Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Confidence comes not from always being right but not fearing to be wrong.
 Nov 2020 Johnny's Brother
nivek
Let it all go
be surprised
by love.
You took the
Key to my
Heart
And left me
With buried
Treasure
My paper
And pen
I often long for death
But it never arrives
It looks at me from far
It mocks me from a distance
I sometimes wonder...how did it get to this point?
How did life become so unbearable?
Who is to blame?
Me or the stars?
Was i too laidback....or was i expecting too much?
Did i not give life a fair chance
Or was it the opposite?
I'm not sure if i'll ever fully know the answer or even understand it
And now i don't even want to
So i'll just wait for my time
Maybe it is yet to come
Or maybe it is lurking around the corner
Whenever it comes...it will be quite an experience...
....looking it in the eye..
...perhaps with a bit of curiosity..
...so this what it looks like
...this what it feels like..
...the heart stopping...the organs shutting down..like i'm in a state of trance
My entire life flashing before my eyes
Wished i had used it well...
...and fear... 'coz i'm pretty sure i'm doomed for hell (unless of course a miracle occurs.)
Lay by the purple meadow sea,
where eternal dreams may be,
only in time will it flourish in me,
In a rural life, where my last breath should be
Proffer
the moon, and stars
As love-tokens; I give
you dirt from near this undisturbed
rose bush.
Broke through the dark
by wounding one of its own

La luna lone

Made a hole in the heart
of my midnight

Bleeding out acetylene light

Grief is the haze

A mist shrouding reality
within these closing days
Piercing souls
Eons, Indoctrinated
Back-scattered at the heart
Suffering and release

I

Spirit dance, Naked
On fires in thunderstorms
Awaiting the axe you bring
To purge thyself in me
Poem by: A Slow Heyoka 2020

Everyone loves to see themselves, until they really see themselves ;)
Next page