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It's a day in the life
And once again I feel strife
It's hard to explain
The rick and roll of a roller coaster train
I'm stressed yet I'm calm
Then I fall asleep till dawn
I wake up at five
Feeling all sorts of alive
Semi disappointed but I make up my mind
It's time to get to work and thrive
I'm having trouble focusing but I get it done
Edit and submit
I'm done with it
Shower and decide
It's time for a ride
Hop in the car to the train
Smiling cause I'm insane
To the station I arrive
But my ticket but then
I snap for a moment
The mood is ruined
I feel like crying
I'm on my way in
I want to see the tree
I want to see my love
He's annoyed
I'm crying
What will happen
When I arrive
Breathing exercises
I'll still go see the tree
With or without him
I'm not dependent
But I am in love
Then I'll turn around and leave
Back to the train
Back to the car
Back to my bed
And on to a new day
12/3/16
 Dec 2016 Kalesh Kurup
ryn
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Times like these...
Just make you want to get up and run.


Forget the ache in your knee,
forget the weight on your back.
Forget the problems in your pocket,
forget the secrets in your sack.

Times like these...
Just make you want to dive deep.


Forget the myth of what lurks below,
forget the cautionary voices in your head.
Forget the whispers of restraint,
forget the monsters under your bed.

Times like these...
Just make you want to take off and fly.


Forget the wings that remain invisible,
forget the winds which refuse to carry.
Forget the bottom that awaits you,
forget the beckoning arms of gravity.

And take that leap into
the great unknown...

.
When I look back at the things I had
The things that now are gone
I was planting seeds of division
But the trees grew tall and strong

I used to see for miles around
But now the forest grows
Beneath the shade of branches
Are secrets no one knows

At first it was a place to hide
An oasis on barren lands
But holding on to a past that's gone
Was just leaving time on my hands

For years I must have wandered
Abandoning all that was good
I thought I knew my way out
But now I'm lost in the woods
Wow, I can't believe I got poem of the day! This made my night, I am honored. I want to thank all of the encouraging members on this site that kept me going when I wanted to give up.

This is probably one of my favorite poems I have written. I came to this site as a musician on hiatus looking for a creative outlet in life. This was the first poem where I felt as I wasn't a musician writing poems, but a poet. Thank you so much for your support and here's to many future works from myself and from all of you as well! :)

- The Mysidian Bard
 Dec 2016 Kalesh Kurup
Melissa S
Again the dream creeps in....
It's a gray dreary day
The sky is crying just like every
one else there that I dare look at
Leaves are falling down dancing
In the wind until they land on the ground
I see a hole and dirt beside it
I hear someone talking a male's voice
but I cannot understand what
or who they are talking about
Then a chill sweeps over me
As a sudden realization about where
I am hits me as my sisters squeeze my hands
One on each side of me and I scream
out and say NOOOOO
Momma doesn't want to be all alone
A silent prayer is lost in the wind
As they lower the casket
I start to feel weighted down
and start slipping from
The grip of my sisters and my family
People are talking to me but it feels as
if I'm in a tunnel and they are a long way off
Then I feel dirt being thrown on me
I think this isn't right why am I in the hole
Momma cannot breathe
Now I cannot breathe
and then... I wake up
Kaleidoscope vision
In a merry-go-round,
Carousel-like underworld,

Roller coaster experiences
In a haunted house,
Within an amusement park -
  Feeling nauseous - overwhelmed -
Dizzily swirled.

Out of breath,
On the ground--curled,

Deep
Down
In the
Netherworld.

Bumper cars on chase,
Crashing into me,

Nightmares, whilst wide awake,
Is what I regularly see.

Curious, scary clown faces
With open mouths,
Staring at me - following me - taunting me - Constantly,

This is what living with Anxiety
Feels like;
A freak show carnival
Taking place,
Inside,
And
Outside,
Of me.

~ Anxiety:
A repetitive nightmare!
A living Hell!
One, that I know, all too well!

By Lady R.F ©2016
 Dec 2016 Kalesh Kurup
Jude kyrie
A Love Poem
From
Jude Kyrie

They walked on the snow covered city sidewalk.
An old couple with slowing gait and unsure of their foothold.
He stopped under the streetlamp
holding her gently close to his heart.

Looking into her gray eyes still beautiful
untouched by the ravages of time
from so many long years.
Do you remember, my love?
You smiled at me here so long ago.
so very long ago under this very lamp.

Her face lightened a smile flickered
“yes, my darling I remember”.
The years fell away as leaves in the fall
and the icy world melted
in their moment of tender warmth.

He pulled her close to him.
Her body no longer old and frail.
He felt the strong woman inside her
the one he had loved forever.

I think of you in my dreams he whispered
join me in them my love.
You are wearing a summer dress
holding the single white rose
I brought for you.

The music in the café plays a waltz.
It swells and halts and ladies
sit in red gilded chairs sipping coffee.
The summer breezes the fragrance
of love into this room

Your smile once again enraptures my heart.
Your eyes darken as they find mine,
filling me with yet unfulfilled promises.
We are drowning in the melody about us
the music takes our hearts and
shines them as the sunlight on dewdrops.
Just the single pure white rose
cupped in your hands.

She smiled at the old memory
Her visions sharing his dream.
Even after this lifetime together.

"It is strange how one day
and a single white rose
can make lifetime lovers
from just friends."
she whispered.
Now that's what I call love and Romance
Smiles
Jude
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