There was a time
So far in our past
That it's almost
That it actually happened;
A yellow shoe,
And then some
These vexing secrets
That we've held so long
Are the reason
That he still
Won't call you back. JD
*Unreturned Call* a #TrueStory
#VexingSecrets #JanuaryFalls #PoetryChallenge
Moon by P.o.N.
Take me to the moon
Away from all of this pain
My life never finding its way
With nothing else to gain
Take me to the moon
Where I can watch over Earth
Watching the prosperous lives
Unlike mine since birth
Take me to the moon
Where I can begin to wonder
Dreaming of something unreal
As I am getting pulled under
Rodeado de sus fantasmas se encontraba, inquirian el significado de su absurda existencia, reciben un puñado dudas por respuesta. Apenas alcanza con sopesar su más grande amor: si ha sido el de su vez primera, algún intermedio, quizás el postrero: el actual... Y mientras sus fantasmas intentan atinar sus respectivos ropajes de entre el fardo de sus vivencias, su mente recibe un soplo de raciocinio que aparta la oscura borrasca de un amargo pasado. De haber sido cualquier otro, no existiría el actual: el postrero. Por tanto, la luz de una ansiada certeza pinta una sonrisa en su rostro, en su alma, esa sonrisa que rebosa regocijo y paz. De inmediato los fantasmas, en sus respectivos atavios, ra...
It's a terrible thing
Easy to bloom
But even easier to crush
It can be a saving grace
Or a death sentence
And its something I wish
I could let go
I made a deal
With my life
Take me as i am
And i will give my best everyday!
When we look above we look at those beautiful stars, they call our name. We close our eyes and go to sleep under the bright sky. We dream of the things we will accomplish or want to accomplish. When we wake we may have a high expectation that the dream will just come true. The dreams could come true but it is not without hard work and dedication.
We want to be this big bright star in the sky without having carved the foundation to create a stairway that will get us there. We want to lead without having the experience or knowledge to do so. If you truly want that dream you will chase it no matter the stormy nights, the distance to reach it, because one thing is certai...
"You and I were probably never meant to be, but i Loved every single moment with you"
Paper hearts torn apart
Learned the lesson
Of broken hearts
At the start
When you think you’ve found
-Lion in the Stars
I’m grateful for your soul
And all the ways you help me
All the days you stayed
When everyone else ran away
-Lion in the Stars
Los sacrificios de amor que hacemos hoy quizás no sean apreciados; pero sin duda tendrán gran peso en el mañana de manera que en los corazones, serán más que evidentes, inborrables. Aún más allá, están plasmados en la eternidad.
There are days
when I feel like
I’m the only burning ember
left on this frozen planet.
A flame that the world refuses to see
and yet somehow,
despite it all,
I still exist,
I still burn,
even when it hurts to do so,
knowing I’ll always lack your warmth.
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Don't hide behind your words.
Let them be a sword, not your sheild.
Wear your thoughts, like jewels
In a world full of noise, be a poetry.
i saw the way your breath stopped
when their eyes devoured you
long before the crass words crossed their lips
i heard your thundering heart race
when they asked you for your name
and tried to buy you a drink
i felt your fear shiver its way down your spine,
the tension in your smile only evident
to the ones who carry the same pain
that you’ve learned to hide so well
raise your voice
scream your truth to the heavens
tell your story to every soul who’ll listen
because things will never change
if we don’t let it out the ache
let our words be infinite
let the world hear every one
raise - your -voice
College has been a hard thing. I want to thank all of you on here who have given my writing any form of support. I love all of you. I don’t know many of you, but your support has helped my growth.
I’ve been working through a depression streak with the passing of a close friend, and ceased my writing for close to a year. But I am back and wanting to write and grow further.
For all of you here for the journey, I thank you.
Here’s to you, and here’s to another year of poetic growth.
The reluctance of the morning wake.
Does not end when you start,
The thing that was supposed to be better than,
Thing you thought was “wow, could this be”,
And you would have ended,
Is exactly what other people want,
Your neighbor will lead to an ever living,
Is the worst thing you will ever,
Is what you will need to survive in this,
Every waking moment is nothing but a poetic tragedy, learn to embrace these moments.
When the sky rushes down the earth,
Everyone finds a place to hide.
I like to be out and loud,
reaching out to touch the sky.
The rain drops on my window,
The hot chocolate in my hands.
The petrichor veils over my heart,
It calms my soul every now and then,
Everything is beautiful about the rain.
You can walk alone in pain,
And the best part is ,
no one will ever see you crying again.
Apesar que tienes a muchas personas hay por ti sientes que no es suficiente para sentirte completamente acompañada. Si te darán su apoyo y consejos pero eso no te hace ver que están ai por siempre si no nomas por el rato. La soledad es aunque estes haciendo algo divertido sientes que era mejor nomas estar en la casa. Milles de personas se sienten solas aunque tengan las personas que mas quieren a su lado. Podrás tenerlo todo pero si te sientes s realmente es tener nada.
Black was the color of ink used to dance across the cover of the book. Black was the emotion that crept its way into the house, crawling into our hearts and shattering conversation. Black was the sound of her screams as she was craving the poison cup. Black was the color of the night sky as two warm bodies begged for her to go back inside. Black was the thoughts of the baby screaming for comfort. Black was the image of two shillouettes coming to help. Black was the taste of sweat and salty tears stinging every action. Tonight was dark. Tonight was black.