#unknown
your mind is like the ocean
a constant wave of emotion
for a second it was a storm of hate crashing out
now it is a calm tide of love surfacing about
beneath the tides lie countless wrecks
like memories resting inside my head
I thought I'd forgotten
placed them deep below
but they surface from time to time
trying to stay afloat
my mind has a never ending complexity
I own it - yet struggle to control it
it is drowning in emotion
it is struggling to keep afloat
but for now I will bathe in the undisputed unknown
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 7:29 AM UTC
tell me...
will tomorrow bring,
all the things
i'm longing...
stowed upon its elusive wings,
tirelessly beating
and fighting
to show what's dangling
and hanging...
ready for the picking...
awaiting...
such time so it could begin its need for unloading,
delivering
and dropping,
its gleaming
treasures
on those who are deserving,
in no way lacking
so they could be at the receiving
end of this pressurising,
inking
of dwindling
words...
careless thoughts conceived only to
fuel
my deranged ramblings...
incessant mutterings of a shattering
mind...
bending backwards, almost breaking,
risking...
the chance of ever fully
mending...
hoping and praying
for a sentence that's pending
dawn's approval...
allowing
the rising
of the sun...
paving
ways for thriving
wishes,
unbarring
gates for soaring
dreams, unlocking
latches,
relieving...
the heightening
anxieties of grieving
hearts.
constantly whispering
utterances, promising
good will, happiness
and titillating
sanity.
we're thinking...
the earth is spinning,
the moon is setting,
so the sun must be rising
but...
tell me,
tomorrow...
is it coming?
Oct 12, 2014
Oct 12, 2014 at 3:25 PM UTC
Unknown friends with
Unknown faces
Unknown ways to
Unknown places
Unknown depths
Yet to find
Unknown heights
Yet to climb
Unknown beauties
Yet to see
Unknown things
Yet to be
Unknown waters
I am not afraid
Unknown future
I am not scared
The shiny sun
During days
Will give me strength
On my way
The countless stars
So far above
Will keep me safe
With their tender love
My dearest one
My one and only
Will kiss me softly
When I feel lonely
I cannot wait
to meet you soon
I am prepared
For new typhoons
Unknown, Unknown
Yet to be
You have never met
Someone like me
Sep 20, 2014
Sep 20, 2014 at 11:07 AM UTC
Strange malaise,
One I can't place.
Struggling of late.
Discomforting state.
Persistent lethargy.
Sloth-like and heavy.
Burning internals.
Frequent intervals.
No temperature.
No warning lever.
Don't know what's wrong.
Been rather long.
Medicine trough
Can't rid me this cough.
Expulsion so violent,
Incessantly recurrent.
Over a fortnight
This ailment I fight.
Still hasn't eased.
Can't be appeased.
Development is seen.
Now spitting green.
Not just all
That joined this brawl.
It's just the coughing.
No injury I'm suffering,
I haven't bled...
But I see red...
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 12:46 PM UTC
we all fear the unknown,
it may be positive or negative,
but it always strikes
you like a lightning bolt.
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 11:22 AM UTC
Every day we pass thousands of people on the street, and barely even a hello is exchanged, maybe a smile if your lucky.
It might be a little funny to think that each of these people are going wherever they are going, they are living their lives and you have the opportunity to be apart of it even if it's just five seconds.
You can do a lot with five seconds, for all you know a quick smile to someone passing by might change their life.
Despite someone's appearance, they could be a completely different person that you might expect, breaking the stereotype.
The sweet old women sitting next to you on the train, smiling and talking as if the world was heaven, is counting her numbered days. The coloured man across from you with the bloodied knuckles and bruised face saved a teenage girl from being ***** last night.
The 18-year-old girl on the other side of the train, showing more skin than clothing in a ******
And the boy in the corner covered in tattoos and piercings and is wearing only black is on his way to the hospital to read to the children in the cancer wing like he does every afternoon ever since he lost his little sister.
My point is simple, nothing is rarely as it seems. Each stranger you pass has there own story. Don't judge based off what you see because your vision is a misconception.
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
Fear of losing someone dear
Fear of injustice
Fear of a strong man
an abusive man
Fear of the dark
Fear of a house
Fear of a mysterious man
an unknown man
May 19, 2015
May 19, 2015 at 8:00 AM UTC
Yesterday saw us through in a stroll
Unaware of the marathon we've begun.
By day's end we found ourselves bearing future's toll
Realised we were in it to secure today's sun.
Today saw us slightly worn thin
Indulgent naïveté in this marathon we've begun.
Into each other's strengths we lean
Hoping to see the end in tomorrow's sun.
Tomorrow may see us out in the cold
We may not be done with this marathon we've begun.
At opposite poles save for the binds that hold
But still planting hope in future's sun.
The future might see each breath to be drawn
In this marathon we've begun.
Only to be swallowed by each new dawn
Inadvertently still chasing the sun.
Oct 30, 2014
Oct 30, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC
You think you know
Thoughts come and go
But what's really known?
Nothing's been shown...
Days go by
And so do lies
You know things die
So why hide?..
Life's a journey
So stop your worry
Don't be in a furry
Until your love is buried...
Love's a phase
That sends you into a daze
Trapped in a maze
For days and days...
But in the end
Your ultimate fate
Is hand in hand
With those you hate...
Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC
Presently convinced my mind has gone amiss.
Where from me, betrayed, does my current filter lay?
Under the stars? Over the moon?
