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Every night in my room
Door closed
Shades drawn
Darkness reigns the night
Darkness swallows the room
Covered  in total darkness
I can’t see anything
I am blinded
Every noise frightens me

But when the morning comes
Light comes with a broom and sweeps darkness away
I pull the shades and light shoots in like a rocket
And fills the place
Like a balloon of light
Encasing the room
Finally!
In light.

During the day
Darkness and light battle
Light pushes darkness
Darkness shoves light back
Shadows work for dark
Following me everywhere
But when i come up here to read
And turn on the bulb
Light laughs in triumph
As darkness slides away
Into the corners
Under the bed
But when I leave the room
Darkness crawls out again
Resuming the battle
Until dark.       -Emma Qian
A Glimmer of Hope:
This feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen to us
As most would analyzed this force of hope
A rose expressing hope, a yellow ribbon the symbol of solidarity:
of a love one,  a rainbow after a frightening rain storm
When, the fragments and flashes of thoughts life experiences badgers us:
we sometimes see a little glimmer of hope:
a force of evil and a force of good
just picked one and believe in it..
We as Poets try not to sound so biblical.

However, for our struggle is not against flesh and blood,
but against the rulers, against the authorities,
against the powers of this dark world and
against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. Ephesian 6:12


Today, at this moment, my mind setting, my weekend
of mauby bark purging, I am  seeing and accepting
my glimmer of hope. For the past years, I went from
maybe, I see what we can do, maybe it was your fault,
you should go to church, you should leave things in God’s hands

If I hear anything I will let you know, I will talk to him,
I am seeing and accepting my glimmer of hope.
Never stop believing in yourself,
I can't sleep
Everytime I remember your words
They snap and recoil
And hurt me awake
Next time when someone
Promises me forever
I'll just smile
Look them in the eyes and ask
How long is forever to you.
in this crazed business of flighty gods and flitty humans,
this trove of love need,
this two way street for persons blind in one eye
thus they can see you,
the one who loves them
only when they squint real hard,

well it is a far better thing

to be next them,
to be seen and be seeing
than have the
ceiling be your horizon,
a pillow oscar-acting as a long lost love,
cold sheets and space heaters each losing the battle,
for when the moment occurs that

loving usurps loneliness
even for a moment’s moment,

it is a far better thing you do
than you have ever done before

8:41pm
If you ripped my heart out
Right from inside my chest
You'd wonder as I often do
How a something so shattered and empty
Could feel so heavy.
(Another snippet from the Lyric/Quote Wall.. surprisingly haven't come across the full version of this poem yet but I'm starting to go through another journal document of old work from RH who knows what I'll find.. Happy Writing~BM)

(Front Page 3/20/2018)
I come to you Broken, but starting to see the Light before me.
There are even more things that should be holding me Prisoner.
But , Because of you these things has no such effect upon me.
I see your Truth in so many different thing that I been through.
Like my Life been hard, but then again I am still standing here.
But i today age , everyone Life seem harder than a decade ago.
Because we are in a different world today , then in the past.
So many of us have become so isolated and struggles too.
But there are so many reasons that I should been dead now.
'Yet it's because the Good Lord, Strengthen me deep inside.
I seen people fallen along side of this here road of Life.
Yet even though I made mistakes, and bad decisions here.
His Flavor, Love, and Mercies has keep me Protected.
So through all of this, I have seen his Blessings in my Life.
I know that things should had been different in my Life here.
For without Christ , my Life would had ended different here.
You saw me naked.
Not without clothes, but without my wall.
The 10 foot, steel reinforced, wall around my heart.
You broke in, brick by brick.
And I let you, I let you see me vulnerable.
Forgetting what others had done to me when they saw me the same.
I wish I could say you were different.
But, you saw me naked.
And you laughed, pointed out my insecurities, and broke me so much that I rebuilt my wall.
I rebuilt it higher and stronger than before.
Protecting my heart from so called love.
You also saw me without clothes.
Burned your touch into my skin.
Whispered sweet nothings into my ear, and that's just what they meant.
Nothing.
I can't look at my body without thinking about you.
Because, you saw me naked.
Defenseless and with open arms.
I shouldn't have trusted you.
But I did anyway.
I thought that since you had a wall to we would be amazing together.
But.
I never saw you naked.
Tasa Jalbert Original Poem.
Copyright 2018
 Jan 2018 Er Sougat Dasgupta
Dawn
how lucky are we,
to be living in an earth
with a shadow so big
it could cover a blue moon
in a night sky so dark and wide,
that despite being hundreds of miles away from our families,
we still get to watch the same phenomenal sight that they too could see?
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