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 May 2020 touka
Marsha Singh
That July,
I was a jar
of fireflies;
you held
me in your
hands. I
lit up your eyes.
 May 2020 touka
Francie Lynch
Let me take you back
Over ***-holed tracks
To present day nostalgia;
When six feet away meant a grave,
And not a rule of order.

Let me take you back
Through ***** air,
When smog and soot were normal;
We didn't attend strange masquerades,
Breathing wasn't formal.

Let me take you back
Down the spiral stairs,
When holding rails
Was common.

Would you,
Go back,
To that Brave Old World,
Where we have the poor,
Wars are raging,
The environment's in peril,
With despots engaging.
Hoarders cheat,
Ice-caps retreat,
Animals compete
With billions at the table.
Oceans over-heating,
Egos are defeating
The food chains of our world.
Forests burn bright,
Crops rot from blight,
None treat us right.
And a hundred thousand unsolved queries,
Compounded by some glorious leader.

Let's not go back,
Take small steps onward
Into our Brave Newer World,
That compels us forward.
A tip of the cap to Shakespeare.
 May 2020 touka
Solaces
I am forgetting about you.
Your smile has gone away.
No longer written on your face for me to see every day.
It's getting easier for me day to day.

I am forgetting about you.
Saved memories emerge from time to time.
They're full of colors of you and are easy to find.
But are fading away to darkness as if I were blind.

I am forgetting about you.
No more haunting smiles in dreams.
No more deep brown angelic eyes that made my soul scream.
Because I couldn't have you in my arms under the sunbeams.

I am forgetting about you.
That part of me is dying.
That part of me walked under the moonlight and was crying.
But there you were in the clear night sky simply shining.

I wonder if I will forget about you.
I think that part of me will not die.
I think that part of me will stay alive.
Nothing left for me but endless goodbyes.
 Apr 2020 touka
Victor Fuhrman
Child of my spirit, why do you cry?
My arms will enfold you as you tell me why.
Share all your dreams, your hopes and your fears,
As my love is the tissue to dry all your tears.

Child of my spirit, it’s time to heal.
Know that you’re loved and that love is real.
Let go of the doubts that you’ve carried since birth,
And know that you’re precious as gold in your worth.

Child of my spirit, it’s time to shine.
Open your heart and all will be fine.
Trust that your path is steady and true
And know The Divine will always love you.

© Victor Fuhrman
Just channeled this poem to soothe our inner children who may be struggling at this time.
 Apr 2020 touka
cosmo naught
i.
 Apr 2020 touka
cosmo naught
i.
to wonder is simple and human and fine;
but it is to relinquish control that’s divine.
 Apr 2020 touka
flora
phases
 Apr 2020 touka
flora
way above the clouds,
i watch the moon change phase
floating in the stars,
i’m in a cosmic daze
whispers in my ear,
the planets call my name
so far from it all,
don’t have to feel

lying on the moon,
nowhere else feels right like this
tangled in the sky,
all my sorrows disappear
finally i’m free,
i cry tears of golden light
so far from it all,
don’t even think of you

i’m falling, but i don’t mind falling up here
i’m reaching, but i don’t need catching,
it’s so clear
i’m floating, but never feeling
i’m wondering,
if i’ll every have to leave
this poem is actually the lyrics to a song i wrote

https://open.spotify.com/track/7GZxei1nWTEIHBGNv9k7HP?si=woeywUD5TZCALK2WA_OOkA

thank you so much if you took the time to read this and listen to my song
 Apr 2020 touka
Nikole L
My heart is fragile
If you have no plans staying,
Do not come knocking.
 Apr 2020 touka
Laokos
hydrophile
 Apr 2020 touka
Laokos
all the
great religions
of the world
are ships

i am more
interested
in the
ocean
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