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I think people interpret it wrong
when someone says home
they mean where they belong

A home doesn’t have walls
it has security and comfort
It makes you feel all fuzzy and warm
it's a house that has these bedrooms and halls

Home is a feeling
you’ll find it in that one person
who’ll make you feel warm even when it’s freezing

With each other
you’ll argue but you will also care
You will cry but then also learn to smile
with each other, everything you’ll share

You will have lots of adventures together
from dealing with life, to maybe visiting Rome
But no matter where you go, for always and forever
You will have this person as your home.
Jeremy Betts Apr 17
Everyone thinks,
"It'll get easier when I get older"
Then you get older
And you find no one's there,
No one to share,
No one to say,
"Hey,
I stay because I care"
Or
"Let's get through this together"
Making it harder than ever before
Not wanting to remember
Not even a single chapter
Though at one point,
When I was younger,
I think I use to matter

©2024
Zywa Mar 31
We only 'conquer'

our own place in the world by --


living together.
Symbiosis (Living together): the "Survival of the fittest" (1864, Herbert Spencer) takes place within systems of symbiosis (1966, Lynn Margulis)

Collection "The drama"
Jeremy Betts Mar 27
This "fairytale" I call life is Brother Grimm, too messy for Disney
Separate the good, the bad and the ugly
Or lump all three together and just label it me
Who or what is responsible for this travesty?
Well,
That's easy
Place me in font of a mirror and you'll see

©2024
el Mar 20
i've tried
many times, i have
but i cannot single handedly put together a puzzle
with all the wrong pieces
perhaps in time
some people just cannot fit together
a celestial body
lesser of age but
brighter in composition
was found to be
unexpectedly disarming
in its distorted form
unable to maintain
its expected shape
it was drawn in by
the voracious needs
of the other's gravity
a starry beckoning
that caused these
entities to draw forth
towards one another
this sharing of energies
a merger however
seemingly not unlike
those observed before

and yet something
about this pairing
steals the attention
of the experts and
the admirers alike
this rotation of one
about the other
guarding devotedly
from perils unseen
in the midst of
this stellar pirouette
there continues a chaos
pulling from all directions
both together and apart
defiant and undeniable
fluctuating with unknowns
eventually to become
Nigdaw Feb 6
loneliness
is a misunderstanding
of what together is
a feeling we need someone
to complete us
in truth
people are a pain
in the ****
I think of love
I think of you
Today I drove to get away may be a sum up of my day
How do I escape maybe peace will liberate
Maybe life will imitate who am I and what’s today?
In, my mind, I try to stay,but Time moves only one way
Am I love do I exist, cause the hates hard to resist.
Like the sickness from a disease I’m pleading down on my knees
If I’m week, I’ll never show it, unless you ask you’ll never know it
wipe off the sweat that got you bread loves in the heart not just the head
I wish a Dr could treat my hope, I wish my thoughts were filled with soap
To let them soak while Staying woke you, steady  vote just to provoke
Fire ain’t the only time you gonna see smoke, when it’s you broke. I’m broke, she broke.
I write when I don’t note I think when I don’t choke
I am ruled, by propaganda split my head, then read Miranda
I am kind I am true I’m me I’m you, like the ground that flew
Like an ocean inside a pool, wisdom, is like a tool stay calm stay cool
Rule be your creator, be greater not just a hater
I cater, but never waiter hey mother nature send me a prayer
The world is lost, and so am I, it could be me it could be I
The peace I lost was never lost only covered up by lust
Can you love without regret?  be wise and Ignorant.
like the metal they had me bent Maybe this is how I vent.
You understood what i meant when I told you you heaven sent
With my body pressed to your chest you loaded bullets on to my vest
And said, get them tiger! I’ll try my best while laying my head to rest
I build my thoughts, like birds build a nest, like honeybees on a quest
Like good Times, that never last, like signatures on your cast  
Like a blast from the past outcast, I came at last
Not too slow, but not too fast surpassed, but not outclassed
And I wrote all of this to say today is only today
life today 2/2/24
Zywa Jan 24
I'm a kind of half-

human, there are so many --


others I do need.
Novel "Buitenstaanders" ("Outsiders", 1983, Renate Dorrestein), § 1

Collection "Wean Di"
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