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Pauper of Prose Jul 2018
Churning with the shells of critters
Foam infused with flour hues
Reaching and receding
Timeless yet awash in currents
It learns in waves
The perfect pupil
Relying on all it can see
Awash and adrift
Ian Jul 2018
No, I don't want to get a tattoo with you,
I may not have a mark on you, but I'm covered in you.
Our past has brought with it a dizzying myriad of hardships,
Some by my hand, some by yours,
The only difference is I've changed,
And you still lie.

No, I don't want to get a tattoo with you,
Why would I share something so meaningful,
When you keep so many secrets,
Omit my existence to others,
And lie to my face?

No, I don't want to get a tattoo with you,
Because the idea of looking at my body,
And having a permanent memory of our lives,
Is a sickeningly sweet lie I cannot face.

No, I don't want to get a tattoo with you,
It'd be fake, just like our relationship with one another,
A lie we should've gave up on sooner.

No. I don't want to get a tattoo with you.
When I'm happy a tornado of o's and 1's cascade
from my heart, a why-
an endless carousel of binary;

But to be happy should be enough,
in those moments when I freeze and smile
I should ask for no more than that,

that last little star in the background
before the lights go dim,
and extinguish everything.
A poem about me and a poem about the universe and stars.
Lyn-Purcell Jun 2018
Have you ever known a rose
to be born with soft thorns

Have you ever known a heart
to be a still sea

Have you ever known a mind to
be a mere, simple garden
I'm feeling very reflective today, so I gave myself a lil task.
I wrote down on two A4 pieces of paper different words, (one paper I wrote different objects, the other I wrote random words) I folded them and I placed them in two small separate bowls. After shaking them, I closed my eyes and I picked a piece of paper from each of them.

The task was to write a line based on what you got, all starting with
'Have You Ever'
What I got was:
Flower + Beauty
Heart + Calming
Garden + Outlook

Just a lil fun, I enjoyed it!
Be back soon!
Lyn x
Ian Jun 2018
Is it truly hard?
Telling all, laying it bare,
Lowering your guard?

After all this time,
Are feelings still hard to share,
A mountain to climb?

You have been it all,
Friend and love, the whole affair,
And now you won't call.
                                      
This effect you hold
At this point I shouldn't care,
Feelings getting old.

Maybe it's on me,
Head in the clouds, unaware
That it would not

It dwells, haunting
Phantom feelings of you there
Always so daunting.

The silence is strong
Will you break it, would you dare?
Show me, prove me wrong.

Perhaps I'm a clod,
For trying to mend the tear,
I don't mean to ****.          

I thought we had won,      
Rekindled a perfect pair.
At least we had fun.

Given its last rites,
This feeling will go I swear,
End of sleepless nights.

This here marks the end,
In this dream that went nowhere,
No time left to spend.
Valerie Apr 2018
art
in a world full of colour,
i am a blank canvas.
MJS Apr 2018
I hide myself away day to day
is life always going to be this way.

I act like I fear nothing when I am scared of it all
always playing it cool when really I am a fool.

My heart in a box my mind its guard
never fall to hard, I hold that in disregard.

Don't let anyone in I can't let them win
they will see all my sin and know where I have been.

I don't allow my self to let go
I am scared of what I do not know.

Destined to be the old man alone
no one by my side except my dog and his bone.

If only I could accept who I am
not give a dam and just be me..
Alone once again and wishing I could feel something more than empty
Ben Meraki Jan 2018
Still need to show her
that I am ok with this.
Then all will be fine.
Tony Oquendo Aug 2014
I took your hand and held your pain
close to my heart whispered your name
and shared your joy while all the while
consoling the sorrow behind your smile
A reflection on true friends who don't need to comment, criticize or judge.  Who will laugh while you laugh and all the while hold close your pain and never let you go.
1SP Dec 2017
Hay algo en esta iglesia,
El aire parece ser más fino,
Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte:
Ay, Señor, ¿qué más hago para ti?

Dime...

¿Cómo elevar tu precioso nombre?
Porque anhelo adorarte
Creo que fingí una vez demasiados
Ahora el Espíritu Santo me ha tocado.

Hay algo en esta iglesia,
El aire parece ser más fino,
Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte;
Ay, Señor, ¿qué más hago para ti?

Dime...

Hay algo en este lugar,
Tan fuerte que no lo puedo luchar,
Sólo quiero verte ahora mismo,
Mi corazón baila porque estoy listo.

Este sentimiento que tengo es tan libre,
Ya no soy imprudente como un belitre;
Las Palmas de mis manos hierven con fe,
Fe en ti, Señor y todo por lo que moriste.

Hay algo en esta iglesia,
El aire parece ser más fino,
Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte;
Ay, Señor, ¿qué más hago para ti?  

Dime...

Lo único que puedo hacer es alabarte;
Puedo alabarte,
Puedo alabarte,
¿Qué más hago para ti?

Hay algo en esta iglesia,
Hay algo en esta iglesia...
There is my first Christian piece written specifically for Spanish literate audience. #MinistriesBeyondMissions
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