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Jennifer Little Nov 2015
They say
"We all have a purpose."
But it is the most difficult quest
To choose the One out of so many.
So many dreams I've had
Vibrant, symphonic,
And to sacrifice all for the One...

They say our purpose is out there,
But here I sit in my wooden chair,
Writing mediocre poetry,
Waiting for a sign.
I [write, sing, play, travel, teach, learn, love], therefore I am.
Kurt LaVacque Nov 2015
Don't let the moon cry
She said
As the earth grew another blade of grass
It will be ok
As the trees say
Wish not for things to always be
In order for life to grow
They need room to spread their wings
I cannot tell you how to balance
This transient knowledge
As I myself have been lost in the collage of greatness
Can I ask you a question?
Who are you?
And why must I ask this?
Fill Nov 2015
My nights
Never have been more painless
For every hour,
I remain to descend to you, yet there's nothing to stay for.

My nights
Never have been more plain.
consistently hazy
Yet I remain to descend to you.

My nights
Always a foreign road.
Somedays
I question
what
Im doing, if at all anything

Somedays
I question
who
Im turning into and who I am

Somedays
I question
where
I'm going to find the answers to the problems

Somedays
I question
when
Im finally able to say I did something and am happy

Somedays
I question
how
Im even getting out of bed in the morning

Somedays
I question
why*
Im still alive
Today is one of those days...
Emilyn Nguyen Nov 2015
Who
“Bless her Heart,” he says,
to a product of display
but to her dismay:

Silhouette behind
numbers and comments – many
of which carry her.

“Who,” – should cherish her,
could take care of her
would love her: profile.

He saw her display,
with another hundred men,
behind glass windows.

Seeing an outline,
shape with no response throughout,
still, completely still.

“Hello,” she said
tight-lipped as a hushed shadow
in the faint doorway.
AnnSura Moon Oct 2015
The playground of the tragedy and comedy echoes through the mind of the preternatural ones,
bound for time to certain roles and certain lies
but Devil or Angel which ?
And the mask goes deeper.
The storm comes with her starving glory.
And neither man nor creature shall know the difference of the dark and the light,
the crimson in our frail reflection, takes us all but who will wear the mask ?
Ann M Johnson Oct 2015
Hey Princess my name is Han, I picture us together in a Galaxy Far Far Away
I  promise you adventure to say the least
I'm not saying the courtship will be all filled with peace
I will fly you in a spaceship which is very nice
I hope you are able to withstand some strife
I have to let you know  that I have a kind of pet he is quite unique
He is a Wookie  you may in fact rather kiss him than me
If my mannerisms get under your skin
I feel I should warn you about the competition that is interested in You
I heard about a fat ugly guy named Jabba The Hut, he might even want to imprison you
Well I heard you once were interested in your brother, I am willing to overlook that fact
I can tell you that dating me is not boring to say the least
We will fight against The Empire and you will get to meet many Jedi Knights
You and I together will have to dodge fire from Storm trooper  guns
Not to mention the dictator Darth Vader wants to **** both me and you
I will let you know if this don't appeal to you or sound like to much fun
You could date a certain doctor named DR. Who and see were he and his Tardis might take you.

This is dedicated to some friends of mine who are big science fiction fans, and my daughter who likes DR. Who
I also give credit to George Lucas who created the Star Wars films and Whoever created DR. Who
#science   #star   #personal   #wars   #fiction   #ad
Reposting due to new Star Wars Movie
Batool Oct 2015
They call me healer
while i suffer from insanity

they call me writer
but i sketch

they call me dreamer
while i collect the ashes of my dreams

they call me innocent
they don't know my sins

they call me talkative
while the words in me die

who am i ??
Phoebe Thomasson Oct 2015
Sat with you
I feel like home
kind of different
than before
than ever before
so different, me
to what I know
what I assumed was me
without realizing
I was living
someone else's dream
Healing levels of doubt and fear seems to require a lot of consistent letting go, and embracing, fluidity and courage. Things are not as crazy as I imagined they were. The more I heal, the easier it is to feel like I am normal after all. I never thought that was a good thing before. How it changes!
Xoi Oct 2015
Sometimes when I stop to think about who I am
I immediately call it quits
Because I'm not one to make assumptions
When I'm not completely sure
what am I doing here again?
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