On this journey through the vast unknown,
With words as our compass and our guide,
We shall explore the depths of the unknown,
And discover all that we can abide.
We shall travel through the realms of the mind,
And explore the depths of our souls,
We shall learn the secrets of the universe,
And discover our true selves along the way.
We shall not be afraid to venture forth,
Into the unknown and the untamed,
For we know that we are not alone,
And that we are always guided by the muse.
So let us set sail on this journey of discovery,
With our minds open and our hearts full of hope,
And let us see what wonders await us,
On this journey through the vast unknown.
On this journey through the vast unknown,
Though we may wish for things to come our way,
Sometimes the delay can be sweet,
For it can give us time to reflect and pray,
And see the things that we can meet.
It can be hard to wait for something long,
But it can also be a blessing,
For it can give us time to hear a song,
And find out what we are missing.
The delay can give us time to be still,
And to appreciate the things we have,
It can show us secrets that we can’t see until,
The moment that we are glad.
The sweetness of delay can be found,
In the moments that we take,
For it can give us joy that abounds,
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You’re a beautiful mystery clad in gorgeous enigma.
You’re poetry that looks good in a skirt.
You are a notebook, a yearbook, a sketchbook, a burn book,
every facet of you written in swirling cursive,
rhymes and famous signatures snaking between cinnamon hair and cleverness.
You’re the first dream of the boy too scared of nightmares to sleep again.
You are the taste of honey and cigarettes on the lips of the first girl that boy ever kissed.
You are a dictionary. Your picture isn’t just under “beautiful.”
It’s under “dangerous” and “witty” and “myth”
You are a poem, a telltale heart beating inside a lesson in vengeance,
temporary only because nothing gold can stay.
You are the raw words read aloud by the daring poet,
standing beneath midnight moon,
the power of the throne,
the breath of a whispered promise falling upon the ear,
the warmth of kisses on the cheek,
the passion of all hope there ever was in trust and truth.
You are the fire in lightning,
the sparkle in the snow and the glitter in the rain,
the fierceness of the wind and the gentle, soothing peace,
the blazing chill of winter and the roar of summer’s heat.
But you’re still a mystery.
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Look at your phone
Look at your book
Look at your blanket
Look at your wardrobe
Look at that bar code
Look at that matchstick
They all have lines
They would not be created without lines
Lines can divide
Lines can unite
Lines can organize
Lines can cut
Lines can be rough-edged
Lines can be smooth and refined
Lines are signs
Lines tell you something
Lines can be curvy
And those curves can be ridden and lead into another path
The world would not be complete without lines
The world would not be created without lines
But you can’t cross lines
Lines cross you
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what lingers here, leaving only
once your memory fell through
and escaped from my hands like a river,
it is gold, forever now, because of it.
here, something once so dark
is asking me,
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I’ll not claim to be a lyrical master
I’ll not boast that there’s no one faster
I’m not brightest not the dullest
My words my not mesmerize or drive you to hysteria
I may not have every thing that you’ve got
I am however the one thing you are not
I am Me and I’m the only me that has ever or will ever be
I special in my own way my words are mine to say
No matter what you think you are who I am can never be taken away
I am The One the one and only me, No matter what you try
or how much you pay you can never be me
I’m one of a kind and unique and in all the vast Multiverses stand alone
To me there is no equal and there is no clone
In all the worlds in all the times I stand alone
For you see when it comes to me you can’t compare
you might think it’s not right or it’s not fair
but the fact remains the same you have to see
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As I lay awake last night
Contemplating my life
I felt it in my heart
It hit me as sharply as a knife
I love you
And I know you already know
But I’ve only come to realize how much I truly do
I love you so much, That I don’t know what to do
Don’t know what to do with this love for you
It’s burning my soul
With its sheer amount and intensity
I am legitimately at a loss
at what to do with this density
Do I wrap it up and tuck it away?
Or do I allow it to have its way
Would I scare you off if I told you this?
Or would you give a gentle kiss
Would you want to escape from it?
Take your chance to split
Or would you be filled with happiness?
Feel the pure and raw tenderness
It scares me but I know
My self-awareness is rather slow
But now that I know what I know
It’s hard not to show
I love you
I love you so much
Though what to do with this overflowing heart
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such a wretched world we live in
where time is enemy
and enemies are your friends
plastering phony smiles
and faking best regards
why live in a world
where the sun scarcely shines?
here’s to living life
purely in the moment
where only true words can prosper
minds only full of wonder
and happy thoughts
that can never decompose
a world like this exists,
I heard you moved,
out of town.
