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 Jan 2017 Angel
Sanjukta Nag
Merged
 Jan 2017 Angel
Sanjukta Nag
Our bodies are facing
The arms of dawn.
Conflicts of our skins
From night's reverie
Floating with fading purple.
Still lost in the depth of
Your starry mouth,
Particles of me
Merging into the universe.
Mingled thoughts
Under mingled fingers
Making galaxies crumbled
Time after time
Inside my closed eyes,
As I'm being washed by your
Warm luminosity.
I'm overwhelmed as Merged got selected as a daily poem. It means a lot to me. I'm grateful to all the poet-readers of HP. I wouldn't be able to achieve it without their support. Thanks a lot ❤
 Jan 2017 Angel
Sanjukta Nag
Merged
 Jan 2017 Angel
Sanjukta Nag
Our bodies are facing
The arms of dawn.
Conflicts of our skins
From night's reverie
Floating with fading purple.
Still lost in the depth of
Your starry mouth,
Particles of me
Merging into the universe.
Mingled thoughts
Under mingled fingers
Making galaxies crumbled
Time after time
Inside my closed eyes,
As I'm being washed by your
Warm luminosity.
I'm overwhelmed as Merged got selected as a daily poem. It means a lot to me. I'm grateful to all the poet-readers of HP. I wouldn't be able to achieve it without their support. Thanks a lot ❤
 Jan 2017 Angel
GaryFairy
born with a halo shattered
human afterbirth in dirt
withered wings, feathers tattered
protrusions of pain and hurt

only an angel can be born
held by the devil's hands
flesh becomes hard, when its torn
only an angel understands
I wrote this a few years ago. I don't think I have posted it for a while
 Jan 2017 Angel
HRTsOnFyR
I am no longer waiting for a special occasion; I burn the best candles on ordinary days.
I am no longer waiting for the house to be clean; I fill it with people who understand that even dust is Sacred.
I am no longer waiting for everyone to understand me; It’s just not their task
I am no longer waiting for the perfect children; my children have their own names that burn as brightly as any star.
I am no longer waiting for the other shoe to drop; It already did, and I survived.
I am no longer waiting for the time to be right; the time is always now.
I am no longer waiting for the mate who will complete me; I am grateful to be so warmly, tenderly held.
I am no longer waiting for a quiet moment; my heart can be stilled whenever it is called.
I am no longer waiting for the world to be at peace; I unclench my grasp and breathe peace in and out.
I am no longer waiting to do something great; being awake to carry my grain of sand is enough.
I am no longer waiting to be recognized; I know that I dance in a holy circle.
I am no longer waiting for Forgiveness. I believe, I Believe.

-Mary Anne Perrone

Photo: Ingmari Lamy
Via Sacred Dreams
 Jan 2017 Angel
Jade Lima
New year
 Jan 2017 Angel
Jade Lima
Here comes the new year,
Does that mean new fears?
I've already lost everything i held so dear.
I just hope that there aren't any coming of tears.
So what am i hoping for?
I guess people see me as more or less of a bore.
Social interactions are sometimes becoming a chore.
I sometimes reminisce in our memories.
But i'm so lost and there is no key.
And you, you're nowhere to be found.
I guess now i'm used to the sound.
Of people waltzing in and out of my life.
I tried my best but i couldn't keep my wrists away from the knife.
Ugh, i wish i could start over my life.
Too often i find myself stumbling around without any direction.
Where i was ever going, i have no recollection.
But with a new year, comes new memories.
But as an outcast i'm finding it hard to make my own history.
What can you do when you struggle to find friends?
I'm more or less okay, but i guess i sometimes still pretend.
But when everything is mediocre, you sometimes want to find someone with whom you can get closer.
I guess i lost before it ever began.
Am i stuck here slowly sinking into quicksand?
But if it were up to me, i'd regain my sanity.
And start climbing the stairs in hopes of finding a key.
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