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 Jan 2018 Nayana Nair
Lior Gavra
It flies amongst the stars.
Flashes for a moment.
Despite the left scars.
Holds a place close, yet far.

It carries the fallen.
From mistaken paths.
To reaches impossible.
And develops new plans.

It creates new countries.
Raises dead soldiers.
Stamps unsung heroes.
With a feeling of free.

Hear its silent sound.
Open up your eyes.
Place it in your heart.
Elevate from the ground.

It helps us climb.
Better than rope.
Do you see its shape?
It is hope.
 Jan 2018 Nayana Nair
S P Lowe
ADHD
 Jan 2018 Nayana Nair
S P Lowe
sometimes
                                                       ­                         my
                                     ­ brain
                       doesn’t
                                                       ­     work

right
                                                ­                               and

                             my

                                              thoughts

     ­                                         scatter

               ­                                                    like
                               beads

                                     spilled
                               on
                                                              ­                 tile

floor
Find me where roads divide
so that we can walk together our always
Let's be wilting Roses
and find within us some rain
Cultivate some pleasure
out of our loneliness and pain
Let's start from the end
and maybe find the start
Let forever be our beginning
and infinity be our stop
Let's take off from the sky
so that eternity's our limit...
before we take a stand
Let's have our destiny in hand
say goodbye at Hello
and Hello at goodbye
suffocate at dawn and
at dusk of our affection sigh
Let's start from the chilling twilight
in the cold of moonlight
and conclude in warmth of Sunlight
When I lost her I thought
I had totally lost my radar
now I realize losing her
only made me stronger
Losing her gave me an opportunity
to strive and find a better version of me
to look in the mirror and find the flaws
upon which I drew beautiful lessons...
Losing her taught me how to build walls
when I notice am about to let wolves
into the sanctuary of my Heart
to have my world broken apart
and made me an astute judge at times
to endure the bitter cold of loneliness
than mess about kissing toads
Losing her created a great hole
of incompleteness in the center of
my Heart, and also made one thing clear
the One who would succeed in filling up
that gaping canyon would be worth
the better version I found while
trudging the boulevard of broken dreams
and surviving the waves and storms...
I thought I was totally lost when I lost her
but now I realize, I simply lost her to find me...
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