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RisingUp Feb 2016
Anxiety
A cloud of fear, bewilderment, and terror
Clouds my mind.

Yet even clouds bring much needed rain.
And anxiety leaves me with nothing but pain.

Rain nourishes the ground upon which it falls,
Anxiety suffocates my brain and sets up walls

It blocks my rational thinking,
Makes me feel as though I am sinking

Rain cycles from the ground to the sky,
But in my anxiety I simply lie
thalia Feb 2016
I see you in your four walls
why aren't they caving in the way mine always do
why aren't you desperately forcing them up, making your arms black and blue
I see you in your warm halls
your favourite people too
you look comfortable
the people also do
your warm halls are painted an agonising shade of violet,
they look just like my bruises
the walls are electric with the faces of ecstasy
the love and compassion
the way people are meant to be
who are those people?
what do they do?
do you make them breakfast in bed? do they do the same for you?
your walls are a scrapbook
they are a symphony
of the good times

I want my walls to look like yours

~ T.T
Nessa dieR Feb 2016
Walls without window
Floor without feet
Room without Roof
Shouldn't I feel free?
But instead my throat is sore
And my eyes stream with pain

**I don't think life was meant for me
And these years have been in vain.
Use your arms to lift me away
From the walls that we have made...
Jemoh Feb 2016
Encroaching on my personal space
I am Bombarded by these images
Children with hopes Dashed
No links to the outside world
Always under constant threat
Rubber bullets flying,
Tears running from the gassed air
Vision blurred
A memory of what they never had
Forces keep creeping in
The boarders keep retreating inwards

No longer settled, should they settle for less
The settlements all around them
Rapidly they are moving but who is to stop them
He who dare risks the draconian approach of Goliath
Little David with his sling and stone
Wont Match the might and force wielded upon him
There is no escape from the eagle eye of Goliath forces

Peace is only considered achievable by constant aggression
Dissent calls for harsher treatments
They have essentially been brought as slaves within their tuff
The walls surrounding them,
Locking them in
They have to settle for less
Constant harassment and humiliation is the order of the day
The bus stops
They've got to set down
Awaiting verification
No pass means no pass!

Those deemed unsuitable have to settle for a return to the human cage
Senselessly caged like hens
Not to be set loose and free
For them freedom is an illusion
The desired but unattainable
Shall we sit idle?
Their hopes and dreams rest on our shoulders
We must challenge the status quo.
We seldom forget how alienating our action can be. We conform to forms of authority who exercise their control over others but we often stay quite without uttering any word. We just cant it anymore but must look for ways of infiltrating this systems be it by awakening others to see these abuses so that they can be shamed and defeated
Abdullah Ayyash Feb 2016
I pity all broken hearts
Filled with spears and darts
How could people be cruel
To hurt what's behind all arts

Homeless, is all that it is now
Living beside a waste bin
With no walls for warmth in winter
Not even a door to let you in

My heart wants to reach out
Asking you for a place to live
This can't be the end of life
There's still something called love
© Copyright
Abdullah Ayyash
February 6th, 2016
Penthesilea Feb 2016
To be in love with a girl like me is to be able to knock down the walls I have long since built around me.
Someone has already knock down my first wall, so I make sure this time it won't crumble easily.
AFR Feb 2016
in this room i am the youngest, smallest
i hear pieces of tens of conversations
never getting to taste the full conversation
the pieces i hear are made up of knives instead of words
each letter is another rope tying around my neck
the walls seem like they are closing in on me
i am waiting for the pain signaling there is no more space for me
my throat is tightening in the anticipation of someone noticing
noticing the girl in the corner of the room
the girl with sweat collecting on her forehead
behind her glasses she is trembling
but no one notices
after all
who notices one girl in a crowded room
xmxrgxncy Jan 2016
What we shared today wasn't just a hug....

It was a surprise.

I came into those arms expecting a brief enclosure....
And received stone walls that wouldn't let me leave.

Do I like being closed in, do you ask? You think I'm claustrophobic...because I pulled away?

If only there was more time.

Close those stone arms and take me captive.

I wouldn't mind at all.
The hug I received today- one where i expected just something brief and he tightened his arms around me-made me so happy that I wanted to just forget the urgency of an errand I had to run and just stay there forever......wish I hadn't been in such a hurry.
Jemoh Jan 2016
Society is rigged by regulations
They've become ruinous to our very existence
Reduced us to savages, that we're not
We've become accustomed to it
Submerged to our very extinction
Gusping for every breath, to be heard.
If only these walls would  crumble

Why let others be the drivers on this perilous road
Our destiny is only ours
Shall we strive for it
The rear window is reminiscent of where we've come from
It's a constant reminder of what we choose not to inherit
We mustn't despair
If only these walls would crumble

That which amalgates us is mighty
Our diversity shouldn't be our adversity
We must take charge
Rewrite our history
That which dictates upon us must be banished
We mustn't allow for this walls to take hold
Apartheid must be challenged at all costs. We can't live a lie and choose to be in a situation where we pick and choose what we believe to be rights.
A lie told so many times can be mistaken to be the truth.
Joyce Jan 2016
When we break
our walls.
Even if we
stumble and fall.
To dare and to live.
To take and to give.
To share and to care.
To feel this love everywhere.
More emotions you can bear.
Do we have the capacity.
To live our life just as
much as we wanted to be.
I wonder sometimes.
If all our dreams will
turn into reality.
Or maybe we stay.
Forever in the delay.
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