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 Oct 2018 Arlen
Lil Lalo
It took me seventeen years
to understand
what they meant
when they said
That the monsters don't live
under beds.
ip dip sky blue
remember who played the game
with you.

And if you try to deny me
the debt that falls due
it'll be
ip dip sky blue.

Backtrack to the coal sack
and the smoking fires.

don't fly around the flames
dive in
head first
get there before you feel the pain.

ip dip sky blue
running through
my head again.

Did I mention dementia?
do you fear it might come?
to wake up one morning
and know it's begun.

Fate can wait in the queue
and it's
ip dip sky blue.
 Sep 2018 Arlen
Graff1980
Nobody knows the
the darker corners
of my decrepit soul,

a stale and stinky
nasty shrinking
***** of abstraction,
that is less than
a fraction
of nothingness,

a shadowy space
where people cringe
and strangers displace
their rage
till tension and resentment
fill this smelly place.

Nobody knows
that my heart
does not grow
but disposes
of the red roses,
dripping paint
of crimson pain,

beatings
taken in exchange
for struggles
and anguish,
pumping out plump
plumes of poetry
and prose
to express the truth,

that nobody knows.
 Sep 2018 Arlen
Joshua Michael
Sick of feeling sick of it
Sick of the adictions im aflicted with
Sick of counting flocks of sheep
Sick of tryna fall asleep
Sick of being sick of voices
Sick of bieng the designated driver
the designated driver to all of it
its your fault my mind is now illand i have to drive it now
 Aug 2018 Arlen
Amanda Kay Burke
Dear You,
I hope you find me someday,
And I am everything you need,
I will be the one that follows
To any place you wish to lead.

A time will come when I meet you,
Although I do not know who you are,
You are somewhere out there in this world,
Maybe close, possibly far.

Wonder if your eyes are blue,
Or if they are brown like mine,
Green, grey, or hazel,
Ask that question all the time.

When will I finally see your face?
How much longer do I have to wait?
I am dying to know your name,
It is kept secret by fate.

Still have all these questions,
No answers I can see,
One thing is for certain,
You were made for me.

We're going to fall in love somehow
According to the universe's plan,
Even if you do not know it now,
You are going to be my man.

We are perfect for each other
In absolutely every way,
The first moment we touch
Will steal my breath away.

You'll tell me I am beautiful
Because we are meant to be,
I'll realize you are The One,
I love you stranger.
Sincerely,
Me
I'm proud of this one I wrote way back in 7-28-11
 Aug 2018 Arlen
Ambika Jois
Rainbow
 Aug 2018 Arlen
Ambika Jois
When we were kids,
We just couldn't rest.
We'd wake up early,
Coz each day was a fest.
The younger we were,
The less we slept.
We felt waking up was better,
There was much to test!

The more we learned,
The more we knew,
The more we heard,
That more became true.
The less we observed,
The less we grew,
The less we listened,
This less became true.

We learned to wait,
We learned about patience.
We designed ourselves to fit in,
Whilst we outwaited our creations.
We began to yearn for time,
We began to yearn for another chance.
We began to yearn for what we once had,
We began to blame it on finance.

We spent our first few years unafraid,
Didn't we know then that we were in an ocean?
We didn't stop to think of that, did we?
We just continued to join the waves in motion.

We didn't know fear,
Until we reached for something others couldn't.
We didn't know fear,
Until we yearned for something others didn't.
We didn't know fear,
Until we waited in hope, whilst others didn't.
We didn't know fear,
Until the rainbows we saw weren't our own.

Now time is running out,
We're in yet another decade.
We've been through hell and back,
But we've reached this age, still afraid.
We wake up everyday with reluctance,
We don't want to face our duties.
We muster it up and turn on auto-pilot,
We let ourselves become our own refugees.

We've forgotten how we awoke,
6am every Christmas morning,
Run downstairs to see Santa's gifts,
Our tummies all butterflicious, hearts warming.
We've forgotten how we felt excited,
To face each day with the unknown
Each year taught us to be less dependent,
Leading up to the writings on our headstone.

Isn't it time we were born again, everyday?
Just so we once again embrace what we don't know?
With something new to look forward to,
Would we not find this lost joy and our own rainbow?
I was watering the plants this morning and saw this lovely rainbow. And then these thoughts suddenly came rushing in, alerting me of how we get caught up in moments that make life seem so long, when it's actually pretty short. We spend so much of this time being weary, afraid and cautious. We didn't go through all this as kids! It's actually quite a painful feeling, to know that we were happier as kids when we feared less than we do now as grown ups. I’ve feared for too long now. I just don’t have the energy anymore. It’s demotivating and has made me begin to question why I wake up everyday if I cannot feel the way I used to as a kid. Kids have such love for each day that there is much to learn from. It seems to get harder as I grow older, to be more like them. Fearless. Here’s what I feel I’ve become and I know there are more like me. I hope you can relate to this poem I wrote. Enjoy :)
 Jul 2018 Arlen
Pablo Picasso
i have a face cut from ice
a heart pierced in a thousand places
so to remember
always the same voice
the same gestures
and my laughter
heavy
as a wall
between you and me

the ones who are most alive
seem the most still

behind the milky way
a shadow dances

our gaze climbs toward the stars
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