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 Oct 2016 Unknown
Mazen Edlibi
I realized a killing fact that I can’t ignore the way my Heart is operating!

I can literary see its components whether the arteries, the size and the blood going inside it!

Although I know its God’s creation and it is what differentiate humans from being inhuman!

I’ve thought I managed to express myself through my writings especially when I signed up for Leadership program and came back from retreat one!

Yesterday…I did Marma session and she told me “You don’t express yourself much!”…”There is Anger that is not expressed out!” As if someone slapped me, tell me wake up it is not a dream!

I went back home smiling with a fake smile! Talking with unfelt words! Replying to your posts without being fully present!

I felt lost in the space of illusion, the illusion of “Failure”, the Illusion of “Emptiness”….Leading me to Question everything I’m doing, that let me have a feeling that I’m about to lose "Faith"!

Out of nowhere, I started realizing what kind of music I'm listening to and those phrases hit me:
“The little girl standing in the rain
And she's all alone on the bad side of town
Now she's searching for a friend
Just to hold her when she cries
In her lonely nights, lonely nights
Where no one seems to care
In her lonely nights, lonely nights
You better beware
But baby you try and you try
But it seems that it doesn't work
Cause love is a game that they play
So baby hold on to your heart
When they tell you that they care

And somewhere in the night
There's a little cry
A girl who says
Hey I wanna die
There's no one here who cares
But if there's someone here who understands
Just someone here who'll try to lend a hand
And bring her home tonight, tonight
In her lonely nights...”

In another words, I was hushing that child inside me from searching for the hand! That friend or a person who can lend me that hand, thinking “Where no one seems to care”!

Those of stinky thoughts always hovering around me, and another song hits me also:

“I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
What have I become?
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
I will let you down
I will make you hurt..
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way”

I’m longing to sleep peacefully, and not to wake up with a feeling that there is some obligations needed to be done/settled somewhere for someone else but not me!!!!

I won’t share other versions of songs, it is creepy but funny how I was hypnotizing myself with a structure or life style without noticing the impact, however at the same time I’m grateful for the “Emptiness” and not the “Shallowness”!

What I’m confident of, is that my feelings had nourished my intuition to be at a higher level!

I just wanted to sleep deep! And I might have no answer to whatever question might come across your mind.

Anyone can help!

Thank you.
 Oct 2016 Unknown
Chris Carson
Shes not like anyone I have ever met in my life
with her I know for sure I can survive because
she knows who I really am inside and loves that
I can truly be me and no one else and shes think
that unique I love her so much and I'm proud that
shes my best friend and that I am hers. She always
tells me what shes feeling and says that I make her
happy in a way shes never felt in her life and that
she misses me all the time when we don't see each other
and that its been a year passing by. What I love about
her the most would be that she trust me like not others
would. **** I'm the luckiest person in the world to have
this person to care for and protect her from people
don't usually. This is a shout out to the girl that turned my
life around for the good Thank You so so much.
 Oct 2016 Unknown
David P Carroll
If I could give
You something in
Life my true love
It would be love
Happiness joy
Romance filling
Your heart up
With true love
And utter peace and
Passion is my goal
My one true love
But seen your bright
Smile every day
Lighten up my heart
Loving you is an incredible
Thing my heart could ask
For your my soul mate
My air my heart
I love you so much
In life my love I
Would truly die for
You your my special
Women and forever
You will be inside my
Heart I truly love you
Forever my love.
David P Carroll
Love Forever
 Oct 2016 Unknown
Hazel Hirsch
Pebbles of Thought make ripples in my Mind.
A clear blue lake, my Mind is.
Pebbles they drop,
                                drop,
                                          drop.
Maybe today I'll go pebble skipping.
 Oct 2016 Unknown
Julia Mae
because i didn't want to leave her by herself
maybe it's because i felt sorry for her
it was sad, in a sweet and distant way
her always looking so out of place among the crowd
a face you cannot read, but i can see she's ready to break
tight lips and perfect makeup adorning her eyes to hide ...
hide ...
i guess i wanted to show her that she didn't need to hide from me
like the leaves falling at our feet,
i wanted to catch her before she breaks
 Oct 2016 Unknown
Melanie Kate
Leave
 Oct 2016 Unknown
Melanie Kate
I see your smile fluttering between leaves
Shimmering like bejewelled sunshine;
Binding my reality into a daze,
A world covered in dreams.

I lie curled among the flowers,
Dancing in the breeze that whispers
Of trails, dirt and flying clouds,
Racing towards beckoning mountains.

A rush of sea air rolling over me
Beating my heart like a drum;
Pumping energy from ocean depths
Into my soul as it grows wings.

Elevated from the earth into the sky,
I tear the grass from its roots.
Bringing a piece of this world
Into the ocean's Map of Stars.
The darker days have finally
Washed away from me:
Pulled by the moon,
And, the light and love of you.
MKD (c). 2016
 Oct 2016 Unknown
Julia Mae
sometimes i hate being a poet, because i write about everyone but no one writes about me. i am the one spilling my heart out with ink; suffering, quietly, crying, and aching. why does my mind feel the need to empty itself and write? my words don't always heal this ache, they just make my chest bleed even more. why can't i be an empty person, who can let go and doesn't let their fingers fly with passion and remorse and spite? sometimes i hate being a writer, because all of these cries feel futile, they just keep reminding me that no one is listening to me.
 Oct 2016 Unknown
Breanna
I sit here in complete silence
Nothing to see but green painted walls
The stories spreading around school
About how the green office is only for the
CRAZIES
I hear whispers but its nothing new
Every time I turn the corner is a whole
New false story i’ve never heard before
Funny how people just love to destroy others
Such an amazing world
Right? WRONG.
This is the last place i'd ever like to be
I know I’ve never been to hell
but it could just not possibly be
any worse than being here
This is just hell x10
So many false stories out there
In this cruel world that can and will
be the death of me, No these horrible
People will be the death of me
Funny how I'm told never to give up
But guess what IT ISN’T THAT EASY
When you've lost all your fight you'll understand
and you'll see everything just as i see
Poems at least help me express a few things
But trust me this isn't even the least
There is so much more to be said
But will i say it, No.
I remember when I was happy and very kind
But thats been stolen from me and I have no where
Else to turn besides my wrists
I understand it doesn’t sound so great but
I helps me take some of the pain away
Some pain taken away will each day will get me
though most of the pain I get loaded with each and everyday.

-Breanna J
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