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Sueño Nov 2018
Old
I’ve often been told
By many different souls.
That I’m hard to read
It’s getting old
Enough for me to forget it
Until it comes up again
And again and again.
Is it my glares to the top corner or the room
Or the stale air
Was it because I already told you ?
Worried about my feelings,
But it’s Your actions .
Do you not have any compassion
Or respect for yourself
Sour.
Here’s  another number
Take a guess
How I feel
Use your head
Tell me what’s real.
Can’t be looking down
Face glowing Up
Because you can’t talk
Like a ******* grown up
This mind game is too lame
I can’t stand your sad face but
You need a kick into reality
I told one time
Don’t you ever lash out at me
I’m a ******* inside
But I never let it out
I don’t wanna give you
Something to talk about
Everyone’s cool
Until they don’t shout
This is how
The truth comes out
I don’t know
John AD Oct 2018
Poem
Notes
Colm Sep 2018
When all around you is falling down
When the grass and trees and cricket sounds
Are no more there alive than dead
When your world is crashing inside out
To sky be bound
Look up instead

When the rolling clouds are sounding out
And the river ink is pouring down
And the flood is in your basement found
Stand proudly upon on your here and now
Don't sink your brow
Look up instead

When the voices jeer you all about
And the rumors populate the town
When commotive chaos finds your head
Don't let the horizon slip you now
Though falsehood fed
Look up instead

And when the never becomes the now
And the time like nightfall pulls you down
When the sunshine strays its fading stead
May the storms internal you allay
In peace be found
Look up instead
In short. When the turmoil grips you and the storm berates. When your hope is in shambles and your life is at end. Look up and see his goodness again. Because even the storm displays his power. Even the end portrays his goodness. You just have to look at it properly.

Easier said, right?
Colm Sep 2018
I am too much of an all or nothing
Not enough of a contented now

An exhale warm in the breath of time
And a tall windmill standing still

With a quiet mind that won't shut up
And an open mouth to catch the rain

Unceremoniously I stand
On a world of ever encircling change

And I am the same
Am I the same?
Who knows if I was always this way? Definitely not me... Lol. Question mark? Lol.
Cjf Jul 2018
Loving you
Is easy
And hard
And everything
Hating you
Is easy
And hard
And everything
This passion
Is incomparable
To everything
So why is it so easy and hard to keep the darkness that threatens us
More often than not
From overwhelming?
I'm not sad anymore I just found these on my notes
Colm Jul 2018
A wonder for one
Is there someone?
Waiting to massage your shoulders
And to see you smile
When it's not for others
But for yourself?

Is there dinner waiting
And a willingness willed?
To serve when the service
Has all but ended?

What is the sound of when
There is no public ear?
Is your voice for real
Or just for retail?

Because the shoulders ache
In the service of others
As all smiles do tire
On the road to work

But hands, kind hands
Have the kindness to admire
How they wait to be held
How they want to hold
Genuine Others
Lynnia Jul 2018
Contagious Yawning
Starts with one, soon everyone
Yawns contagiously.
I yawned 3 times while typing this.
Payton Patterson Jul 2018
Feel (April 21, 2016)

Today I feel like I'm not here.
I take in my surroundings and think to myself,
They are not mine to take in.
Am I really here?
It feels as though my very being could be waved away with the simple swing of an arm.
I feel, but the only thing I feel is the overwhelming inability to feel.
Today I feel unreal.



p.p.
I found this in my draft's. I haven't been on here since 2016.
It is strange how time changes things. There was a time when we never missed a day of speaking. We ate, breathed and slept the same thoughts. I could read your thoughts even over the   phone. Time has changed us. There are days that I don’t want to speak to you. When I do I wonder what it is that I seen in you. You are still adorable that is true. But your mindset is stagnant and I no long get you.

How does someone of a mature age want nothing in life? How does someone your age not want to strive? Now, I am not trying to be negative at all. But if you want to be my man you need to evolve. If I marry you and the bills need to be paid, are you going to hand them to me? If I let you be my one, would my strength not take your dignity? As a Lady of passion I see the man that you could be.

Yet, I can’t force you to be what I need. That is something that you have to do yourself you see. If I did not love you I would have left already. I am fighting to stay, hoping that you will change. I promise not to give my love away. But you have to do better. You need to want more. I am not your mommy and I don’t want to burp you anymore. Stay true to yourself in all that you do. When you get yourself ready, you better hope that I am still here for you.
Cjf Jun 2018
Que
‪I'm at my highest with you‬
‪feeling so unbalanced without you.. ‬
‪but for you its a wall of chemically made malice for you‬
‪It's because of you‬
‪Why I feel like I cry most with you‬
‪You're the person who could make me die with you‬
‪But you're hiding too‬
‪You make me confide in you‬
‪And I feel as if I am one with you‬
‪But you‬
‪Are you only alive when your inside of me?‬
‪When we're laughing.. do I make you feel that comfortableness to reside with me?‬
‪When you hold me do you feel like we're one in two?‬
‪Or am I just here for you?‬
‪What am I to you?‬
‪You have the darkest sides to me‬
‪The sides no one is ever allowed to see‬
‪You have all of my secrets I trust you to keep‬
‪But is my vulnerability ‬
‪Too much of a responsibility ‬
‪That makes your passion into passivity?‬
‪What can I do..‬
‪To make you not alone..‬
‪To be more than just your play zone..‬
‪What can I do?‬
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