"firts" poems
who needs to learn
to wrap the tides
while the fisherman
cast the net of fire
from the darkest seabed
locked the doors of events
to keep an ancient calendar
still glowing on it's eyes
but within the time
the firts cry came
the lips of the ocean
became reluctant to return
for us to be afraid
to saw the wraith
of the fish
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 3:14 AM UTC
we all need to laugh,
we all need to laugh more than we cry,
we all need to laugh till tears stream down our faces,
we all need to laugh
we all need to laugh
we all need to laugh till those tears fill up the empty places
we all need to laugh and our heart floats and lifts that vessel
we all need to laugh
we all need to laugh, at ourselves,
we all need to laugh, hope floats a boatload of troubles,
we all need to laugh, so others will get infected and laugh too,
we all need to laugh,
who is firts?
©DWE072013
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 12:50 AM UTC
I dewelled on the thought of trying to fix the broken pieces
of this shattered frame that was once filled with the rise of what was holy,
I noticed a pattern,
an undeniable repetitional cycle of never endings,
I believed in fairy tales, I believed in anything,
the innocents I had was what lured me into believing anything,
That's how you ****** me in so quickly, without a breath taken in
It was at firts sight or first interaction , not even snow had fallen yet
and you had already began to wrap me around your ring finger,
You bulit me up to these plans of the unknown future, between the two
"but I still haven't held hands yet",
Brainwashing thoughts of uncanny marriage and birth, *********** and labor,
but my lips are still ******
A different standard of what was right, morals of "love and hate",
but I still didn't understand the meaning of love or what it is "or was"
Beause of the ignorances I regret every part of me,
that lead me into this blief of magical fairy tales,
But it took every part of me to realize my beliefs were taken away,
Mar 20, 2014
Mar 20, 2014 at 2:35 PM UTC
They once told me light is the fastes thing to travel, but why then is the darkness there always firts?
The darkness was overwhelming, it blinded me.
It was the only thing around me.
And I wasn't sure that was a good or a bad thing.
I did not know wether it scared me or comforted me, maybe both.
It felt like finaly comming home, but leaving it the same time.
It felt somehow dangerous, yet so peaceful and safe.
Till there suddenly in the darkness, was a pressence.
A pressence that made me doubt everything I ever believed in.
Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 5:10 AM UTC
Close your eyes
Can you still see her?
When her image is blurry
Means you are letting her go
Open your eyes
Can you still see her?
No you don’t anymore
That means she has completely gone
Sleep tight tonight..
Try not to dream
Erase her completely
No more calls in the nights
Good morning , Wake up
Start a new day fresh
Never have to look back
The sad past has gone
Dont think of her
Dont think of love
Write a new chapter
But firts You must let go
Live in the present not past
Be strong and let go...
By Rina
Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 2:27 AM UTC