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As I look around,
Even as big as I am,
I feel the size of a grain of sand,
A grain of sand that takes up to much space,
A grain of sand that tries to stay in the background,
But I'm worried that my shadow will cast darkness over others joy,
As I go to buy clothes I see shirtless men,
With abs as hard and as deep as the rock that makes the grand Canyon,
I try on clothes,
Some that look good,
But not as good as our photoshop expectations,
I walk out of the store empty handed,
My head held in shame,
I go to wal-mart,
the plus size section,
Grab the first thing that hides my body entirely and leave,
I am too big,
I'm too happy
(Though I'm really not happy at all),
My weight offends you,
My weight disgusts you,
But no matter how hard I try to drop a pound,
I gain not one, not two, but three more,
So I starve myself,
Not just from the nurishment of food,
But from the nurishment of relationships,
From the nurishment of love,
Because this world has shown me I do not deserve it.
The world shows me that I do not belong here,
But even though I cast a large shadow,
Even though I don't have a body that every girl desires,
Even though the world says I don't belong,
I know I have a purpose here,
I have love to give,
And I just want to be heard,
So here is my plea to this world,
This world that says I don't belong,
"Please, give me a chance?
I am more than the fat that surrounds my heart,
I am more then the deep purple stretch marks the cover my body,
I am human.
I have feelings,
(Many to be exact),
So please,
Do not judge me for my weight,
But for my actions,
My smile,
My personality.
Judge me not for my looks,
For my outside,
But do judge me for the love I show,
My inside,
Not what you see,
But what you feel when in my presence"
Ryan Clark Jun 2016
A gust of wind
blows a lone leaf.
Without its roots
it solemnly flies;
Finding nurishment
in these new lands.
Tis a bitter sweet sentiment
for the wind
shall soon return
wisking away
the lonely leaf
and sharing it
with the world.

Every new place
brings new blessings.
A temporary warmth
that sooths
the soul.
It finds companions;
Yet truly
owns no home.
The moments are fleet
as a single heartbeat.
Another gust,
and again,
it flys alone.

Surely,
the lonesome leaf
shall one day sleep
beneath the trees,
Taking root
in a loving place
for it to keep;
Shrouded
by the stars.
Untill the day
it makes its way,
Forever
Wayward.
Its 3am here in Madrid. Ive spent the past 30 minutes thinking this up. Ive tried to write others recently but its been hard to find my feelings. I want to put something up and i feel this is as close as it gets. My heart is a poet, but I'm lost to myself and forgot how to translate its language
Brujo Alligatore Dec 2015
Belly button
A vestigial mark
Of nurishment from mother
emmi rose Mar 2018
when you pick up a
rose
and are stabbed by
its thorn

you become
engulfed
by the
pain

& unable to
admire
the beauty
of the flower.

rose is my middle name
and it took me 17 years
to accumulate why.

the blood will dry
the cut will heal
and the rose
will continue to flourish;
with sunlight
nurishment
& love.
In the beginning was God's word
& his Word is his complete intention,
from his meditation he attracted all Ideas that interested Him in his Word
& his very "law of attraction"
was what interested Him,
for his Spirit is his very law of attraction.

For the word of God is God's true character
& the Spirit of God is God's perfect sense.

There's alot of pleasure in the world, but it takes common sense to balance everything to give life
it's true meaning.

The three essential qualities of life are; nutriment & nurishment, decent clothing, hygienic environment.

For the one who was alone & built the universe as an everlasting school of enthusiastic,
only he truly knows loneliness & boredom in its complete measures
of idleness.

clean literature by clearing away all ignorance
for just as Science do not lie,
but takes solvings to be correct
& morality to be balanced
Art also needs sure literate to be pure.
Only then can one discover the good in everything without distortion.

Has not wisdom garnish it's throne,
has not understand adorn it's shrine,
has not peace decorated it's temple,
is not love a bedecked garden home,

Go to the highest heaven
ask for the Literate who is perfect,
go also to the lowest depth of hades search for the true morality,

then you'll find
" Holy Spirit Most-high ".

For by knowledge of holiness
God created everything,
by common sense he enables
all his creature to walk in moral path,

by acknowledgement he has given us perfect reasons to realise "true quality & ugly vanity" thereby taking caution.

God has also enable the experience to give counsel to the young,
so that his little ones may breathe in essence,
with their sight taking pleasure in purity only,
that they might grow in an environment of equity
discerning err easily.

For assuredly I know his Providence is an eternal rain,
& his holiness shall forever reign
gloriously guarding our heart in
moral path.

God gives true brilliance & genius
to rule our conscience,
6sense & insight as an eternal guide to our will,
though test & trials have been placed on everything,
he instilled on everyone loyalty & patience in the days of our discipline that meekness might be found in us if only we are faithful to virtue, in the season when he measure the true value of everything he's made.

You oh God judge our perception perspective while sharing your everlasting offering of pleasentness.

They who covenanted with you
knows for certain
until the torment of your discipline appears along side your glory,
grace, holiness & sacredness,

foolishness & wickedness of err & imbalance will never disappear forever.

For this sake you covered Kush as black smoke,
turned Kemet into thick darkness,
made Ur a burning flames
Hell-às an everlasting fire
& Zion a true & perfect light
while covered in the dust & ashes of Uz.

Your axe is at the root ready to uproot
the tree of error & imbalance,
even the sword from your mouth has withered it already.

Therefore in our covenant we say
Ise & Amin.

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