Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Humans' brain the engine
Manipulated and thrown
Into a fake world vision
Where violence has been sown
Powerful mobs
You hear their screams
They frighten a world
Yet behind the scenes
The instigators
The cowards
One of the last sisk hurrays
When thugs get cornered
  7d Flatfielder
Though time has built
endless warp
suffering and pain
ancient dust of Africa
breaking down the chain
can you hear
winds of change
through the brain
ancient dust of Africa
a message of hope to all parents
Third world child
are the ink
for the pen
a poet uses
to write
- L.M.
When I See Your Eyes

When I see your eyes,
I want to be there,
where your window soul
stares back at me.
Touch me,
I will touch you back,
hands holding hands
captive in your arms,
captive in your heart,
and the years together
spread out before us,
stretching from our now,
until our forever.

James E. Roethlein copyright 2021
This was inspired by a coworker and hopefully I’ll be able to give it to her without scaring her away.
It's a fragile thing I cry for.
Mommy and Daddy are long gone.
A million drunken mad clowns
storm this circus of my life.
I don't live in a straight line.
I live inside a pinball machine.
You may struggle, who hadn't
Resiliency, you must have
Rome wasn't built in one day
Frameworks must be laid

Hurdle over the pit of failures
Stride harder and run faster
Life’s a race you must conquer
Aspire to become a winner

Dreams are for achievers
Losers are defeated dreamers
Choices will define your future
Don’t bid on fate and then defer

Like a candle you can light up
You can soar like a kite
Beat the wind of doubt
Propel yourself to the top

Everything is in your hand
You have the power to change
Lean on yourself, believe you can
Free yourself from the chain.
Next page