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SCHEDAR Apr 1
?
how many
masks,
before I
lose myself
completely?
SCHEDAR Jun 14
Born into
unsteadiness,
hands sprinkled
with tremors

inspired by a crayon,
a pencil
then a brush

Now an artist steady,
paints with a wand
to seal his
magic touch
SCHEDAR Sep 20
a head full of me

filled

then dumped

now remains
empty

and behind
SCHEDAR Jun 6
Alexa was in the bathroom
so I asked her how long she was
gonna be
SCHEDAR Jun 23
Maybe we can
talk about why you
choose to
shut me out,
while keeping
the door open
to strangers
SCHEDAR Jul 3
But,
what kind of
time can I tell
without art?
SCHEDAR Jan 29
Descend to the basement, revisit the essence of adolescence, all the chatterboxing and pests that keep, from a deep, sleep..

Dank is the asphalt, though
no fault of theirs. Follow the flow down the corridor, ceilings lined with a whispy wave of  cotton- candy cobwebs, stretching across youth's bittersweet childhood, bringing it all back home.

Careful not to topple over the bundles of ***** laundry longing to be cleansed. Ascending heat coming up from the furnace re-igniting it's steady relentless flame burning, burning, burning, triggering the release of images of Hell etched in gray matter.

So much to excavate, refurbish, make new and golden. Cannot pave over lost innocence but attempt to rebuild from the core.

Underground porta, dark vessel, gallery of fine arts, molded from drops of sensitivity flooding the mind over time, with the tyrrany of exhaustion. The simple accusations of caring too much breaks the stride of fine tuned feelings. Manufacturing art thru self and self thru inspiration. Cold, yet still
a gentle emergence of reassurance, reminding what fear has molded, but the chill has made stronger. And what used to seem threatening has now become protective, as it is minimized by defending words and brush strokes on canvas.

From depths of self realization, dug out this underground gallery of feelings that line the walls of these highly sensitive people, working to exhaustion, carrying the tune, processing, absorbing the surrounding
turmoil to search for and harness peace and nurture whatever blooms from that crack in the floor of the cement.

We come thru the walls, thru the floors, thru ourselves and let the passion overwhelm us but never drain from us, what makes us, us. A Gallery upon what we have created out of forgiveness., de animabus sensitivo gallery, A Gallery of Sensitive Souls...
The beauty of art created underground during isolation felt during the pandemic
SCHEDAR Jul 26
The plummer came
to fix her pipes
when he asked her
into the stall
to try it all
to turn it on
see if it works
get wet
they drowned in the
passion in
each other's eyes
hypnotized
without regret
SCHEDAR Aug 29
"Grab what's left of the light"
she mutters while intertwining
her fingers into his
sweet and gentle are his eyes
lost in a vulnerable gaze
watching him ponder
the madness of a memory
he can't make sense of
tunneling blackness, no words
deep thought
waving the moths away
SCHEDAR Dec 2020
You carry around
questions
like a ****
on your back
while the daylight
around you turns
completely black
Though, the one that has
the answers
you keep at arm's
length
the same arm you
push away with,
feeds into her
strength
Finally, to fall
from your clutches
and enjoy where
she lands
There life sits
in the palm of
her hand
finding freedom
SCHEDAR Mar 19
I am a seed
Plant me
Water me with
wisdom

Watch me ascend
SCHEDAR Jan 29
I only
blinked my eyes and
I was
T H E R E...

NOW,


l'm so far away....

How many blinks
have I done since then?..
But,
when I blink again...

