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Aslam M Aug 23
Every where there is Everything …
Yet Nothing.
Controlling Everything.
Yet Nothing.

All around there is Something
Yet Nothing…
Feeling Something
Yet Nothing….
  Aug 23 Aslam M
Amanda Shelton
My tears are witness to my sorrow,
my suffering flows like a river.
It pools at my feet and I drown
for a moment within its fluid of
moving emotions.

Like paint, my tears artfully express
the pressures that try to compress
my life into a singular point in time.

Trauma defines nothing of my life for I am more than
my strife and I know how
to fight and rise above
my ruins.

My tears are witness to my struggles, my strife cuts me
like a knife and I bleed.
It pools at my feet and I heal
slowly as my pain gathers
at the surface.

This life is a tapestry of moments, sewn together
with scars and memories,
my experiences is
my unique design.

My tears are witness to
my forgotten dreams.

Now you witness me
drinking my pain,
its in my words that
I am throwing out
into the world and
here I share my suffering.

I sing in my soul of clear
days and starry nights,
of better times heading
my way.

Here I float on words
sailing on my tears,
I'm heading your way.

My tears will be witness
to my peace once again.

©️ 2024 By Amanda Shelton
The agonized grimace makes me think
death is deliverance.

No more suffering
the torment of hunger
sores and scabs
kicking, beating, stoning
burning in blazing fire
freezing in numbing chill.

I offer the selfish prayer
more for own comfort
it's all passing into
the kinder kingdom of God.

Life goes on
the living barks as usual
and the warm sip redeems me.

Only, the surround is a sound less.
Aslam M Aug 22
In the end
We are better off  
Than millions
Who Starve
Who are Homeless
Who are Sick
Who are Abused.
And the list goes on and on.
So all I can say is
Thanks  to the Creator ….
Aslam M Aug 21
In the stillness of a fractured night,  
Where shadows whisper and darkness bites,  
A world once pure now bears the scar,  
Of horrors hidden, cold and far.

In schools where laughter once did ring,  
Now echoes of despair take wing,  
Little lives, so soft and small,  
Entangled in a cruel, dark thrall.

From babes too young to understand,  
To youth whose dreams are slipped from hand,  
The innocence of ages lost,  
To brutal hands, at tragic cost.

The weight of evil, deep and vast,  
Crushes dreams and shadows cast,  
We stand in shame, our spirits torn,  
In a world where hope seems worn.

Bloodstains on our hands and hearts,  
In a world where cruelty never parts,  
Kidnapped souls and tortured cries,  
Silent pleas beneath darkened skies.

Yet in this abyss, we must ignite,  
A fierce, unyielding, blazing light,  
To rise above the pain and cry,  
To mend the world, to fight, to try.

For every tear and every scream,  
For broken hearts and shattered dreams,  
We vow to heal, to shield, to mend,  
To stand for justice, to defend.

In the face of darkness, we’ll unite,  
To cast away the endless night,  
To reclaim humanity's lost grace,  
And bring back light to every face
I am extremely pained by the incidents happenings in the world and regret that no one can do anything except read these horrific things happening in the news.  We have all failed as Humans and this is the worst time to be alive. The only action i could think of is to write something on this and pray for the families who have lost their ones.
  Aug 21 Aslam M
Carlo C Gomez
~
Precious Padma
You dearest aquatic flower
You grew in murky waters
Unblemished by its impurity
But come they did
To ****** your petals
And leave you a burning stem
Never can they take from you
The spirit of your plainsong
It continues to grow in your sisters
And in a time and season so near
They will sing your hymn
As one substantial voice
The changing winds will then
Lift it higher

~
On Thursday, December 5, 2019, a 23-year-old **** victim from Unnao, India was seized by five men, including the two people she had named in her previous complaint to the police, and beaten, stabbed and set on fire. Still ablaze, she walked nearly a mile, seeking help before finally calling the police herself. She later died in a New Delhi hospital, prompting protests of violence against women.
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