Somewhere far away,
and I’m still waiting here.
And to think I was foolish enough,
to believe every word you said.
Let you and your lies,
get inside my head.
Sometimes I go to the grocery store,
just to make conversation.
Usually no one talks back.
So I give them my money,
the little I have left,
and take my candy bar,
and walk away.
I can feel them staring,
at me as I walk away.
I can feel your heartbeat,
why didn’t you stay?
Read a book on moving on,
and it made me regress.
So I threw it in the fire.
I wonder if you’re thinking of me,
or if I’m the only one.
I hurt just beneath the surface,
my insides are melting.
I can’t seem to find,
a way to forget.
My mind says let go,
but my heart says no.
So if you’re looking for me,
I’m most likely at the grocery store,
talking to all the cashiers.
The hills roll for miles,
The sun smiles around
These mounds of green earth
As it circles into
The cloudy, dim sky.
Lying among the slopes
Are the hopes and dreams
Of seeds; growing grass
And lasting flowers –
Hours into days.
Winds play songs in the
Leaves of browning trees
As they squeeze between
The leaning branches;
These leaves fall in love.
What were the chances,
That they’d fall on us?
We are surrounded,
Abound by, crowned by,
Found all around in
A women whose life
isn’t surrounded by
a lie anymoret
is worth everything,
A women who masters
the courage to bring
the truth to light,
deserves a man’s
After a long time when we met, my anxious heart felt peace
flowers of my wihes stared smiling
like spring in garden
when my waiting eyes met your sharp eyes
drinks started flowing
i didn’t need some pouring my drinks
i felt felt drunk without drinking
night passed into morning
candles started flickering
my life started shining in the bright light of timeliness
joy and attractions everywhere
joy in the hearts
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If I could turn back time
I would hit Backspace all day,
Id put on Caps Lock
and SHOUT what I say.
I’d use the whole Alphabet
To tell you hello,
Press seven Numbers
Til your phone is aglow.
I’d Tab through the comments
I didn’t want to hear,
And use the Arrow Keys
To drag your body near.
I would Delete the harsh words
I didn’t mean to speak,
And Insert the “I love yous”
I before couldn’t leak.
I would use Ctrl to
Keep reigns over my heart,
And I would Escape lies
That tore us apart.
I’d Print out your photo
And kiss it goodnight,
Use the Calculator
To check that it was right.
I’d Paint you a picture
of us, you and me,
Then I’d hit Enter
Just so you would see.
Those are the things
I would do in my strife,
If only Backspace
worked in real life.
The influence on me is like a glue that is ******* my skinLearnt so many things the hard way don‘t blame what I hate on my skin.Little things matter the most don‘t wait until you are carried awayBeing jolted in the right direction but peer group pressure makes me look away.Another bad influence coming my way I think I will just settle for another shotAs soon as I get rid of one another bad influence comes knocking trying his shot.I really think I need a fresh new habit I can‘t keep going down this laneMy new instincts keeps telling me that my new habit left down my old lane.
Who are you?I look in the mirrorBut my vision is blurredI don’t cry anymoreOver himBut sometimes I still lose my mindSometimes I still feel sickSometimes I smoke because it makes the feeling go awaySometimes I drinkSometimes I just lay in bed all dayMourningWho are you?I’m searching for peaceAnd it feels like something that doesn’t want to be foundI could lay in the snowAnd the sunshineAnd let myself meltJust like the iceAnd become one with the earthThe ice reminds me of your eyesAnd now the earth reminds me of hisSomedays I wish I was more than just a broken heartAnd a tortured soulI wish my pain had substance
My spirit can not be tarnishedMy will can not be bentLike goldI am invincibleMy value can not be pricedMy life can not definedLike goldI am impenetrableMy thoughts can not be containedMy character can not be taintedLike goldI am pureMy love can not be given freelyMy time can not be wastedLike goldI am expensiveYou can not destroy meYou can not make me disappearLike goldI am immortal
Like the day that I was bornI‘m alive despite the pressureI‘ve arrived to learn the answersIn a hospital towelThe brightest day of my mother‘s lifeBut you pretend my lips are blueMaybe I‘m dead to you (and only you)Maybe im just dead to youWhen you finally left you saidNever again, never again, never againWhen I finally woke I saidNever again, never again, never againLike christmas day at homeI‘m profoundly moved by lettersThat hope I‘m feeling betterIn a hospital gownIt was once the first moment of my lifeTo pretend my lips were blueA decade passed and I met youMaybe I‘m just dead to youThe only gift you chose to leaveAre fever dreams, the kind you still believeI‘ll scream how it feels to feelAnd you‘ll try so hard not to hearLike the day I learned to readExpressions meant to lie to meSeeing forest from the treesLosing trust in majestySo I write to concentrateOn the echos down the storm drain
