My poison runs deep My spirit is wanned My emotions are rung tightly My blood feels thick Whenever I can feel it My heart drifts from ache to strain
By MothMa'am3 years ago in Poets
A mountain seems to float above The temperatures that ripple Earth below it Layers give the senses a shove You're being crippled and you know it
By Gerard DiLeo3 years ago in Poets
There was a time when time stood still; She was frozen, Silenced; Scared to speak, Both verbally and on paper; Then, the fragile pink lotus,
By Carol Ann Townend3 years ago in Poets
You told me I was useless, You told me I was worthless; You used me as your punchbag, You treated me like I was nothing.
Days passed without a shade, Enveloping her very being. She followed the whims of the wind, Searching for a path alien to her.
By Sun Bee3 years ago in Poets
A great big roar, A flash of light, The heavens create a beautiful sight. Darkness; The crashing of drums all around, My voice dares to make a sound.
Stillness of the night on the full moon disturbed me. Nothing moved not even the wind. streetlights were drowned out
By Sheila L. Chingwa3 years ago in Poets
Self-love is not instantaneous. It does not happen overnight, but rather through the occurrence of challenges, adversities, and unpredictable life circumstances.
By Annie Edwards 3 years ago in Poets
Nothing in this world, is volatilized in no time, Like the mind, May be creation or annihilation, The mind, never mind,
By Esala Gunathilake3 years ago in Poets
Bitter greens Slithering unseen Through my dreams A strenuous subcutaneous existence Complaisance in a crime of the mind
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Listening to slow jams in other languages I don’t speak their language But they hear all that languishes in my heart They cut through the pain
Living inside PTSD, it's a constant battle Trying to hold it all together, but feeling rattled Memories haunt me, like a ghost the night
By Wayne Ince3 years ago in Poets
