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Poetic T May 2016
Hatred in a misinterpretation of what
people think I linger in. I have no aversion
to this thought process, I just choose what
I know is true.

That understanding of facts where those who
delve to regurgitate inconsistences upon myself.
Why do you wish to ascend your misgivings on
me when like a viper all that is bitten upon is untruths.

Repugnance on a belief where I have non, free thought
facts and realistic virtues are what my life is based upon.
But you spite me as I am not held back I reject your
inaccuracies that have taken over a cognitive thought.

Deities are like clothes so many have been and then
like fickle thought, kicked to the curb for the
newest trendiest misgivings of whom to blame for
what we have subdued on ourselves no other to blame.

*"I have objections to inaccurate speculation
where truth just doesn't seem to connect on thought,
Shirin Sadikot Sep 2010
I revisited the old memories and relived those wonderful days
When life was so simple and pure, with U around me, always!

Our world was so carefree, our friendship the purest and truest,
Our pockets were empty but we enjoyed each moment to the fullest.

We didn't have the trendiest clothes but we wore the loveliest of smiles,
We didn't need a car to travel; together we laughed and walked miles.

We never hesitated to call each other, thinking time might not be right,
We didn't have the latest phones but still we chatted through the whole night.

We never had to hide our emotions from each other; we never even tried,
It wasn't awkward to let our tears show; we hugged each other and cried.

Yes, we fought over trivial things and didn't speak for days together,
But those silly fights never did us apart, they only brought us closer.

We cribbed about our love life and how our heart was broken yet again.
But we could smile the very next moment, as we had each other then.

Now things are not the same, we've all lost that innocence with time.
Distances have grown between hearts; relations are no more sublime.

There’s a trace of betrayal and hurt, a feeling of letting each other down,
But the relation we share is too strong for any storm to break it down.

Cloud of misunderstanding may have blurred the horizon of our friendship
But no darkness can win over the radiance of our love; it runs too deep!

So here’s a toast to our lovely friendship which has stood the test of time,
We both know, despite the differences, in the end all’s gonna be fine!
For my wonderful Friends I miss so much!
Olivia Kent Mar 2015
Sing me a love song.
Make it a lullaby.
Stroke my hair.
Make me cry
Screaming out, don't know why.
Spilling tears, splitting hairs.
Feed me believe me, somebody cares.
Phantoms and spectres that hang overnight.
Jazz band flicks a crucial tune.
Crucifixes stain the moon.
Taking flight.
Jet planes and hovercrafts stolen from home.
Fetching the trendiest French garden gnomes.
House full of gnomes.
There's nobody home.
Exception, the spirit, of said garden gnome.
(c) Livvi
Eryck Mar 2018
If you want to work less,
then don't want bigger, better, best.
If you want more to rest,
don't require the latest, shiniest, trendiest.
And if you want more peace,
desire less pieces.
Desires are mostly selfish WANTS  you see,
but or NEEDS are quite a simple thing.
Food, water, shelter, basic things,
All else is merely bling.
Separate your WANTS from your NEEDS in two lists,
WANTS run forever,
NEEDS fit your fist.
Hop on the WANT train and it may never stop,
There's more at the store,
shop till you drop.
Keeping the greed out of NEED stops excess,
Ghandi, Jesus, Buddha, say that's the way to live best.
If you want more peace,
desire less pieces.
The Wall Street Journal asked people making  $200,000 a year what was their number one worry in life. They said it was money!!

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