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Rue Mar 14
And with a sincere smile,
she looked to the stars
knowing the future was worthwhile,
even, with a thousand scars.
Striving forward, the bustle of the daily grind
The need to be that one percent better each day
We're all putting in this effort to find
The goals that lead us on our way.

Remembering not to compare ourselves to anyone
To focus on our own path and growth
Taking care not to forget to have fun
And to avoid the things that we loathe.

Each and every one of us has a unique story
That unravels as we work towards what we find worthwhile
For some its joy, for others its glory
That motivates us to move in our own style.

On our way we meet other people
And really this is the trick to life
To surround ourselves with those we feel
Are also working towards something worthwhile.
Khoi-San Jul 2018
For love

A million positions available

Requirements

A curriculum vitae

Not perfect in its application

Remuneration

A labour of glorious returns
Labourious wonderful experience
Constantine Jun 2018
I already hate myself for the things i do
their not good for my health
but they feel so good
no matter what
i find myself seeking out the substance to bring me up to the clouds
the change of character that comes with them
the confidence they bring
it's lovely
words are easy, songs flow out like a river
this feeling won't last
the ideas only exist under the influence
rinse and repeat

i hope they take me while i sleep
Willow shade Jan 2018
It was the third day of my madness caused by your doom
And my inner poet was lying with glooms
trying to perish
But your force was so strong and refreshing,
I felt his endless will to rise again and live
I was afraid to look his eyes even a moment
I had deprived him of worth, had left him to die
I was afraid hereafter of his conviction
I knew he was stronger because he had you...
But what I had my own, except my paltriness?!
What I did to save you
when you relentlessly put an end to yourself inside me?!
He said that he lived more vividly and worthily
And he deserved to live even more than me...
He asked what I had achieved more than ten years?
I shut up only, like before you had also made me
You had called all that I felt only complaints
But in fact, I had perceived you had also been afraid
To face the damages which you had caused to me...

Yes, my dear friend, I often have heavy damages
I was always traumatized in dimensional clashes
As I betray my eigen* and leave myself alone,
I begin to acknowledge my all emptiness
You can just exist in vain with your mind and logic
But you can truly live only by accepting your feelings valuable...

I got my strength with fire in my heart,
I was watching my growing power,
Which was circulating  along my freezing veins
I hugged my innocent, suffering poet,
I promised to create - my own highest values,
My predecessors, my sufferer poet and me
would live hereafter disregarding yours!
But yet it was not fair, yet it was not worthwhile,
I had to cling to my dimensions much more deeply
I was full of energy and had everything to fight,
There appeared a dream to share my horizons I would gain thereafter...
But I lacked you... Who deserved to see it most than others...
As the one who was able to do the impossible
which no one had been able to do before...
You had to see my intentional life you had presented...

I wandered among the graves in my "graveheart",
Resurrected my all soulmates lying in chaos,
Who we shared our sacred dimensions of solitude
Who were craving to be felt and to be understood
Nietzche, Schopenhauer, Cioran lead them of course...
I brought them to life with the laughter you had taught me,
We marched side by side to the source of vitality,
We saluted Martin Eden
and vowed to avenge his suicidal also!

We movingly reached the end of my heart,
where your awesome grave was lying
I kept your cold remedial hands,
As I smiled, in return you smiled warmer than me,
You know, I can never smile or laugh as deep as you do,
I faithfully said that I wanted to live,
I promised one day I would laugh even more deeply than you do.
I understood you had wanted me just to be strong,
However, you hadn't been able to understand me again once more...
As women represent themselves as a tool to strong ones,
contrary they represent themselves as a present to the weak
That is why I was brawling and trying to withstand,
Could I accept you as another worthless thing rather than a present?!

I embraced you and internalized your
spirit,
All my soulmates exulted in it...
I and my pale poet set my new universe,
In company with the souls of our dimensions,
we raised you...
We raised you above all of the tortures and fears,
We raised you above all of the dimensions.
We raised you above all of the meanings,
We sacrificed the meaning of life for you
and I made you the center of my universe
You began to shine like the sun in my life,
Then all separated values and meanings
began in harmony to whirl around you
Around the sun of my worthwhile universe...
*Eigen - inner self, ownself
Dr zik Nov 2017
I've donated world
For the sake of my Lord's smile
Else nothing worthwhile
Dr ZIK's Poetry
Bethany G Blicq Dec 2016
The pain of love is welcome;

it is sweet

without being bitter;

overwhelming,

and worth every second

of heartache.
Written in 2016.
Bethany G. Blicq

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Crysta Gingras Dec 2015
The past is always present
The present is always passing
Tomorrow is so near
But will never come to pass
The past is full of promises made for tomorrow
But tomorrow is never guaranteed
The future hold those promises made in the past
For the past holds the lessons from decisions made in the present
It is in the present now however
That I must make my pass
We are not promised tomorrow there is no guarantee we will grow old
By ten minutes or ten years
This is probably a mind ****** this early in the morning
But I just wanted to say it first thing
Because time in this life is short
I want to waste none of it
So first thing in the mornings I want to help make yours just that much better
Give a start to your day, and maybe just a little smile
Good morning to you angel
I hope your day is worthwhile
Good Morning to my angel :)
Nabishka Sep 2015
They'll all get behind you
Fooled the cause is just
Leave the past behind you
Leave those who you trust
From the window peering through
Perceived reminisce of gold dust
Those been made a fool
Know this is a must
I don't have to justify
My reasons why
He will never justify
His reasons why
If you have to stand for some-thing
Know the cause is just
If you want only one thing
Know the one to trust
If you don't believe
What you stand for is good
All of them will leave
No support like they could
Even if they should
Had they known better
Supported you they would
Never would regret her
never forget her
I will never justify
My reasons why
He doesn't need to justify
His reasons why
Who the eff am I
When we identify
When two minds meet
One idea is formed
Strike a match make heat
Identity reborn
Community support
The righteous ones
Destroy past rapport
Criticize for fun
living on the run
When the bed is made
and the roses are laid
Will you look back
on the choices you've made
The qualities you lack
Will bring you back
you don't have to
Justify your weakness
You don't have to
have a jury and a witness
to the events taking place
Right in front of your face
Decide for yourself
Let him decide himself
and the rest will follow
within the crusade I'll wallow
Drift to sleep in the dark lonely night
When you wake you'll have the answer
no need to define what you're shown
when awakened from the ostensible throne
as the answers come from within
some how you will just know
future events and those that have been
the cause which is just will show.
You will know when you find it if the idea deserves the support of others.
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