Every Day Poems

2023-05-14 03:18:18 Dear God please give me strength,
To get through this pain, this hurt, this length.
I know you're with me every step of the way,
Help me fight through this darkness and find my way.

The tears keep falling, soaking my pillow,
But somehow, someway, I know I'll get through.
I'll wipe my tears and stand up tall,
And face this challenge, once and for all.

So let the tears fall, let them flow,
For soon enough they'll dry you know.
And in their place, a healing balm,
Will bring you peace, and keep you calm.

So don't give up, don't lose your fight,
For in the end, everything will be alright.
And when you look back on these tears,
You'll see how far you've come, and conquer all fears. Open / Comment

2023-05-14 01:11:14 I rather like the oddity in my ardours, my archetype molding in a stone thousand years old,

I rather like her demure stubbornness not leaving her bones, her armor golden and bold,

I rather like their wit drizzling down from the sky, waiting for earth to shield from their touch,

I rather like his disdain for replica of life, his wildness keeping him above that void of clutch. Open / Comment

2023-05-13 23:04:14 Beauty beyond perception

In art, you see beauty in everything,
but is everything beautiful?
There is no definite answer to this, I know.

Flower,
What do you think?
Do they like to be plucked
Or just admired?

Many will say "Just admired",
But what if the flower wants to become someone's love language?
What if the flower wants to be offered to god?
What if the flower wants to lie on a martyr's grave?
You never know.

Isn't the moon beautiful?
All of us would say yes.
Moon has seen all the escapades of lovers,
Moon has seen all the love.

But,
Moon has also seen all the darkness,
Moon has also seen all the gore.
It itself resides in darkness,
But it is still beautiful, isn't it?

- Anushka Open / Comment

2023-05-13 20:57:13 The past that's behind me isn't
buried.
When the days hit the night
it emerges back up and tries to
swallow me as a whole.
But then I tear it down somehow
and heal in the morning.
Only to repeat it once more.

#pain

~ Darkpit Open / Comment

2023-05-13 17:56:08 There's claws at the edge of your warm embrace, fangs sleeping on your smiling lips, and there's horns crowning your tired, soft eyes.

And yet,

I beg you, I'll kneel with tears filling my eyes, so please, teach me.

Teach me how to love you.

#random
#SammyScribble Open / Comment

2023-05-13 11:35:09 The grove of trees is now fallen silent,
Devoid of their leaves, in still silhouettes,
And the passing cranes make no lament,
No reason left to feel remorse anymore.

For whom, for what shall we forlornly fret?
We're all wanderers, roaming far and wide,
Returning home awhile, then travelling on. Open / Comment

2023-05-13 09:28:08 By the river waning in the night,
An eerie silence, a ghastly sight,
The moon's pale glow, a haunting sight,
A lonely ballad, I sing tonight.

The waters pour a soft lullaby,
As I watch the stars twinkling the sky,
My heart beats slow, and I wonder why,
This night makes my mind sigh.

The leaves rustle in the midnight breeze,
A forlorn melody that nobody sees,
The shadows dance among the trees,
And I find myself lost in reverie.

My thoughts wander to memories of old,
Days gone by and stories untold.
In that very moment I feel bold,
And my heart's secrets begin to unfold.

But alas, the night must come to an end,
And I bid farewell to my lonely friend,
With a heavy heart, I leave the bend,
And on my way, my ballad I send.

By the river waning in the night,
I leave behind my solitary sight,
My heart sings on, with all its might,
And I bid goodbye to this lonely site.

— By the river Open / Comment

2023-05-13 07:21:07 i. Delineate me and conceal about thyself.
With words panelled with fire of indignation.
Describe me in color, but please not white.
For I know white is symbol of chastity.
And I never bessech you to proclaim it.

ii. Thy pen has power-- Write me;
As a hoodlum who stopped console you.
In this place, you can disguise hatred with art.
Alack, for you, enmity is an art.
Bearing fire with an unchained mind.

iii. The rain cannot muffle your fires.
The universe can't heed this crumpled cadence.
And my hands can't repair the cracks you made.
Yet God blessed me by pushing you away from me.

iv. You spend every inch of time on bad energy.
You corrected every typos and grammar mistake in someone else's book.
Whereas you neglect your own book which is already stained with malice and your grotty mind.

I am the blurry ballad that you voluntarily create;
I am the blurry ballad that you voluntarily create-

Your hatred makes you love me even more because with that I'll always viscous in your mind— Open / Comment

2023-05-13 05:14:07 In shadows cast, my spirit breaks,
A tale of woe, no solace takes.
In sorrow's grip, I'm left to weep,
As dreams lie shattered, forever asleep.

Through tear-stained nights, I search for light,
But find no respite from endless night.
A heart once whole, now torn apart,
A masterpiece of anguish, God's cruel art.

And as I wander through this desolate land,
No guiding star, no gentle hand.
The saddest tune, my heart does sing,
A requiem for hope, a sorrowful sting.

In darkness deep, my spirit fades,
A tragic tale, forever ingrained.
No happy ending, no silver lining,
Just the echoes of pain, forever defining. Open / Comment

2023-05-13 03:06:14 Burning Desire

The fire she's trying to extinguish
bare handed with a rage,
is actually burning inside of her.

The warmth of the flame
spreading all around,
is actually turning into a blaze.

The intensity of it
irradiating upon her
is actually arousing her wrath.

And it beats her, how
her tears and her wails
will never suffice
to stifle these flares.
It'll never be enough
to pacify those
burning desire of hers.

~suraiyaaa Open / Comment