#unleash
Wrap your spring
in the winter.
Only to unleash it
on the rose later.
Nov 16, 2021
Nov 16, 2021 at 7:57 PM UTC
Every corner
every nook is full.
Bouquets of stars
flower over the Moon!
Lo, unleashing every
bit of the inky night
the sleeping beauty
to wake soon!
Go to the nth degree
when everything is full
look for somewhere new!
It's a full circle, full-blown
but a ceaseless moving world
to one more new angle!
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:37 PM UTC
i have convinced myself otherwise.
that all these feelings for you have vanished,
and it did at least for a little bit.
or maybe i just ignored it too well,
but when you grasped my hand.
your touch brought warmth,
and sparked all the forbidden emotions to unleash.
yet i still try to convince myself otherwise,
but these emotions are a good high.
even if you are never mine.
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 4:24 PM UTC
Stinging you with her electric eyes
This is your turn to lose the prize
For you shall burn
For you shall never return
Your heart can not depart the roses, you lay a bed
Thorns shall ***** you but this is not your moment to cry
This is not your moment to scream why
For she is taking the steps you can not reach
Reach for your despair, scream this just isn't fair
But she shall not turn around
Bury yourself deep in the ground
For she is unleashing her round of the hounds
Oct 22, 2018
Oct 22, 2018 at 1:24 AM UTC
I have too much on my mind don't I?
Feel too much honesty too soon
Too soon for you?
Possibly
I apologise
I apologise my way through life, always
Its just how it always is
Has always been
But I won't apologise about my feelings for you
I can't
I won't
You make me feel this way
You must own that
I own it, I own my feelings now
I'm not afraid if people know
(about us)
But its not the right time
Just now
I know this
And that is what's so hard
Having to contain everything I feel
Just like a ball in the palm of my hands
I'm so afraid if I let go
I'll never get to hold it again
It will roll too far away
Out of reach
And Someone else will pick it up
Take it for their own
I'm not good with sharing
I don't want to share
Not you anyway
Sep 7, 2018
Sep 7, 2018 at 3:32 PM UTC
I'm a tiger,
Stripped from my dignity
In this god forsaken cage.
Trapped behind walls,
Prowling about
Waiting to be freed.
I long for the wind in my face
The sun to lighten my days
The rain to wash my sorrows away
The moon to reflect at night,
Lighting my way.
I'm a tiger
Waiting to be let loose
So that I can unleash myself,
And set fire to anything in my way.
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 1:39 PM UTC
I was given a set of wings
huge, strong and powerful
but I've never used it
to fly and soar
and feel the breeze
above the sun kissed sea
with cotton candy clouds
all around me
never even tried
never even dared
Sometimes I wonder
wether these were given to me
as a gift to cherish
a blessing to own
or a curse to carry
a burden for all my life to bear
And I wonder what it
would feel like
to be free
to fly like the others do
if only I weren't
too afraid to try
too afraid to dare
I sometimes try to take
a leap of faith
but as soon as I reach the edge
I feel the mighty wind
I beheld the depth
I see the drop
I hear death
I get nauseous
I pull back
I tuck my wings in
and shut it nice and tight
Maybe what I need is something
that would push me
but it would be nicer
if it would pull me
taking me with it
in the fall and teach me
how to fly
Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
And so, she said
"There will be pain tonight,
an unbelievable amount of pain
that not even the stars know as they supernova,
that not even the earth knows
as it's land is torn in two by quakes,
that not even the sky knows
as it is ripped apart by lightening.
It is a pain that is unleashed from the very depths of the soul
and leaves the thinnest traces of its mark
on the exterior of the human body.
"It is a constant torrential downpour,
a constant tsunami of grief;
it is a pain that will be known
by the most fearsome of men.
It is a wrath that lashes its victims,
leaving nothing in its remains."
Feb 23, 2017
Feb 23, 2017 at 10:31 PM UTC
I've written a thousand words that have trailed behind me for decades.
If I attempted to turn around and pick them all up as if I'm collecting shells from a beachside, it would be wheelbarrows full.
