A heavy heart
A weight to bare
A love that’s lost
No love to share
Why should I go
Why can’t I stay
No sense of direction
No desire to pray
Hasty decisions
ready for peace
Surrounded by Chaos
Just want to be free
Just want to be freed
Just want release
Just want to be liberated
Just want to be me
Hello World, Goodbye Love

DreamDrina

Saying hello and nice to be here, Look forward to navigating this site and participating with all the creative power in here . Hope to engage and grow with all the inspiration.. I'm 53 child of wandering hippies, punk rock adolescent, nomadic and sporadic. Boston Irish blue eyed, 4tough guy cry baby. slightly intense empath that struggles with most styles of structure. Non conformist by default. Really looking forward to sharing and experiencing

They met in a pet shop.
His dog peed on her foot, and she laughed and called him cute.
He said “let me get the mop”

In her gray eyes he saw a life.
Two beautiful children,
And the two of them growing gray in each other’s arms.

Three perfect dogs,
And a house on the nice side of town.

He reached for the mop.

She said no and he offered dinner for apology.
One dinner turned into three dates a week,
Turned into meeting her mom,
Turned into having me.
She worked nights,
He worked days.
Not to forget the deployments,
That started every may.

A family of three,
Turned family of four,
Turned family of tears,
Turned family no more.

A daughter too old to be her age,
A son too young to be so sad.
A father too caught in a cult to love properly,
And a mother too caught in her head to love at all.

A daughter who cries alone at night,
Helps everyone with tears in her eyes.

A son who cant stand the silence,
And asks a million questions to fill it.

A father prioritizing his fiancee because a book told him to,
And forgetting to prioritize his children too.

And a mother projecting her head onto her oldest,
And getting upset when she cant hold it.

And this is not Romeo and Juliet,
So of course they wont work through it.

She took everything.

Sold his house,
And kept him from his kids.

He fought to get them back and
Got them in the end

Constantly reminding them of everything he did to keep them,
All the times he went to bat to protect his daughter,

While turning into the same kind of person he kept her from.

And all she asked was to feel important to him,
As his daughter of sixteen years.

But he could not provide to both his daughter and his wife,
Who was still his fiancee and could not set a date.

But he did not see any of this in her gray eyes.

Because when you meet someone,
The happy ending you write,
Is the least likely outcome.

Because even romeo died without juliet in the end.

JOKE

Broke:
Lost my place,
Joke:
Smack my face,
Odd:
Fucking nuts,
God:
Hates my guts.
Can't even blame him,
I'm fucking lame,
Man.

Asked for sun but God sent another cloud,
Am I allowed to ask Him:
"Could it stop raining?"

Another drop fell on my head,
Wet.
At least I knew I wasn't dead,
Wet.
But I kept going ahead,
Wet.
I got on my knees and pled:
"I know it's gotta rain,
Lord,
I know I earned the pain,
Lord,
I just want to ask again,
Lord:
Will I ever see the sky?"

Ghosts in my soul,
Of former selves,
Hosts of regrets,
From former lives.

Memories of people I cannot find,
Wishing I could forget times I wasn't kind,
I find I've become blind to certain patterns and certain matters that I tend to repeat;
I am my own defeat and if I were to meet myself I might keep walking,
Still talking because I'm lonely and I'm the only one here.
Am I my own greatest fear?


Shards of my soul,
Broken apart,
Parts of my past,
Stuck in my heart.

Broken mirror bits burst through my blood with every pump,
It goes:
Bump,
Bump,
Bump.

My reflection stings like an injection every time I talk or walk or even breathe,
I mock myself but I seethe at my own shame,
I'm the one to blame for every wrong,
Yeah,
I'm the one writing this song,
But no one wants to sing along.
Come on,
Come on,
Come on,
Will you sing with me?

Long time to think,
Trip through my brain,
Song of my link,
To selfish shame.

Judgment and peace both come from above and I know God sent love,
But Lord am I worthy of these earthly delights?
Lord,
I know I'm not right but I'll continue to fight against the dark part of my soul until I feel whole,
Until I feel a pull to what's right,
I will step towards the light!

Lord has mercy,
On many sins,
Towards salvation,
Or hatred wins.

Hi! You can call me Pot. I am new here. I never thought I could write. However, in college, one of my teachers told me that I could write. I guess it changed my life. I have never really written that much since, but I write to express my feelings and thoughts. By joining this site, I am hoping to discover more of myself and improve my writing along the way. More power to us all!

What happens when the sun son don't shine as bright..would you still crack your smile to the right.. what happens in the world starts to turn slower..when you get old who you call over...do you love and if you love is it even deep I know it's easy to stay afloat on a frozen sea.. I'm trying to show you something if you start focusing and notice that real love can never blind it can only lead.... So we let out our vital emotions and call it love laughter overflows ventures energy and call it love

Hello from the UK ! My name is Ciaran and I reside in the beautiful county of Sussex in South East England. I'm a novice poet/writer and hope to get inspired, learn and share with like minded people here on D.U. Poetry

hello, dear poets...

Hello all...I'm Mo...I'm a Nihilist who practices Zen and Wabi Sabi. I love minimalism and thus I have a passion for Japanese forms of poetry...haiku, senryu, tanka. I am currently working on a project whereby I take famous haiku and then build on it with a tanka. I hope to share one or two here in the not too distant future.

? Mo

I'm cuttin loose, I'm on the juice
baby won't you come along?
Foot to the floor I'm rollin fast
and I want to put you in a song
I want to make you smile
more than a little while
I really want to get to know you again
I want to spend some time nothing on our minds
traveling the backbrain as friends
I want to open up the door inside
take your hand and walk right through
Return to whence we started from
and stay until we feel brand new
I'm cutting loose I'm on the juice
feeling good forget the pain
We're flying high our minds are fused
getting it together again.

Teenage girls in bobby socks
sellin cootchie for Guccis and designer tops
Daddy's goin crazy cause they just won't stop
sellin cootchie gor Guccis and designer tops

New to the site and still very new to writing for fun and expression. Looking forward to discovering inspiring new art, artists and developing my own unique style here <3