Submissions by danigrace720

Imagine life without a smile, a mother lost without her child
Stolen from the world, a father pleads for his baby girl,
Whisked away in a flash, her beauty turned to ash

Lovers hands torn away, he reassures her it will be okay,
Him to the left her to the right
His heart sinks as she fades from sight

Captured souls and broken dreams
Handed to the vicious thieves
Satan’s arm marches by, disguised within the wicked lies,

Millions of lives tossed away
An old man begs for one for day, not for him but for his wife,
Who’s been...

she found herself in an ocean,
filled with thoughts and dreams,

such a beautiful yet lonely place,
her eyes drawn to the night sky,
as if the darkness had called upon her and whispered her name,

hypnotized by the stars,
she began to wonder,
if the stars get lonely too,
light years away from one another,
burning without a purpose,

she asked herself ‘are the stars the same as me?’
are they just there for others to see?
Not to comfort in times of sorrow,
Will they fade before tomorrow?
Or do they exist to...

Why are we here?
Working class race or a we just slaves?
Pave our own path whilst buried in chains
Freedom of speech, or the lies that they teach
The powers that preach hide the key to our peace

Eves mistake, tricked by the snake
Excuses for rules, we should seal our own fate
An eye for an eye when we rise to the sky
A means for control, slaves til we die

They hand us guns to fight for their funds
Waste our lives while they turn and run
We drive the tanks to protect their banks
On chess boards we wait
Just another...

I was once but an empty page
then my pages filled and I made a change
I scribbled out my painful past
I began to paint new paragraphs
I ended the sentence of someone I was not
Pushed down my pen with full stop
I replaced the cover of my book,
The heavy one that brought no luck
I erased the words which had made me sink
I created more with brand new ink
Between the lines, I was no longer lost
I proceeded to write a better plot
Finding chapters from those haunting years
Still blurred and faded from my tears
I held the pages in...

Rising above the empty figure that remains, no need to pack my bag to visit the astral plane,
Just a curious soul, searching for a midnight stroll,
I ascend beyond the waking ones, count my sheep and then I’m gone
Exploring realms of possibility, my chains fall loose and now I’m free
Somewhere between here and now, walking through the upside down
I take my flight, my legs feel light, I fade away into the night
Hovering over the town I know so well, somewhat changed in shape and smell
My daily routes now seem duller, our town hall has lost is colour
The...