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SomaSonata Mar 2021
Left me high and dry
With no room to spare inside
Consolation prize

There's no end in sight
Your favorite *******
Returns the favor

Supernova explodes
Into a spectrum of light
The colors bleeding

Gone without a trace
Absorbed into outer space
Totally consumed

Beings of light
Trapped in material form
Roses which adorn

Untapped potential
Systematically reformed
Inconsequential
hello dear,
I hope you’re on your way, 
hope you’re somewhere near.

I’m getting better, day by day,
and I just want you to know,
that I’m tired of waiting,
but I’m doing okay.

and I know that soon we will meet
and our souls will fall in love,  
so our life can be complete.

so dear, 
I hope you’re on your way, 
hope you’re somewhere near.

and if you’re currently working on yourself too,
you might be my man, my hubby, my boo.

so please don’t give up,
just keep moving.
I’m writing these lines,
because I know there is someone for me, too,
just like in the movies.

so let’s keep going,
keep growing
until the day we can water each other.

I’m searching for you, lover.

and I’m always excited,
while the story extends,
‚cause my favourite movies,
are the ones with happy ends.

- gio -
LannaEvolved Feb 2021
Love is the feeling of what it feels like to know
without a glimmer of anything but certainty.
That Love is faith in what still exists
In the sliver of a piece of the life
you always knew lives and breathes deep inside you
A new life where the moon overlooks
the shadow of doubt and dust from a past one
It is to form the new horizon of truth happiness inner peace in silent deserved action. This truth you know.
Believe in that love.
A lovely heartfelt message delivered by butterfly that has found her wings again over the past 4 years; learning to understand the love that resides within herself and always has.
Cheers to the day all my amazing Shifters, to this day, and to the happiest and beautiful of Valentines to you all. Love is here for you now.
Kit Feb 2021
I am distorted
Slowly, strangely warping
Bulging and divulging all my secrets to the haze

I am warped
All features long and short
Oozing breath without a step towards a goal to name

A sudden sorrow leaving
A mirrored mind, sweetly deceiving
And ancient trust that scrapes the rust
For the morrow's morning break
KC Jan 2021
At a glance, not oneself was visible,
unaware of branches' stretch
but a hint, a shadow: moving foliages
,and leaves of september.
Till the chasm fronting it, submit
itself to summer rain and midnight cry.

At a glance, not oneself was visible:
Only a fissure beneath the cumulonimbus
covering it with lapiz tears, three meters
deep, and not oneself invisible.
Shawn D Smith Jan 2021
To I am who is weak
The empty one. Hollow yet still harboring life within. I'm holding on to that contradiction. I've shown love never have I seen it's reflection. Something so easy for me has never been an issue, because
I am love. Every ounce of my being is love. Pain changes all whether for better or for worse. Strike,strike and continuously be striked. Is the pattern of the one who loved.

The voice of my soul is on the verge of being burned away, repeating "help!". My soul waits in limbo, In a world beyond the distorted end. Longing to be reunited.
Anticipations are nearing fulfillment, and my hand is on my heart to stop it from crying. My heart trembles at the sadness that will
come. Countless times I've suffered this deep sorrow.
I know all too well what is up ahead. what lies in wait is silent darkness.
This immature heart, it remains forever unchanging and pure. Waiting to be reunited. The time I wait for something that time is no factor should be short. With every passing moment, feels like an eternity. Hope entices me, while faliure greets me.
Unconvinced of truth, I want to
change reality because truth is too cruel. I'm ready to be hurt. Numb to the pain yet still afraid. layers of invisible scars become Unfamiliar memories, bitter memories, shameful memories. Im
Closing my past away from view
In order to keep my heartbeat from stopping. I will continue to keep and hide these sins that remains forever. Why do I want to forget something that which is valuable and important to me? choice seems to be a trap, My soul cries out Repeating “It hurts!” My soul aches as well as my heart. The path I now walk is to search for real hope.
I've come here, and the greatest weapon I have is kindness. If they are separated, I’ll bring them together here with kindness. I'll let that kindness melt my frozen tears.  

To I who is weak no more.
I am love.
Every ounce of my being, is love. Pain changes all whether for better or for worse. Heal,heal and continuously be healed, Is the pattern of the one who loves.
KC Jan 2021
I remember when i too became foreign
far away from the hometown
that of: warm mountain-air,
sunday vendor chatter,
morning capitol walks,
And a sense of security
made felt by local robbers.
Gone at a step out the hometown.

I remember when i too became foreign
loitering unnamed lands, homesick
with lingering feelings, homesick.
Through and through the cold air
Missing my own home, and sick
of this haunting thought
whereas my body is new to such soil
And uneasy foreign-then-local conversation.
To an extent that in my own house,
I am sick and foreign.

I remember when i too became foreign
speaking the local tongue, and moving
accordingly to local norms, knowing
names: neighbors, nearby restaurants,
employers, employees, and officemates.
Being never really accustomed to the new
and holding on to such defining truth
that i am my own hometown.
KC Jan 2021
Little but coarse
that of a sands' valiance
all and itself
till rushing seas rummages
in-between cowardice
weakening what had been was.

Little but coarse
then taken by beach water
as it rode the ocean depth
all to the ocean floor
far from light and ocean breath.

Little but coarse
it endured the heavy above
some can only take some
but all turn a little softer
only those that still have
ride back and above.
CIVILIZATION

To grow
as a
person it's
important
to make
time for
oneself.
Self growth
is
significant
to
environmental development. Much more to
life than
ignorance.
Education best legacy.

#c9_fm
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