T I M E
takes me right back
into
your arms...
Your beautiful, vivid, gentle soul....
SCHEDAR Jun 17
my genetic blueprint
is looking bluer today

better make some calls
SCHEDAR Dec 2020
Your soul
is a bookmark
just open
to the page
Forever,
True Love
no matter
our age..
SCHEDAR Feb 3
Waking eyes
rise and shine
set sights that soar
beyond
ceiling skies

No limit
to the infinite
brand new day
all in a day's work of the accomplished
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
Packed up a
broken heart
and weighted
down mind
moving forward
leaving the past
behind
traveling westward by
day
dumping all the
BLUES
along the way

Upon arrival
dancing feet smile
as they, soleful and joyously
make contact
with the new Earth
SCHEDAR Jun 12
I was buried
so deeply,
I fell out
the other
end
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
I am
no longer
equipped
to
run around
for you

Hold on a minute
while
I
Write this
Love can be an exhausting habit
SCHEDAR Feb 22
Time to get some sleep now
so I can dream about what I
need to get done
SCHEDAR Feb 13
Getting sleepy in your afternoon,
as you dance across my evening
One day crossing busy streets
we just may wind up
meeting
SCHEDAR Jun 28
"STOP!"
I'd yell to the
ice cream man
while running out of breath
just to buy a 🍭🍬
candy band to stretch
around my neck
A clavicle mixed in
lickable spit of
oranges, yellows,
and blues
all the sugar a neighborhood
smart mouth
could possibly ever chew.

missing all the very sweet moments
SCHEDAR Apr 19
Bring me back
festive park
to carnival o'clock
centrifugal smiles
childhood faces
hot dogs
licorice laces
  dancing lights
evening air

Bring me back
where
roller coasters
have nothing to do
with being emotional

Bring me back
SCHEDAR Sep 16
Falling off
she leaves,
leaves her tree
breaking free
of her majestic mentor
Falling over time,
leaving what she has
learned of truth
behind
Carried upon a
cradle in a breeze,
Tossing about in
crisp, edgy, crimson,
swaying, whirling, dancing
look at me, love me
SCHEDAR Feb 6
Intelligent
crooked
distant
kind and
generous
steady decline
of a
casual degenerate
SCHEDAR Aug 18
LOVE
is an
essential
nutrient,
part of a
daily diet
Without it,
there comes
great
imbalance

How come this isn't
listed on the cereal boxes?
SCHEDAR Mar 30
How do we put an
END,
to this undesirable,
viral
trend?
SCHEDAR May 26
A chamber of trees
conduct a symphony of leaves
Bows framing branches
Sway a tune, timid breeze
SCHEDAR May 9
At dusk the whimpering tree line
disappears at the gate

The crickets fiddling songs,
caressing wings, silence fleeting,
in vibration of their evening tour

Up and down we wander
feeling for the warmth of the equator

Arriving in the bitter cold of the Arctic
after reading all the signs wrong

Turning to avoid the flashing lights

Stubborn, unable to listen to the correct directions
SCHEDAR Jan 9
Oh, beautiful, scarlet, deceitful CROWN
CROWN of dishonor
Cling to your Kingdom's
last breath
Destroying so many lives

Oh, noble PRAYER
of Life and Loyalty
thru our honor
let LOVE,
conquer and prevail.
#
Corona is the latin word
for Crown
SCHEDAR Jun 20
Written from your heart
as if lyrics for a song
your kindness,
has strummed
me to sleep
since the day
I was born
Wishing all the dad's, a safe and healthy Father's s Day
SCHEDAR Apr 24
Deep soul,
I wish to swim
in your wisdom,
Press upon the warmth
of your gentle smile
with my needy lips
Dance upon your
light heart
to feel joy
Slip and fall into
your comforting arms,
never to feel contempt
for any human again
Teach me lover,
how to be secure in your
kindness
SCHEDAR Jul 19
The evening sky is bruised
as scattered are the clouds
lost and confused
bleeding into the surrounding tissue
delicate deltoids
SCHEDAR Jun 24
My head hurts
I'm seeing double and
I don't want to know
it occured even once

So turn off the lights
Draw the curtains
Blackout the mirrors
Sweep it under the carpet
Cover my ears
Shhhh, don't make a sound

