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Dandelion spirit, and a thorny rose fighter.

You can't go carelessly picking up flowers without expecting one to be a biter.

For every petal that wilts, you'll get a sting.

Prickly thorns clinging to every single thing.

Nature can be soft and sweet, but in every beautiful landscape there is a nearby guarding beast.

You cannot deceive flowers, for you are already deceived.

The petals sheild a warrior, and their sword is hungry to feed.
for ashley, one of my closest friends in the world and perhaps the one i hold closest to my heart. sometimes my maternal instincts take over and i feel the need to protect you from everything i can, but then i remember, you are so much stronger than youre given credit for. i'm so proud of you! i love you! thank you for being apart of my life
In those hopeless nights i am sick of doubt
Confused child, will i go north? Will i go south?

Who has summoned the servants of the night?
They stir and wait, dead stones, ghosts in the light

Death comes uninvited, though god is lost
Smile child your sins will be washed

I believe i can reach your mind deep
The magic and the colors, the lust and the dreams

I want something, someone new
Someone to be there when the night is through

Discoverers and searchers stop wasting time
Redemption is a lie

Hidden connections and a forbidden trance
I summon you to pray and dance

Because all your sins are gone
Unless you waste the dawn


Words Of Harfouchism
I hope it will make sense for some..



South = heaven      north = hell
 May 2017 spokenwords
Brianna
White Walls with Lavender and wildflowers placed around the room-
everything was perfect.
Lacey table decor with Lavender glasses displayed with each name tag-
everything was perfect.

Dad came in with tears in his eyes and Mom was there to help me get that dress on-
everything was perfect.
My best girls by my side with dreams of romance in their eyes and smiles on those perfect faces.
everything was perfect.

Two minutes before we walk down the aisle to say those vows I have rehearsed a thousand times in the mirror.
everything was going to be perfect.
Breathing in and out as my best friend and maid of honor asks me how I'm doing.
everything had to be perfect.

One minute before I walked through those doors and he would be there waiting for me like he always has been.
One minute before I made the biggest decision of my life.. the most lasting decision of my life no matter what the future holds.

But at 30 seconds before I walked down the aisle to my future husband...
you came flying through that door.
I froze.
You froze.

And in that moment I knew...
nothing was ever going to be perfect.
 May 2017 spokenwords
Jawad
Broken in pieces like thin branches for wood fire;
Worn out like a cloth fifty years old;
A trunk invaded by termites,
Rolling down a hill full of rocks;
A carpet walked over with ***** shoes,
Covering the floor of a once busy hallway,
Now abandoned and invaded by mold;
The paleness of a ruin one thousand years old,
Submerged in a thick sea of fog;
The rust on an old broken truck,
Mixed with dust to form an adhesive substance,
Eating the metal through to its core;

Combine this all together,
And imagine it's a feeling.
That's how I am feeling right now...
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 May 2017 spokenwords
Jamesb
Lupine
 May 2017 spokenwords
Jamesb
Yours the hand that found the wolf
Hid deep and quiet
In a cave that none could find,
Yours the hand that coaxed
Him forth to the light of day,

Yours the hand that provoked a howl,
That echoed through my soul
In shades of history long forgot,
Yours the hand that soothed
The hackles raised in vulnerability

Yours the scent that woke the man,
That made life a thing
To grasp and relish,
To make of me the best I can
To be the best for you,

Yours the hand and heart and soul
On which I am imprinted - and
From which I doubt I'll e'er be free,
You my lady and you my love,
Anna you, Anna you, Anna you
 May 2017 spokenwords
AG
Temporary
 May 2017 spokenwords
AG
Nothing hurts nor heals like the powerful words
“It's temporary”.

He was my whole life.
future, present, past
And we didn’t last –  
that’s all there was to it.
No big shebang, no yelling, no tears…
Only a soft goodbye.

That fourth of July,
He held me close,
We swayed to the music,
He whispered, “I love you” in my ear,
People were watching
Fireworks bursting -
I never would have thought it was temporary.
I never would have thought our love would grow so old so soon,
That we’d say words to hurt each other so deeply.
I never could have imagined that all the love I felt in my heart for him was not enough to have him for longer.
As if someone pulled a plug out of the bathtub,
And all we had slipped through the drain –
before we could even notice it was gone.

I built all I was around you --  
But you were only temporary.
When I let you strip away my layers,
bared for you to see all that I was,
I was giving you my forever…
But, you weren’t meant to stay.

I know I was supposed to meet you, I have always known that. I felt it in my heart the day I first saw you.
I assumed that meant you’d be my always,
I think we both did.
But, you, you were only temporary;

Like a temporary tattoo to a little kid,
It’s bright and perfect and AMAZING the first couple of days,
But then it fades,
Gets ***** and sticky,  
And it never washes off as easily as you want it to.
If you weren’t meant to be permanent,
I wish I could stop my mind from missing you
and get rid of this sticky residue –
But then again, my dear,
Missing you will only be temporary.

(a.g.)
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