Your name isforbidden inmy mouthor in my heartbecause wheni think aboutyou;i‘ll cry a little more,hurt a little strongerlove a little softerbecause you no longermake me feel soberi‘m drunk on thememory of you
My cries won’t be heardBut these words I screamWill be seenthese words will remainBut I will be dustAnd ashes blown by a gustOf wind in the nightOf your once so called lovely sightI miss you everydayAnd I wish there was any wayI can reach you partnerBut my soul has deadMy body has leftI’ve come to face my deathI’m away on a strange questmy heart criesMy soul bleeds infiniteI love the sight of me and you in itthis wasn’t my dreamThe death of a joint soulWishing to grow oldit’s sad how we part ways in the coldHear me nowHear me loud and clearMy last words to youMy DearI am not farI am hereI am nearNear you
I have since forgottenall that I thought that I knew.I don‘t know,one day my whole lifewas staring back at mefrom the pages of my notebooks;I picked ‘em upand threw them all away.Maybe I was ashamedof my nakedness;Maybe I was justtired of all the make–upA man must put oneveryday before his breakfast.I just threw ‘em awaylike yesterday‘s trash.Now I have a new canvas.
Don‘t give me your hopeDon‘t give me your nameGive me your loveThen drown me in shameDon‘t give me a smileDon‘t give me a winkGive me your mindTo insult how I thinkDon‘t give me the truthIf the truth is a lieDon‘t give me your heartIf you‘re meant to dieAll this time in broken reflectionAll this time a lonely rejection
She was like music,
and I longed to dance.
Her heart was the beat,
and I begged for the chance.
Her words were the vocals,
and I was put in a trance.
Her smile was the melody,
and I fell in love at first glance.
I write because I
woke up this morning. I had
my coffee and finally stopped
I write because I have
a lot to say. I want to put it
down before I lose the sound of
the words reverberating in my ear.
I write because my hands
are as filled as my heart. And they
want to reach out to everyone, the ****
the lawyer, the nun.
A mere phantom of life
Silent and miserable
Waves as people walk by,
Yells ‘I’m here, invisible!’
It doesn’t know they don’t see
It doesn’t know they can’t hear
It shouts till its voice is soar,
Then finds solace in fear.
Will they ever listen?
Will they stop to understand?
Will anyone look further
Maybe even lend a hand?
That is how they live
That is how this works
For they do see the agony
In our eyes
But they revel in the feeling of
What causes one’s tear
Makes the other smile
But this is how the world works
There is agony to every soul
Pain behind every smile.
That is what sustains the world
That is what makes it worth the while
It may be the devil’s evil thought
But nobody ever gets caught
Cause its just a feeling, this
The place where they talk
The place that they reveal ***** secrets
Is the place that nurses this feeling
Is the place, noone should be
Seen lurking in.
For then you can’t hide
Behind ur hypocrisy
Where u say u r happy for the world
But actually their pain is ur ecstacy
For now u feel exposed
It is lifted, the cloak
You wore everyday as u reveled
In the feeling called
There was an esoteric land
Unknown from the world
Hidden behind reason
And higher consciousness
A mythical place
Neither on land
Nor, in the sky
The scene and unseen
Only penetrating vision
Could conjure the position
The axis of power
The minds and bodies
Pristine and clear
Outside the realm of everyday
So much more was there
And soul’s originality
Empowered the inhabitants
In the esoteric land
As pale as the sky to her skin,
As painful as the eyes to sink within,
If anything but her voice to be heard from him,
Would it be any better if the hearts could talk from within?
If presence is all that matters, and silence cannot be shattered, would it be any better if the hearts could talk from within?
As hard as it is to replace each other,
And as empty as they feel together
Would it be any better if the hearts could talk from within?
They say time heals everything, but,
What if the hearts stop talking from within?
There is this storyabout the sun and moon,the one is cold and hurting,and the other is in pain, burning.And once in a while they meel,but never as near to call it love,so we call it an eclipse instead,where they almost collide,and perhaps, they almost do.But they never will,and saddest partabout these two is,they never knew.
Winter maybe a gloomy seasonHer smile makes everything alrightSpring maybe a blooming seasonHer laughter makes it more cheerfulSummer maybe an exhausting seasonHer wink makes the day more radiantAutumn maybe a ripening seasonHer aesthetic vibes sound more peaceful