Maybe, just maybe
it will fade away.....
SCHEDAR Aug 10
Time in squares

cut heavy charged air

into a million

dressed up pixels

Hypnotized,

beneath the high rise

dropping stories of

skyscraper static

strolling

city's delight
Loving NYC
SCHEDAR May 9
I should make my way
out of bed
but a parade of thoughts keep
marching thru my head
Bound by words of a most purposeful meaning
scolded by many, "get up and stop dreaming"
SCHEDAR Aug 16
I am only a draft
I am not meant to feel this cold
I am not black
I am not white
I am made of my colorful mistakes and typos
I am sorry you feel the need
to delete me and start over
SCHEDAR Jan 10
If you
spot me
pulled over
on the side of the road
drafting on the dashboard,
(possibly writing this very piece)
inside the comforts of my office,
(my 20 year old jalopy),
kindly be patient.
For I am aging out
of my own
cerebrum
as well....
SCHEDAR Apr 22
DRIPPED
out the
spout
of a lonely
faucet,
onto a warm
puddle of friends
SCHEDAR Jun 21
In a slinky black dress,
heels and a drink
her terribly seductive
monologue
worked the room

The theater roared
with audience applause
upon curtain call

He felt at a loss,
when he recalled
how she used to perform
exclusively,

for him
SCHEDAR Feb 1
Rotten, to the core
heart shaped traps, chase blankets
covering the phony, impure
Between 2 ears
anxiety, exposes a good listener
sometimes present,
but, not always there
Guilty Valentines, too heavy to carry
choose to hide
else-ware
SCHEDAR Dec 2020
Just a feeling,
a tapping in
on a vibration

Noisy,
silent to the ears
subconscious connection

Reaching thru a tear in Heaven
to shake me, AWAKE
divine intervention

EMPATHY
give
SCHEDAR Jul 3
Looking into the distance
of a long, lost existence
A silhouette that once danced to be free
She's so far away from me now
I can hardly
see
SCHEDAR Dec 2020
Not a straight forward
recipe
all the nutty ingredients
mixed up
creating,
she
A dash of madness,
moody-dance
finding peace, in a musical
trance
Tears drop
stomping
on the floor
A spoiled child
to the core
****** a smile
though it's only
fleeting
Wipe off the frown
or deserve a beating
Let her sleep
exhausted slumber
Awake, she'll only be a
******
Set your happiness on fire
Chase the embers to
extinguish the temperamental flame
As the feelings, light as feathers
tickle her brain
Triggering the weight of emotion..
SCHEDAR Jul 12
At breakfast,
my family politely
asks, that I
gather my thoughts
so by lunch,
they can politely
pick them apart

Dinner is take out
since by then, they have
exhausted their insult quota
and there is no longer a reason
to conversate
or rather, talk that makes us feel small
That which we do to ourselves
SCHEDAR Apr 30
Rummaging through the tool box
There must be something I can do to fix this, I thought

Just emptiness

It's hard to knock
on a cloud,
the haze, all the silence
Anybody home up there?
I wonder, how many floors does Heaven have?
How many flights do the Angels have to climb to make it to the top?

I need to speak to someone in charge, this is just, not working
SCHEDAR Apr 10
I used to work all day
in a field of lies
Loving the money
but attracting the flies
Swatting them away
just to get good pay
SCHEDAR Dec 2020
Open wide
slip her
beneath
your ailing
tongue
A drop
of cascading falls
consoling
living tissue's
gentle avalanche
covered in rhythmic cloud
Awaken
a new
beginning
missing my
chyavanprash
#ginger #healing #cellular rejuvination
SCHEDAR Jun 27
Oh, what a rare,
and brilliant
diamond was
I

Now set in
your collection
not
worth a
dime



to you
never lose your value
always
be brilliant
SCHEDAR Nov 2020
QUICKLY
Run
Hide
Don't
let them
find
what lingers inside
your
subconscious
Mind

Shhhh
RELAX
Feel
Don't
let them
steal
inner peace
those colors
of wisdom that
HEAL
SCHEDAR Mar 15
His light,
so warm,
so bright,
took the weight
off of my
heavy heart
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