#unrelenting
Why do we use
Those artificial smiles
To greet one another?
That goes on for miles and miles?
Why do we exercise
Those 10 muscles around the mouth.
When what we're really doing
Is being uncouth?
I wonder why the people still smile.
To hide their unrelenting pain.
When all they need to do,
Is diverge the rain away?
That was what I thought,
A few years ago.
But now with more experience,
I'll can tell you oh~
Pretend that you are happy,
And the world will be less blue.
Pretend that you are happy,
And you're start to believe it's true!
Ignore all your problems,
And you'll see that life's worthwhile.
Pretend that you are happy,
And your friends might stick around.
Smile everyday!
Sep 8, 2019
Sep 8, 2019 at 7:39 AM UTC
*The darkest night
Just before dawn's light
Will end but may yet
Yield to a cloudy day*
May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 12:07 AM UTC
The rain falls
Unrelenting, unpitying
Heavy droplets
Drenching everything on sight
The rain falls
Unperturbed, unassuming
Pulling on sleepy eyelids
On lachrymose days like today
The rain falls—
Wipes away my tears
Takes away my loneliness
Washes away my love for you
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 11:12 PM UTC
A week of unremitting rain
suddenly forgiven
in morning sunshine
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 9:45 PM UTC
The nights are so still
So quiet
So deafening,
That the unrelenting squeezing of my pounding heartbeat beats me to sleep like mama used to
Or did she rock me to sleep?
I have no time for memories.
I can hear the slow dribble of cells and waste and filth and disgust slide through my veins like honey and molasses from the mouthes of posh babes.
I feel my heart flutter and bang around and bruise itself up trying to escape from it's dank cage.
I'm sorry I don't have a better room to offer my Ruler.
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
Your hands are trembling touches, shaky decisions, and warm wishes
Your lips like soft pillows, unrelenting waves, and firm beliefs
Your mouth like home, like hungry minds, like silent promises
Your shoulders like stability
Your chest like my hiding place
Your back like protection, like a shield, like my security
Your arms like a seatbelt, like heaters, like my comfort
Words like sugar
Eyes like oceans
Hair like down
Voice like honey
Dégagé
Feb 10, 2014
Feb 10, 2014 at 7:44 PM UTC
Can't it always be this way
why do people change,
why does time move on.
we struggle against a current
that pulls our body one way,
but the soul another.
It pulls my hand from your grasp,
desperately struggling
to hold the precious memory
of a time long since past.
Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 3:00 AM UTC