Write.
Just write Natasha.
Quit attempting to perfect this gift and just let it unravel.
Don't criticize, judge or feel
Guilt over your need to shut away and bleed the thoughts that you're unable to speak onto paper.
Release the fear that captivates you. It's that uneasiness in knowing the pain that spills once I form these words into being readable and they sink into my heart and become truth.
Truth equals pain for me.
It's the fear that this truth might just **** me.
Is it possible to die of a broken heart, I often ask myself.
Battling this fear to write this novel is the one thing holding me back from healing.
Allowing my entire being to sink into it, and rage against the words as if I'm the flat of the ocean being ravished by the never ending waves.
Tossed and turned by the emotions that come with the process that forces you to heal.
It's the still, that resides between each word written, that quiet space that leaves me restless.
Calm the infuriation, unclench your teeth and let the words be written into reality.
My need to burst into a blood pumping release that lightens my heart from this heaviness is enough to shake the floor of the ocean.
Jan 25, 2017
Jan 25, 2017 at 3:08 PM UTC
the mind possess the tempo
of each poem that will grow
the poet hums silently as
the inks of harmony flow
silence within its aging pages
in an attic of hurt and true pain
it sits all alone just an old notebook
silent for too long
trying to make sense of things
hoping to unleash the
unspoken thoughts
pouring words onto paper
Shhhhh !! ....I need silence....
I'm asking the lines
please allow ink
from my pen to purge
my emotions into its spaces
Sep 13, 2016
Sep 13, 2016 at 3:14 PM UTC
When stress and tension are so high,
That you believe your stomach holds the weight of the sky,
Beat up a black, swinging punching bag
And leave your tensions behind to mangle, dangle and drag
Unleash the power bestowed within,
You may find doing so also unleashes a grin
Wild, almost psychotic, off-the-hook
The kind that makes passers-by turn and look
Hook, uppercut, jab and straight,
Doesn't matter which, leave that to fate
And put the sky back where it belongs
Out of your chest, because it fits wrong
Nov 15, 2015
Nov 15, 2015 at 3:09 AM UTC
I have been silent too long
I'm trying to make sense of things
hoping my mind can stay on track
to unleash my unspoken thoughts
there isn't much I can do but
pour my words onto my paper
I need to put my emotions somewhere
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 12:33 AM UTC
Of a thousand miles and a thousand smiles
of earth and her footsteps
meandering like a puppet
of friends in Rome
Of a strong zeal
to the dancing hills
Of river of gold
Of cannabis; Of brain surgeries
through the eyes of a seer
and the hands of a poetess
through the storm of the night tears
flowing in the calm of the night tears
over and over
the story goes on and on
and then, of fire and ice
locked within the siege
there are some black wanderers
eerie and uncanny
they come in full force
and storm in with pause
they move; they subserve
they send signals and get feedbacks
they scream through the nights
of the thrills unknown; yet longed for still
together they fall; divided they stand
Shadows, Nightmares and Night falls: Ever Intertwined- the story they tell.
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 3:44 PM UTC
Unleash the soul
from the shackles
of debilitating forces
which leaves us
gasping for breath
the wound
barbed wires
in a tight hold
inflicts many wounds
draining us
everyday, of life
there is a purpose
to life
whose meaning
eludes us
until we free ourselves
from the reality
we have created
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 12:22 AM UTC
Some days...
I just want to disappear. I want to crawl into the earth and hug the
ground around me like a blanket and be unseen, be swallowed up
by mother nature.
Some days....
I want to scream- "I am MORE." I am more than you see. I want to
beg someone- anyone- to see all of me, to really know me, and to
accept me as I am- not how they'd wish me to be.
Some days...
I want to let out the rage within me. To pound my fists against the
pain until they are ****** and unrecognizable. I want to scream and
cry and rage and hurt and let out the anger about what was done to
me. I want to yell that I am no longer afraid, I will no longer hide my
anger and turn it inward. I want to unleash the fury that lives in my
heart, turn it against the ones who deserve it.
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 10:15 AM UTC