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Colm Apr 2020
Hovering where here
On the edge of a mountain
Holding steady fast
A tired high, a subtle cliff
A calling fall which rings out
This one is about that lost feeling when you're traveling between work and personal time. Stuck between repetitious duty and selfish desire.
Shounak Apr 2020
The roads, deserted
everything's come to a standstill
people are still leaving
leaving common sense at home
value for life? none
the only thing hitting the road
should be rays of the sun
new levels of disregard
it's my nails, i have to get them done
sitting thousands of miles away,
i clenched my fist
Arup Chakraborty Apr 2020
I want an inception,
Where a dreamlike state,
Will cross several layers.

I want to be confused,
A confusion which will,
Take me back to the birth of the earth..
Plank wall,gravity,no time.
A few bubble...
I want to hold one of them,
And let it be large enough,
To accommodate a man.

I want to leave the world,
To live in a single world.
I want to be alone...
Oceara Miedema Apr 2020
Things are just a thing sometimes.
Going through phases in this life.
The stars and planets are planners.
They tell you something if you listen carefully.

There have always been things carefully set up to push you in the right direction.
You have to follow, there's no other way.
Your path is so magical or so extremely horrifically hard.
But it's yours and yours only.

Embrace the light you see in front of you.
You can walk to it.
It's alright, it'll lead you home.
Embrace it cause it will happen and you will be save.
But oh what a journey and oh the things you must give, I know!

Things are just a thing sometimes.
Going through phases in this life.
The end phase is the hardest when you have to end it yourself.
You went through a part of the old times before they changed.
They changed for the better.

You helped in the change but you had to go through it.
The pain and the battle.
Embrace it cause it will always happen and you will be save.
But oh what a journey and oh the things you must give, I know!
17-04-20
Yazad Tafti Apr 2020
today i feel like putting a gun to my temple
colt .45 ravaged my cranium only so i don't have to go to temple
no more sins i need to have confessed
polished sleek glock; my prayer ejected through the chamber
PULL THE TRIGGER -- FUCKN PULL IT MAN!!
hold on, the last time i come to terms with contraband
am i filled with love,  joy, despair or anger?
all i need is my reverend spirit to unclothe its self
i no longer succumb to the falsity of needing to have impressed


cut the gesture man
you just be playing chicken
but when i quit playing
you'll hear me squawk
one shot you'll know i've been stricken
farmer Joe tell him this is his last wake-up call
and that bright light in the mornin bruh
we all know sunrises don't last for a split second  


POP! muuu fckkkaaa
really it's a rooster that squawks in the morning
i feel better
one way in one way out baby
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