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David P Carroll Nov 2016
Christmas is near
I'm thinking of you
My love our life's
So special together
Forever our hearts warm
By the Christmas fire
Our love pure together
I hold you under
The Mistletoe we kiss
We embrace
In a passionate kiss
Our hearts smiling together
Christmas bells ringing
Our love is singing
It's Christmas time
And no better
Place to be is truly
With you under
The Christmas Mistletoe.
David P Carroll
Under The Mistletoe
Hannah Soups Aug 2016
Watch me as I dwindle down from existence

My soul has been withered, even trying resistance

My bones have been eroded directly to dust

And my heart no longer carries its love and its lust

My mind has been fogged, and my smiles are lies

I’m silently screaming, I’m drowning in cries

I’ve met up with death, his presence; divine.

I’m perfectly normal, I’m perfectly fine.
crystallaiz Aug 2016
things done in secret
the scarlet burns inside of me
and green grows within
my temper was forged
by a fiery blacksmith
hard iron on steel
the raging embers
never go out easy
i am the wielder of this sword
gallant knights have taught
me to be the master
but i never learned the lessons well
so it swallows me whole
in its unforgiving hold
i don't know. jealousy + insecurity + a lousy temper = unqualified disaster. how shall i go about fixing things tomorrow
Hannah Soups Aug 2016
My fingertips grasped the fading surface of the water.

Begging for something to hold onto,

Perhaps the hand of an angel.

When in sight I only could see the hands of Death,

Beckoning softly yet mercilessly to let go.

But how could I let go when there isn’t even something to hold onto?

I watched my pale hand run over the last traces of sunlight

The last mirage of warmth and life before I’m enveloped into an empty and cold abyss.

I struggle but why do I try.

When nothing is left to greet me but the fate that is to come.

Perchance I am the weight that lets me sink.

For all one knows maybe this is part of my doing.

But it is such a slow release.

Such a dreary escape.

I give in to the surrounding darkness.

And I come to realize that the mind becomes more alive here than any other place known.

Is this the process of death?

An analyzation of your span of life up until now

The collection of memories and feelings that rush to you for the last time,

before they rot in this dispiriting abyss with you.

But we all live to die.

Once the world gets enough use out of us,

down the drain we go.

Now apart of someone’s memory.

Our decaying body a souvenir of a soul that once animated it,

And that’s all we’ll be someday.

A reminder of a memory.

I finally reached that moment of tranquility.

That surge of pure bliss that rummaged through my worn veins.

Contentedly, I parted my mouth and let the vicious currents of water to flood inside.

The feeling of completion washed over my body as I accepted this release.

And danced vibrantly with Death.
I would label this more as someone's scattered last thoughts than a dark poem but... I don't think I'd want to categorize this at all.
Moon swims in the green ocean of your beauty
Stars and galaxies are formed by your light streak
When I am in your spell I touch the edge of eternity
Love comes from the heaven up above just to seek

All that is hidden and all that is open to love to see
With eyes in trance I love to be with you to take chance
Love is boundless and does not know limit on a plea
Lover in a moment decides to live or die just at a glance

My love I am enthralled by your beauty and am in solace
In the origin of beauty which makes and takes a shape
I am really impressed by your style and enchanting grace
Even if breeze touches you with unclean touch seems ****

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2016 Golden Glow
Mosca Jul 2016
Under these stars
Over these grasses
We will make love
Whisper cold voices

Under these seas
Over these mountains
We will shout to the Gods
And burn their crosses

Under these blankets
Over these sheets
We will exchange heat
Committing sins are our prowess
aniket nikhade May 2016
A lot of water has flowed under the bridge since then,
time now to start again from where things were left on their own when dealing in the present with regards to an uncertain future.

A considerable time has been spent in waiting for the right moment in time.
A lot of things got ascertained,
many assumptions made during that period of time,
however,
as of now in the present everything seems to be in place,
so now it's the right moment in time to start again with something definite in mind.

Wait for a while
Wait for sometime
Wait for the present moment in time in the present to become a thing of past.
Let is pass
Let it become a thing of past.

Let it pass off on it's own
Let it pass off like an old, dry leaf of an oak tree,
which gets carried away by the force of the wind,
then later on finds it's place on the ground after sometime.

Once the present moment in time passes by and things get settled,
time now to start again.

All this is because there are moments in life of an individual when everything seems to be on the verge of falling in it's right place,
however,
as it is said better said then done,
always it takes time for everything to find it way along the right place.

Confusion, chaos, conflict, contradiction, anxiety, curiousness and everything else will find their way in the mind of an individual that wants to remain calm, cool and steady at same point in time.

Keeping this in mind,
knowing that the future will remain uncertain,
importantly,
it's important to have something definite along the way with regards to the present moment in time,
always it's better to take the next step very carefully.

Better wait and watch
Better late than ever

A mistake even when it is corrected will still get registered as a mistake in the time that is yet to come because for every mistake that is made one has to pay something,
however a repeat mistake can definitely be avoided when doing things in hurry so as to keep the nature of things in proper shape while in present.
Better safe than sorry.

Atttitude plays a major role in shaping the future
The right attitude,
which is positive attitude plays a major role in building a constructive future,
later on the future can be shaped according to the present moment in time present then at that point in time.

Hence, whenever you find yourself caught in a web of lies with confusion and chaos becoming part of your life,
always it's better to play safe rather than feel sorry.

Always it's better to wait for a while,
wait for sometime,
wait for the present moment in time in the present,
let it pass,
let everything get settled and once things seem to be in place,
then upon finding the right moment in time,
time now to start again.

Finally, it's the right thing done at the right moment in time that makes a great deal of difference,
not only with regards to the nature of things in the present,
but also when it comes to handling and dealing an uncertain future,
which most of the time remains uncertain even when the best of the efforts are made to ascertain the same.
Ana S Apr 2016
There's not enough rain in Oklahoma to wash the sins out of that house.
So here I hide motionless like a dead mouse.
I began silent and died silent.
I began pale and unable, unwilling, to breath.
Now again I feel anxiety making it impossible to breath.
I thought I was making improvement.
I thought maybe for once in my life there was a chance I wasn't going to have to take meds the rest of my life to keep me alive.
That ship sailed.
I didn't take them yesterday and I already feel pain.
I feel the anxiety.
I feel the waves pushing me under.
I'm drowning again.
Mom says I need to take my meds.
I know I need to.
Sometimes I just forget.
The next day I am flung high into the sky then pushed down under the waves to the deepest parts of the ocean.
Here I will stay for a little.
Bipolar
Die
I'm not going to die today
but I might just need you still.

No im not going under tonight
but I could use your company

Yeah I'm not going to die tonight
but without you I just might
nobody Feb 2016
Buried under shallow water
Faced up to the sky
I've been lying here for hours
Watching the stars shine
The gentle, muffled ripples
Reflecting dancing light
Onto the sand around me
Soft, clean, and white
I don't know how I got here
I don't know why I stay
No one is coming to save me
But I'm not afraid

-Gloraeanna


©Buried Under Water by Gloraeanna
Shared on Hello Poetry
on February 8, 2016
All rights reserved
You know that feeling you get when you lay at the bottom of a pool and look up at the sky? That silence. Perfect.
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