Run from yourself long enough,
And you'll circle the globe and find your old self.
Probably just standing still,
Waiting for you.
Because a wise man once said,
"It's alright to do what you want to do,
Until it's time to start doing what you're meant to do."

Quote is from the Rookie #morris
Ari 8h

You look at me and think I am broken
For you've seen the scars kissing my skin
You think I am jaded
For you've not seen the vibrant places I've been.
You look at me and see
A little girl without a dream
A little girl with no degree.
But if you'd open your heart, open your eyes
You would see

I've been a hiker
Climbing foreign mountain peaks
A swimmer exploring a clear blue wild sea
I've been a lover to a foreign man
I once even had the ring.

I've been a traveler
Asking for directions
Asking which way I should go.
I've been a foreigner in a foreign country,
Oh you've no clue how much I've grown.

You see the slight limp
Of my tired right leg
My hand rubbing the pain away.
You see the scars wrapped around my ankle
Snaking its way up to my knee.

You see the lines
Trailing from my tired eyes
The sun spots, on my neck.
You think I'm exhausted; I'm worn out
You've no idea what those marks are about.

I've been a hiker
Climbing foreign mountain peaks
A swimmer exploring a clear blue wild sea
I've been a lover to a foreign man
I once even had the ring.

I've been a wanderer
Finding home wherever I'd go
Finding a thousands eternities
Wrapped up in flowers; wrapped up in families
I would become a part of.

You look at me
You see nothing
But inside
I am everything.

ARI

JayMG 1d

The world revolves.
Buildings rise and fall;
The world revolves.
Children die, Adults rise,
Still, the world revolves.
Families break and remake;
Lovers cry,
             And lovers die,
The world revolves.

solitude marks the height of my contentment
no agreements to make
I don't have to see faces
nods smiles masked aggression
I don't have to act
I don't have to trade facade for facade
with my peers
do I even have peers?

at night, I feel a stillness
so deep, so harsh, so honest
I don't have to live this lie
explain why I'm fine
why everything is fine
because, it's not
nothing's fine

I am a million clashing universes
filled with endless dying stars
and I reach out
to the other universes
and shrink back
  back
          and at night
I fill the stillness
  the stars collapsing
every synapse bending
toward destruction

no want
               no need
                             no crying out for more

at night there is no other
no one to say my name falsely
and when I sleep
the ocean of my subconscious
carries me to sleeping cures
takes me away for years
to great expanses of colorful
living worlds
where I feel
where my emotions are tangible
solid
and
       they keep me company for
a millennia
         I wake to this doll world
where a friend asks
how are you doing
and she's doing it out of obligation
                                                and there's no color
and I have no emotion
and I feel nothing

Life is the waiting room for the exploration of that dream world

and every night
I taste it
I touch it
I breathe in its vibrance
and the only want
is to never wake
to this grey world
to never have to answer

"fine"

again

A place
I thought
Would be okay
Is experiencing hell.

A place
Where people I know are
Attacked, viciously, brutally,
Mercilessly.

And a country
In a state of division
Among its citizens
And an island under Martial Law.

And
A girl
Who writes poems
Can do nothing but write and pray.

#PrayForMarawi
#PrayForTheWorld

My heart and prayers go out to everyone affected by the terrorist attacks. This feels unreal, and the terror is terrifying, to say the least. It's happening, and all we could do is pray, and help if we can.
Sun

Whilst sun rays beam,
on this longing cement,
Grass and nature perk,
leaning towards goals,
waiting for rain in drought,
As dry as deserts,
Like gunpowder to a musketeer,
Dry, explosive in heat,
Skin and fur are touched,
by her light feathery reach.

Soul and hearts enter zones,
of tranquility and peace,
Blackest of seas,
Appear as turquoise overtones,
Yearning over this land,
we call home,
When its truly her house,
of sanctuary, her humble abode,
Birds sing harmonic tunes,
through gaps in trees,
Minds are opened,
like gates to a throne,
Separated,
From a plethora of clouds,
That weigh us down like anvils.

Within our persona,
we expect greatness,
over uncontrollable forces,
But she grins and laughs,
like a sinister angel,
of giving and forgiving,
All the while,
Earth remains spinning,
She sustains extant,
And keeps us living.

Living in a time
where nothing feels quite right
Why does it feel like
All eyes are on you
I’m just trying to live
and express the best way that I can do
people criticise every opinion you display
but I guess that is okay
that is the sacrifice we have to make
with freedom of speech anyway

I don’t want to become
numb to the fact
that people are turning their back
on love, on love
In a world rooted in hate
some of us are just looking
for a better way

Everywhere I seem to look
Everything I seem to hear
is spoken in words out of fear
From the left to the right
Nothing ever seems to reach compromise
Am I looking from the inside out
Does this world seem to be
tipping upside down
Because I can’t figure this out
Looking at reflections
In deep thoughts now
Don’t know how this will turn out
Got grave fears for this earth now

I don’t want to become
numb to the fact
that people are turning their back
on love, on love
In a world rooted in hate
some of us are just looking
for a better way

There is a tension growing in the air
I can feel those icy cold stares
Trying to focus on thoughts inside
Emotions exploding through my mind
Happy, scared, confused, rage
change in an instant at times
And I’m still thinking what can I do
Change is something that I want to
Some people just say things
without thinking it through
and the implications of the harm
That it can cause
People scream and shout with force
Just hope that your argument
comes from a reliable source

I don’t want to become
numb to the fact
that people are turning their back
on love, on love
In a world rooted in hate
some of us are just looking
for a better way

©2017 Written By Benji James

Catching teardrops
In my brand new cup
Hoping that it will stop
So here I am lifting my head up

Do you find it satisfying?
Watching innocent people dying?
Do you find it amazing?
When people dies in bombing?

The world isn't cruel
It is the people!
Life is not a battle
Don't treat it as a duel!

Here I am closing my eyes
Silently praying for those who die
Curiously asking Him why
I know He's listening up high

A wonderland we once knew
Is now a dark color hue
But He's watching you
He knows what do

What's happening to people? Humans, yes but humanity? No.

What am I trying to say is this:
My world is in color and you,
You are the cherry red,
You are neon.
You are everything my heart
Did not know it could be.

And tonight,
I am indigo streaks
Across the world;
A suffocating introversion
A depression which once
Took hold of me.

time no longer flows,
in this piece of peace I've found;
in a place that no one knows
a place where nature has been crowned.
a place without pollution
with a limitless solution
to the rape of body, mind and soul;
the way the world tries to take control.
a place where freedom
is everyone's prize
we're ALL part of the kingdom
ruled by the same skies.
this place exists
in the souls of the masses
a place that permits
those from all creeds, colors, classes.
a place that's not perfect
for we flourish with flaws
but a place that is worth it
for one, and for all.

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