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Lillian Teresa Mar 2019
Can you see them in the night?
A thousand broken sisters
Howling at the moon
And leaking love

Watch them dance
Amid their sorrow
Watch them lift a new day
With every breath

Through their cracks
You get to know them
Through their tears
You'll wipe your own

Can you hear them?
Shrieking! Singing
“Amazing grace, how
******* SWEET the sound!”

Hurling empowerment
At their own reflections!
Taking their stolen souls
Back- By force!

By grace and the smell
Of their cigarettes;
Rolled in the very fabric
Of their fears.

Be afraid of them-
They are, and
Forever will be,
Unstoppable.
This is the poem I wrote upon leaving the psych clinic where I stayed in a trauma unit for a few weeks. I missed the strong and powerful women I met there a lot, and wanted to honor them somehow.
maddie Mar 2019
hope is lost
at the dawn of every day
my empty soul
stolen by the invisible narcissist in my head

i write to reflect
on the future at my grasp
unknowingly dreaming
and dangerously hoping

my heart soars
like a black eagle
reaching for one aspiration
although camouflaged with my dark past

i depend on the people in my future
to fill these endless dams
and bring back the lightness
just like the dark eagle at the crack of dawn

this is just the beginning
the pain and loss
all painting a beautiful portrait
and creating endless happiness

i hope to look back
and remind of these dark times
for they led to such light
and i’ll be glad i soared through

for i can not fly too high,
like Icarus and his feather wings
for all will end far too quickly,
with all of this leading to the final destination

full of my happy times.
Faryal Mar 2019
an uninvited guest comes for a visit
unwanted guest
where we just deal with it
Rather than overcoming it
Fear lies within
You trip on the unwanted guest
bump into it, yet it won’t leave
the seed of worry
That you would never water
Fear is a seed
that has been watered
By the unwanted guest
That’s when fear
Is holding you
In their arms
It’s a distorted reality
Only filled with fear
Aoi Feb 2019
Dear little scribbler,
This piece is for you
Always remember,
You are the best, that's true

You may have a hard time to compose,
Poetries or a prose
Relax and let your imagination wander,
Think, let your brain ponder

If you're not known, never relinquish
Your works will be distinguished
Allow your wings to spread,
Your ink, let it shed

Dear little scribbler,
Lift your dreams up high
Their judgements never matter,
Do not stop, always try.
M P Jan 2019
mom
You are my best friend
Someone I know will always be there
Someone I can tell all of my deepest darkest secrets
And know that you won’t tell anyone else

Your heart is as pure as water from a mountain spring
You wear it on your sleeve for everyone to see
You inspire me to be my best
Even in my lowest times

You support everything I do
No matter what it is
I trust you with my life
And I know you trust me with yours.
Steph Wams Jan 2019
Inspiration Come To Me!
I don't want to think...
I WANT TO-BELIEVE!
I could sit here for hours,
I could sit here alone,
My brain might be here... but I need
You the most.
That feeling when you have writer's block.
Todd Cheng Jan 2019
Once, while I wandered in a ***** city,
Where the suffering of people goes unseen
I thought that there could be nothing pretty
But then, when looking up I saw a painting above me
Blue as innocent as a baby blue-bird
But as deep and soft as a still and gentle sea

Unmoving as the great large tapestries of kings draped in gold,
Surveying from above all the passersby
Who look from below then leave with a story still untold
And escape from sight with seldom even a heartfelt goodbye.
However, to be fair to the artist the beauty may lie in the fact
That most of the mysteries are still intact

As I stood watching the sky it turned into night,
The endless deep meaning hidden behind that familiar painting of day.
But I was too tired from a long work-day
to glean anything substantial from the display
The ambitious and unfortunate man’s plight
To finally see the measure of the world past the sky
Just when our lives have worn out our eyes

But eventually the sun rose to break
The heavy cover of darkness that I felt lasted too long
Our piece of art came again for the city when it stirred awake
And despite the suffering our world ended up bright once more
So now, oft when I am watching too many things turn out wrong
I simply look right above me,
an ever-present reminder that tomorrow morning,
there will be something beautiful that I have need to see
kiran goswami Dec 2018
If I could make a film,
It would have been on her life,
Because I have not seen someone more inspiring than my mother.
Benji James Dec 2018
So many elements
Make up this man
Let me open up
Show all that I am
Take a little insecurity
Fill these eyes with some tears
Take a little fear
Sew them into this skin
If I'm gonna show it all
I need to let you see everything

Open up this heart
Cut it in half
Let all the love bleed out
Just so they have no doubt
All I've got is yours too hold
Take these hands filled with hope
Come inside my mind
Where you'll see all these
Dreams on display
Sometimes this Imagination
Runs away

There is passion
There is inspiration
There is motivation
There is faith
Stitched into the fabric of my being
Strength and hope, open your eyes
And you will see
All these things make up you and me

Sprinkle some hurt
To fill the drive
There's a little hate hidden inside
Kept in the dark corners of our mind
But I choose love, that is where I side
Opinions could fly out from these lips
But that would be counterproductive
I'm just trying to be me
The best I can be
I'm just trying to see
A world in which I can exist
And be proud of all I've accomplished.

Take a little anxiety
A pinch of crazy
Pour a little jealousy
Over me
All these little things
With some humanization
That adds up to this creation
I'll walk this world
Arms wide open
You'll see every inch of me
Nothing to hide
No disguise
No agenda in my eyes

There is passion
There is inspiration
There is motivation
There is faith
Stitched into the fabric of my being
Strength and hope, open your eyes
And you will see
All these things make up you and me.

Sprinkle some hurt
To fill the drive
There's a little hate hidden inside
Kept in the dark corners of our mind
But I choose love, that is where I side
Opinions could fly out from these lips
But that would be counterproductive
I'm just trying to be me
The best I can be
I'm just trying to see
A world in which I can exist
And be proud of all I've accomplished.

Take a little self-control
Inject some humour into my soul
Drink down some bravery
Fill my warrior spirit
through a dance
Filled with fire
Fill these eyes with starlit skies
Feel power building inside
A determination to be great
Finding a way to new heights
Through freedom, Through flight
This is so raw, This is so real
You're inheriting all that I feel.

There is passion
There is inspiration
There is motivation
There is faith
Stitched into the fabric of my being
Strength and hope, open your eyes
And you will see
All these things make up you and me.

Sprinkle some hurt
To fill the drive
There's a little hate hidden inside
Kept in the dark corners of our mind
But I choose love, that is where I side
Opinions could fly out from these lips
But that would be counterproductive
I'm just trying to be me
The best I can be
I'm just trying to see
A world in which I can exist
And be proud of all I've accomplished.

Honesty soaks into my skin
Revealing truths
Layed out before your sights
And it comes as no surprise
All of these acts that take the stage
Are giving there all
No time for questioning
No time for dismay
Only came to display all it is they can be
With each opportunity that came there way
With belief in their talents shown
Audiences left with their minds blown

There is passion
There is inspiration
There is motivation
There is faith
Stitched into the fabric of my being
Strength and hope, open your eyes
And you will see
All these things make up you and me

Sprinkle some hurt
To fill the drive
There's a little hate hidden inside
Kept in the dark corners of our mind
But I choose love, that is where I side
Opinions could fly out from these lips
But that would be counterproductive
I'm just trying to be me
The best I can be
I'm just trying to see
A world in which I can exist
And be proud of all I've accomplished.

©2018 Written By Benji James
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