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Dear God who brought me to me knees
I know you've never answered me yet
But please answer my pleas
I have paid so many debts
Without racking up any fees
And before I succumb to this disease
Knowing why before I die
Is the only thing can put me at ease

Why was a child defiled
Ravaged brutally when I was innocent
Molested till I was in my own imprisonment
Making me punish my self in equal equivalent
Living a life where death was always imminent
Now Before I go I have to know
Where you just ambivalent?
What worries the weapon more than peace?
That sheath that seeks to still its story.
When kings grow old and tire of schemes
And children dream no more of glory.

What becomes the warrior
When heroes live only in song?
When there is no one left to conquer
And every battle has been won.

When the wind no longer speaks of steel
And mountains have forgot our name.
When all that's left are memories
Of the fallen, Of the shame.

Worry not though for the blade.
Spare no thought toward the sword,

For peace shall fall to slumber.

War will wake once more.
I don’t know
If I believe in soulmates
Or fate

But if you told me
That something
Or someone
Had planned for us to meet
And made each of us
For the other

My darling I don’t know
If I would be able
To argue

You are
Everything I always dreamed of
And
Everything
I could’ve never imagined
We
We’ve had promises broken
Words left unspoken

Tears on our cheeks
Lonely weeks

And yet
It still surprised me when you left me.
I'm still not an poet
But
Somebody will read
What i write
A poet really  never stop writing
Only sometimes we loose the strength to write all down..

   Slips into madness
Bcz its more comfortable
doesnt care about the world
But Observe everything..


Saying nothing, preferring to write
every ink filled line
Gives the full acess to
Parts of troubled minds


Writes of hope, even when despair stand on door
Lit lights into other worlds
By charging his mind.
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Sometimes,
I just wanna leave
everything and everyone
Just to see who'll find me
In the crowd of thousands
Will ever someone actually
be bothered about my absence
I wanna sit back and watch

-   SASR
Words float in the air
They rearrange themselves into a sentence
form a picture of a train and roll away

Words shaped like balloons
They float away but will be back soon

Words hiding in a tree
Leaves fall to the ground and form sentences for me

Musical notes rearrange themselves on a scale
Fingers jumping from fret to fret
or dancing on the piano keys
These are some of the things I see

Ocean waves roll in and write on the sand
Once it just wrote, "I AM"
Seashells with words lie on the beach
In a sentence they realign
Thank you Lord for this beautiful mind
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