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jane taylor May 2016
the only way out
is within

©2016janetaylor
Apparicious May 2016
Fast then slow
Sweet and simple

Where else can it go
Up,down,side to side
Is where it roamed

The heart is love
That is within
Which can't be controlled by them
Poetic T May 2016
My soul is a h
                         u
                           s
                             k                      
                                that you violate
                                     within me.
-df Mar 2016
The moon

and the stars

shined so bright tonight.

And I realized that

all this time they were within me.

Sometimes we must see

the darkness to see the

beauty.

(-DF-03/27/16-)
Mic Mar 2016
Wherever I may be
Eyes closed
Everything I need
God has kept safe
In my heart
Moments are the flashbacks , The carefully picked out memories in time. The ones that moved in you, enlightened you, threatened you. Its up to you which ones you want to relive. Maybe save it for a quiet night under the stars with her, to recall them and smile as i stare into her irresistible eyes, 5 inches away from a kiss, silent and still and With every second that passes by they grow and grow without ever fading.
at first glance she does not seem to have a care
it might be the way she flips her hair
but look a little deeper, pick her apart
and suddenly she has a heart

behind glass eyes and tough skin
the apathy runs thin
through her blood that rushes through
her veins like me and you
but she’s different
a little indifferent

broken bones and
a broken home
worked together to create a blissful
hurt creature full
of pain but mostly love
hidden above
the ideas that vulnerability makes you weak
and weakness does not build strength rather it’s a slap on the cheek
so you turn the other cheek and build another wall
to hide from it all
because

no one really cares
or maybe it’s just the way they’ve been flipping their hair
I don’t know
but what I do know
is that she cares
and she is there
for me whenever i’m down
she wipes away my frown

at second glance i see the way she cares

genuinity, something i have only found
in the most broken of people washed up on the ground
trying to fix those around them
because they don’t dare see what is coming from within
tian Dec 2015
(Classic music playing, people with masks are dancing)

I was once invited into a fairytale-like occasion
Yes, it's true, it's not a delusion
An event where I can hide my identity
A place of silence, an oasis of serenity
A place where I couldn't recognize faces
But I can hear their distinct tone of voices

Some sits quiet, pretending to be mysterious
Some keep it real, yet they look so serious
People will judge you in the attire you wear
That will give you an uneasy feeling by their intimidating stare
What I wear is a suit colored like the sun
Given and knitted by my lovely oldman

(A man shouts, "this is the moment for the final dance
Grab your partners now for a tremendous performance"
)

As I roam, I saw someone alone in a room
Wearing a tiara symbolizes the moon
She was in tears, holding a glass of whine
I realized she isn't fine
I walk towards her to offer my hanky
She grab it to wiped her tears then she smiled at me

Oh, she exhibits her glossy red lips
Crossing paths with her feels like eclipse
Her eyes shining bright likes the stars in the galaxy
I'm so in love in this blissful remedy
I can see through the facade and tell she's in distress
I also can feel the sorrowful sensation in my chest

(The emcee shouts again for the last time,
"We'll now be playing the last song in line")

When I heard the emcee, I questioned myself "what to do?"
I told my self, "I'm gonna dance her that's what I need to"
I didn't let anxiety rush in, so I close the doors for it
Final count, And I said in the final minute,

**"You are worth beyond that mask,
Just one dance, that is all I ask"
From the album, "UNORTHODOX KIND OF POET"

Enjoy.
Ram B Dec 2015
Joy
How are you?
I'm always glad
to see you
here with me.
I can't remember
how I first started
to feel you.
Somehow
it just occurred to me
one day
that I'm feeling you
inside me.
And that's the exact word,
exact name,
Joy.
Not happiness
Not ecstasy
Just joy.
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