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 Oct 2018 Heather McCorkle
Colm
When all around you is falling down
When the grass and trees and cricket sounds
Are no more there alive than dead
When your world is crashing inside out
To sky be bound
Look up instead

When the rolling clouds are sounding out
And the river ink is pouring down
And the flood is in your basement found
Stand proudly upon on your here and now
Don't sink your brow
Look up instead

When the voices jeer you all about
And the rumors populate the town
When commotive chaos finds your head
Don't let the horizon slip you now
Though falsehood fed
Look up instead

And when the never becomes the now
And the time like nightfall pulls you down
When the sunshine strays its fading stead
May the storms internal you allay
In peace be found
Look up instead
In short. When the turmoil grips you and the storm berates. When your hope is in shambles and your life is at end. Look up and see his goodness again. Because even the storm displays his power. Even the end portrays his goodness. You just have to look at it properly.

Easier said, right?
 Oct 2018 Heather McCorkle
Meera
Ever got up early in the morning
To stare at the beauty of sunrise

Ever stayed up all night
To gaze at the million shining stars

Ever spent a whole hour in the park
Talking to a complete stranger

Ever planted flowers on a place
You never intend to visit again

Ever fed cookies to the stray pups
And got your hands licked by them

Ever read a book so good
That it changed your entire world

Ever walked on wet grass
As the tiny dew drops tickled your feet

Ever shared your lunch with a hungry child
To see his smile reflected in your eyes

Ever loved someone so much
That it broke you apart when he went away
In the end, everything gets reduced to love
They ask me a question every day,
They ask me 'Oh darling! How much do you weigh?'
And I answer this question every day,
I wish to tell them,
'I am not made up of flesh and bones,
I do not weigh on scales and stones.
I weigh the love letters never sent,
I weigh my heart I gave on rent,
I weigh all my insecurities,
I weigh Ganga's purities.
I weigh the prayers of my mother.
I weigh the hard work of my father.
I weigh the thirty-two-inch smile I carry and flaunt every day,
I weigh the fears which haunt me every day,
I weigh all the love I have for him,
And I am certain that weighs more than the stories I dream,
I weigh the fairytales I've read,
And I weigh the kindness I've fed.
I weigh my hope,
And I weigh my dreams.
I weigh my faith,
And I weigh my screams.
So I weigh the lightest I could ever be,
And the heaviest you could ever imagine being.'
But then in the end,
I murmur the words '47 kilograms',
A lean and skinny girl is what I am.
I have felt the ripples
of predestined change
Some crashing like tidal waves
upon my desolate plane

Others a delicate trickle
through this narrowing gorge;
complex and understated
in its methodical purge

Both deliberate in the upheaval
and churning of the soil
change that brings inner balance
to mind, body and soul

I’ve swum against their current
dragged to murky waters below
tumbling in the turmoil
of my urgent need for control

Now cast upon this rocky shore
panicked and alone
I must surrender to the journey
to find my way back home

I welcome the soaking of soles
as I intend to surf each wave
Immersing myself into its flow
I become the ripples of change
9/24/18
When it comes to you
I am at a loss for words
so my heart beats in symphonies
my mind will never compose
9/24/18
by Arcassin Burnham

Bad days , good days,
Their all the same,
just put your feelings all aside for me this time,
your mind , is a weapon ,against the world,
to make a whole new one so divine,
no matter what , no matter what,
I'll always be a guiding force for it to bring me home,
I said no matter what , no matter what,
I'll open up these eyes including the third one alone,
I am special, we all are in this so called reality,
how you gon' blame me when we are all heaven sent?
how you gon' say the most high has white skin?
how you gon' win when you ain't right within?
I get used in this world,
I'm abused in this world,
I'm betrayed in this world,
I'm delayed in this world,
I get the worst advice from my family,
I get hate in this world,
I'm awake in this world,
I've been beat in this world,
cheated in this world,
theres always less love in my energy.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/09/whole-new-world.html
 Sep 2018 Heather McCorkle
Meera
You were there when I was basking in all my glory
When I had this halo of light around me
You held my hand when I got a butterfly tattooed on my back
You kissed me often when my lips were smooth and perfect
You caressed my body when it was still beautiful
You loved me from the bottom of your heart or at least you said so
You stood on your knees one summer afternoon
You gave me a diamond – a promise of ‘forever’
But soon the weather changed and it got cold outside as well as inside
My once bright soul turned dark and grey
My skin has scars painted in red
My lips are now chapped and dry
And my body it’s just a lump of flesh now
You loved me then but you don’t love me now
‘Cause a few forevers last only for a summer
I wish I could make him read this.
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