in the sea,
Yet I don't need a shore to survive.
I'm a man who has sleepless nights,
Yet see my eyes they aren't tired.
I'm a man of love,
Yet I don't have one.
faye Jun 2019
BPM
They say that the average heart beats between 60-100 beats per minute.
But when I see you, it's so much more than that.
My heart beats so fast it feels like I'm about to have a heart attack.
But if a heart attack is the only way for me to feel your love,
If this is what it takes,
Then I'll just let it be.
my first poem to you.
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