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#unload
heavily laden clouds hang their brows over the town readying to unload
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 9:49 PM UTC
Haiku
Walked along a dusty dirt road hoping to find a place where I could just unload this heavy burden of grief that weighs down on me and before long I found myself perched under a huge shade tree-- the wind blew strong tossing the branches and leaves about and I kept hoping somehow this tree so huge and stout would look inside of me and somehow help to just set me free. Trees know far more than we humans do, you know-- so often trees stand tall and proud and continue to leaf out and grow while we humans stupidly continue to destroy and wreck the land and all the while the trees just keep standing so proud and grand --so is it any wonder that I dare to hope this huge tree will help that it will somehow care about all the burdens I carry now? I suppose it's too much to ask of this sacred gift of nature right now...
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 12:21 AM UTC
Too Much To Ask
what is life??? Life without a music is just like death without a witness! but again what is life?Is it the journey of destiny or ain't it funny to be ha- ppy go lucky?I don't wanna  be like a trigger-happy, what is life for those who care but lose it? no feeling of pride, fellowship, loyalty, lack of enthusiasm, devotion and honor! " no man is an island " according to John Donne. but for me-WE ARE ONE is what I ah really want to EMPHASIZE!!! "we can not talk peace and have a gun" says by FM
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Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
esprit de corps *'
* In poetry I unload to explode To break free from all the dynamite I usually kept hidden My passive nature makes me resistant to its pollutants. Sometimes they’re more like landmines Awaiting for someone Who stomp the wrong buttons Then detonate And explode between my shouts And cries.* *In all honestly No matter how resistant I am to become resilient my core is too vulnerable to crumble By a simple backslash of toxic tongues And suddenly I fall in my knees to simply walk away No battle is worth an effort When you know it’s just pride Battling himself. *
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May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 3:47 AM UTC
landmines