Locked away in complacent solitude?
I refuse to wonder, or dream, or wander.
I must do what I can with this joke of a hand.
Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 8:30 PM UTC
You might think I have an obsession but,
I call it dedication to love someone who knows you as
You stranger with so much compassion.
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
At the moment i cant tell you the pain i feel,
I can only wish for it soon to heal.
The sound of your voice still lingers,
As does the gentle touch of your fingers.
At the moment this all feels like an illusion,
And causes me too much confusion.
The pain of not knowing if this was real,
And what you said isn't what you feel.
The pain of not knowing if your okay,
Or how your getting through another day.
The unknowns cause the most pain,
And make my tears fall down like rain.
I hope this wasn't my mistake,
And this all wasn't just a fake.
My feelings for you remain the same,
In hopes this wasn't just a game.
I long for you now that we are apart,
But as in my mind, you live in my heart.
I miss you more than words can say,
And I hate that we are so far away.
But know i think of you every day
And want to be with you in every way.
I truly hope this hasn't ended,
Because for me its been so splendid.
There is only one more thing left on my mind,
So here it is I'll let it unwind.
I love you..
More than i ever knew.
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC
Let's set out together
Explore the breeze
We'll walk hand in hand
Beneath the trees
In no particular direction
No direction we need
These adventures of the unknown
Leave us freed
Feb 2, 2015
Feb 2, 2015 at 9:47 AM UTC
I feel like a toddler
Teetering and tottering as I take my first brave steps
Into the unknown.
We often fear what we do not understand,
But I think that instead we should try
And color our skin with hues that cannot be seen
In the standard visible spectrum.
We're making a rainbow connection,
You and I.
Can't you see the bright bridge we've built across the sky?
My shining *** of gold at the other end
Is filled to the brim with your laughter,
And I cannot wait until I can dive inside
And swim.
Mar 28, 2014
Mar 28, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
Interesting how my story
hasn't been written yet
But somehow
you know
all the
words.
Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 10:48 PM UTC
"Grow up tall,
little kid,"
said grandpa Joe.
And so I did.
The watermelon grow tall too.
The sunflowers look to the sky,
keeping their chins up,
raised real high.
So maybe it's silly,
watching grass grow,
but if you never try,
how could you ever know?
So maybe it's crazy,
chanting for the rain,
but if it never comes,
how could I grow the grain?
I'd prefer to stare at clouds,
than sleep forever like a rock,
skidding by life.
Why, that would just ****
So, if you ask me to leave this here place,
you better shove it,
before you wake up
in an unknown space,
tied up with lace,
with a disfigured face,
completely full of mace,
and a strange case
of something poisonous.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC
If only you knew
How many of both my loving and aching poems
Were written because of you.
Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 2:29 AM UTC
Walking along,
Stopping to pick the ripened berries
The sweet sour taste entices the senses.
Cars passing quickly
My feet stagger on
Slowly falling into the tempo.
My thoughts wander
My troubles arise.
I reach a split in this mental road
Should I go left?
Should I go right?
Should I just turn around and give up?
I’m at the dead end
Looking over a cliff to the rough water below.
Maybe I should just jump in.
Feel the cold daggers against my skin.
The water draws me in
Welcoming me
Beckoning me.
Telling me to jump.
Should I take this leap into the unknown?
Prepare myself for the worst.
In order appreciate the best.
I need some help,
A lighthouse in the distance
The light giving guidance
Offering peace
Breaking though the night.
Where is my lighthouse?
Is there one?
Or is this the dead end.
Dec 12, 2012
Dec 12, 2012 at 3:03 PM UTC
The lighthouse was planted with its roots
Close enough to the faint smell of the salty water
Yet, keeping a safe distance from the its vicious waves.
And much like the lighthouse,
Not even my shadow dares to
Dance past the line
Between the calming shore
And the mysterious sea.
Nov 20, 2018
Nov 20, 2018 at 7:50 PM UTC
In this journey
We walk into the unknown
The clock’s hands
Drag us towards it
A day packed with surprises
Our plans do not matter
We seem to deny the fact
Unknown is our journey
Afraid of the known
Created by our imagination
What have we created?
In the unknown we have to delve
To look for the right answers
We have to be aware
When we step into the unexplored
To be a willing learner
We have to be accepting
Dec 20, 2014
Dec 20, 2014 at 11:22 PM UTC
The unknown is comforting in the thought,
That for all the bad that may come,
There is just as much good
And thus, I do not fear the future
Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 10:29 PM UTC
silence;
what we yearn for.
yet what is
silence.
simply there is
no
such thing as
silence.
we have never
heard
felt
lingered
experienced
silence.
how could we know.
the answer of
silence.
what we yearn for.
Jul 19, 2014
Jul 19, 2014 at 2:07 AM UTC
It’s me and no one else.
It’s my business and only mine to know.
It’s my life and not yours to judge.
I’m being selfish right about now,
I’m 20 years old, turning 21 in 3 months
I’m thinking about myself and myself only.
Jul 8, 2015
Jul 8, 2015 at 5:08 PM UTC
Death.
It's said to be the greatest mystery.
That no human has ever truly been there,
And been able to come back to tell of it.
Well,
That may be true,
But Death is not the greatest mystery.
No,
Because that would be life.
It would be to live.
Because no human knows what the future holds for them,
And while in death they may get their answers,
In life they never will.
Dec 21, 2014
Dec 21, 2014 at 9:04 PM UTC