Mental Health

A Pequeña Swallow
Been a while I snuggled the silence of my bed, Been a while I tangoed with the trees to the noise of the naked wind, Been a while I stargazed the swallow bird dashing with freedom,
By Lazywriter412 years ago in Poets
The Punching Bag
You and I are the same, we get beaten up for pleasure. We are hung by a rope or a chain, dangling in the air waiting for every punch to be the last,
By Angel Adagio2 years ago in Poets
Three down
I have always been fascinated by the paranormal, though I approach it with measured skepticism rather than blind belief. Most people assume every odd sound indicates a ghost, but true paranormal events are extraordinarily rare.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets
Keep on Climbing
We climbed because we had confidence that the branches would hold us safely We were confident that we had reached heights that only heroes could climb
By Shirley Belk2 years ago in Poets
Eclipsing Normal
Elaborate for me how you remain so freaking Casual Living in between the insane drama and irrational It's like watching Jerry Springer to find out who you call
By Kelli Sheckler-Amsden2 years ago in Poets
Rays of Hope
In the shadows where despair resides, A weary heart with heavy tides, Depression's grip, a relentless storm, But deep within, a flicker, warm.
By Ljubica Miletić2 years ago in Poets
Whispers of Woe
In the silence of a hollow night, Where stars whisper tales of plight, Lies an empty pocket, a weight so deep, Where dreams once danced, now shadows creep.
By Ljubica Miletić2 years ago in Poets
Where Goes the Weary
Where goes the weary if not to find a safe place to rest like a tired sparrow after a long flight finds comfort in its nest
By Jowie Espiritu2 years ago in Poets
Stoic Serenity: Embracing Resilience
In the realm of stoicism, we find, A philosophy of the steadfast mind, Facing life's trials with calm resolve, In the face of chaos, we adapt.
By Ian Sankan2 years ago in Poets
Space
Every night you Came to my mind, you Left a blank spot In my heart Partly breaking it... Sounds Emotional, I know... Thanks for reading! If you enjoyed my poem, please let me know by leaving a tip, a like or a comment. Subscribe if you're interested in my work! Any support is appreciated! <3 You might like these too:
By Anna 2 years ago in Poets
Screen
Pick, Select, Consume Scroll ever more to Your Doom. I reflect Yourself. Thavien's Token: This poem is constructed for Matthew Fromm's "Mirror, Mirror" challenge.
By Thavien Yliaster2 years ago in Poets
Dark Room
I had completely forgotten not only where I was, but also who I was - my name and even basic facts like the existence of mobile phones. It felt as if I had just woken up with no awareness or memories at all, which was amplified by being in a pitch black room.
By spooky session2 years ago in Poets