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Dawn of Lighten Apr 2016
Coming from nobody,
I was but an afraid little boy.

Ambition or desire meant nothing to me,
And like a mouse I hid in my little corner.

Anger and torment embedded,
While lashing out at the weakest things.

In my youth I was an afraid little boy,
But my deepest desire was to express.

When you express your thoughts,
You can free yourself from torment.

With words meld with your purest thoughts,
and exposing yourself help break away from individual personal chain,

Truly those who can look at their weakness,
They can break away from their fears,
And loving one self is the first step in healing.

My empty ambition became thirsty,
And then the emptiness became desire.

I dared ambition to consume me,
And desire to take me with vengence.
No longer that little boy afraid.

See I was never free however,
Because being Korean meant family first,
But if the king was a fool?

What is love?
Better yet what is living?

Is it true vile, greedy, arrogant people live on,
But those innocence is the very first casualty?

I could not be afraid little boy no longer,
I must become a man with his dreams,
And hunger to want everything.

When I moved from Minnesota to Kentucky,
I knew no one, and had any clear vision.

I just knew if I restarted fresh from where I stood, life would open up for my conquest to reach my goals.

So here I stand in my kingdom, with fortress in developement,
For now I am the Lord of my initial dream.
I came to Kentucky as a nobody, knowing no one, but been recently promoted to STS of Kentucky market!  Do dare dream and seek, for not all your work will be in vain. All those long hours, and those time travelling paid off!
Natasha Ivory Nov 2015
One more breath..
I promise..when I fully allow my lungs to inhale..ill listen for you.
One more exhale..upon the last release of pain from this chest..ill utter praise..
One last fragment of my heart dropping like glass on a stone surface..crumbling before you..hear my hearts plea..
Gripping the surface of the earth with all that's within me..prying at the crumbles of gravel below my knees..crawling..at the pace less than a snail...hear my heart...it wails..it sees the wholeness of all that you offer...
Scratching at hells door..knees bloodied..screaming at the top of my lungs..
Copyright © Natasha Ivory Evans 2015
Gourab Banerjee Nov 2015
Clear cleavages
Thirsty eyes
Inactive organs
Get awakened
Trend of time
Revolution coming soon-Written on 10.11.2012
Ronald Christian Nov 2015
?
In just a blink of an eye
Everything, anything
Can be gone

They told me to achieve more
I tend to reach more, I thirsted
I had enough

Let the things flow
But I am confuse
Work or be destined

?
Work or be Destined
Garth Lebowski Oct 2015
I call upon you my credulous friend,
My tears to wash and heart to mend.
Come pretty poison, come quickly for me.
Let me drown in the waters of a dripping red sea.

A kiss from my voluptuous viognier
What jolly feelings lie here and there?
Truly, I’m gasping for a taste of the most divine,
‘Tis intoxicating, yet much stronger than wine.

Don’t you shiver and don’t you dare shake,
Resisting would be a terrible mistake.
You are my meal, and I’m in a hunting mood
I’ve my catch of the century, and you, a devils food.

Appears I’ve found my soul in mourning yet again,
I’m hungry and thirsting for the sap of your vein.
Let me squeeze you for a moment.
Let me bite you for just an instant.

Oh I assure you, it is a matter of life and death.
I will drink you dry and watch your last mortal breath.
Moon Wolf Sep 2015
I want to feel
Nothing in this world can heal
I really want to feel
This empty space inside me
Is that a mystery or that is real
I have a massive feelings appeal
Tell me about the cure
I would make any kind of deal
Did you try this before
Whatever you have you want a lot more
It is like a horrible hunger
In my chest, like a loud thunder
How is it like to feel
Everyday, I really wonder
It is Hunger and thirst
which one came at first
Whatever happened
Both are the worst
Please come to my life
Please come and be my wife
I miss you before we meet
Please come to my heart
Save him from pain and heat
I promise to be yours
Your love, you life and all cures
alex Sep 2015
I cling to hope like a newborn baby clings to his mother. We were all new once. There was a time in all of our lives when we didn't know that hundreds of little girls in Africa are missing. We didn't know what a bruise was much less how they got around our loved ones necks. There was a time when color was only a figment of the mind. A time when words didn't cut like glass. Our planet is crying for help. The world is 71% water but our people are thirsty. We punish our children when they use violence as the answer but have no problem sending their daddies to war. We tell grieving teenagers that they don't know what love is, but at what point do they make that transition? We blame those that go hungry on their lack of job, but make it impossible to afford the skills to get one. There is a problem. When money can rip families to shreds. When the remains of their love is scattered on the side walk, while a stack of paper grins at its control. When boys grow up in the light of a struggling single mom yet let their daughters grow up the same way. When religion is no longer about love or acceptance. When sexuality will **** you to hell, but ****** will receive forgiveness if asked. He had a dream, that our white brothers and our black brothers would come together as equal brothers. I have a dream that women will receive the same treatment as white men, and that black men will receive the same treatment as women and color will only matter when celebrating our cultures. I have a dream, that the world will no longer be thirsty.
Devoured by the intensity,
  words that quench the soul
an enchanting intoxication - -
    like a spirited ******
      whetting a voracious thirst,  
plunging in for another swallow
   of adoration's satiated ******
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