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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Him

I could tell you a million things about the man I love

I could tell you his favourite colour is blue,

And that he sometimes hides caramel squares under his pillow for a "midnight snack".

I could tell you that he plants trees

and sings to me when I can't sleep.

I could tell you that his eyes

encompass whole galaxies,

And that when he snores it sounds like thunder.

I could tell you I see lightning strikes when he kisses me,

Or that he has a competitive streak.

Sometimes he's ridiculous and goofy and brings out the best in me,

And sometimes he worries me half to death.

I could go on for days, comparing his laugh to a breeze that kisses the back of your neck on a hot summer day.

But I mustn't breathe a word,

About the way he loves me.

As I, myself, still don't understand how, or why.

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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Him
I could tell you a million things about the man I love

I could tell you his favourite colour is blue,
And that he sometimes hides caramel squares under his pillow for a "midnight snack".

I could tell you that he plants trees
and sings to me when I can't sleep.

I could tell you that his eyes
encompass whole galaxies,
And that when he snores it sounds like thunder.

I could tell you I see lightning strikes when he kisses me,
Or that he has a competitive streak.

Sometimes he's ridiculous and goofy and brings out the best in me,
And sometimes he worries me half to death.

I could go on for days, comparing his laugh to a breeze that kisses the back of your neck on a hot summer day.

But I mustn't breathe a word,
About the way he loves me.
As I, myself, still don't understand how, or why.
#fiction  #romance  #poetry  #love  #lyrics  #kane 
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Chapter 10 of Of Love, Loss & Loneliness
Written by Cross in portal Poetry & Free Verse

The Stillborn Thorn

Where dreams are dying, I was born,

--From a loveless womb, I was torn--

To reap your misery and scorn;

To be a constant poisoned thorn.

Where dreams are withering, I rose,

--A martyrdom you never chose--

The poison in you to repose;

To be the reason of your woes.

Where dreams are being born, I died.

--No mother for me ever cried--

The thorn removed now from your side;

But my hate still festers deep inside.

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Chapter 10 of Of Love, Loss & Loneliness
Written by Cross in portal Poetry & Free Verse
The Stillborn Thorn
Where dreams are dying, I was born,
--From a loveless womb, I was torn--
To reap your misery and scorn;
To be a constant poisoned thorn.

Where dreams are withering, I rose,
--A martyrdom you never chose--
The poison in you to repose;
To be the reason of your woes.

Where dreams are being born, I died.
--No mother for me ever cried--
The thorn removed now from your side;
But my hate still festers deep inside.
#poetry  #lyrics  #loss  #LLL 
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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse

A haunting

I had those dreams again

The ones where a thin white line

Is all that separates you

From the castle I built for you from

My collection of paperback novels,

And the spread legs of a faceless ghost

As you light the match that burns

Us

To the ground.

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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse
A haunting
I had those dreams again
The ones where a thin white line
Is all that separates you
From the castle I built for you from
My collection of paperback novels,
And the spread legs of a faceless ghost
As you light the match that burns
Us
To the ground.
#fiction  #romance  #horror  #poetry  #love  #culture  #lyrics  #anxiety 
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Written by TheQueensReign

Voices

The voice inside my head talks to me

my consciousness scolds me, begging me to stop,

to let go,

she pleads with me.

The voice I hear isn't who I thought it would be,

but instead the voice I dread;

Demon, is that you?

The voices I hear, they pull me 

they scold me,

they try to love me.

All I hear, from time to time, is an overlap of 

Voices, they won't leave me be.

From time to time, I shut them out,

I can focus, I can hear my own symphony 

God, now that's a relief.

Hana, is that you?

The voice inside my head claps for me,

Cheering me onward,

forward,

relentlessly motivating me.

Yet from time to time,

I hear the voice I dread;

Mother, is that you?

I try to let go,

Forcing myself to smile,

When what I feel is emptiness, sadness

isn't that called depression?

The voices inside my head,

they won't leave me be.

I love myself so much,

it's funny really;

I beg myself sometimes to stop the tears,

other times I beg myself to cry,

just to feel something other than what is not.

The voices inside my head,

they hold me close,

comforting me,

various tones and sounds, murmuring,

saying, "I love you, I need you, you're okay"

I finally hear myself say,

"I know. I will be okay."

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Written by TheQueensReign
Voices
The voice inside my head talks to me
my consciousness scolds me, begging me to stop,
to let go,
she pleads with me.
The voice I hear isn't who I thought it would be,
but instead the voice I dread;
Demon, is that you?
The voices I hear, they pull me 
they scold me,
they try to love me.
All I hear, from time to time, is an overlap of 
Voices, they won't leave me be.
From time to time, I shut them out,
I can focus, I can hear my own symphony 
God, now that's a relief.
Hana, is that you?
The voice inside my head claps for me,
Cheering me onward,
forward,
relentlessly motivating me.
Yet from time to time,
I hear the voice I dread;
Mother, is that you?
I try to let go,
Forcing myself to smile,
When what I feel is emptiness, sadness
isn't that called depression?
The voices inside my head,
they won't leave me be.
I love myself so much,
it's funny really;
I beg myself sometimes to stop the tears,
other times I beg myself to cry,
just to feel something other than what is not.
The voices inside my head,
they hold me close,
comforting me,
various tones and sounds, murmuring,
saying, "I love you, I need you, you're okay"
I finally hear myself say,
"I know. I will be okay."
#poetry  #philosophy  #spirituality  #lyrics 
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Written by brieannekt in portal Nonfiction

Cobain50

The cruelty of indifference

The persuasion of the cool

Smells like teen spirit

Kurt Cobain would turn 50 tomorrow

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Written by brieannekt in portal Nonfiction
Cobain50
The cruelty of indifference
The persuasion of the cool
Smells like teen spirit

Kurt Cobain would turn 50 tomorrow
#news  #culture  #lyrics 
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Written by Lashay in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Don't become who hurt you

"If your reading this" too late

Your already there

Too bad partner,

Such a vicious nightmare

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Written by Lashay in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Don't become who hurt you
"If your reading this" too late
Your already there
Too bad partner,
Such a vicious nightmare
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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Cobweb Constellations

If you are lucky,

You will find fragments of your soul,

Reflected in the starry constellations

Projected endlessly in your lovers eyes.

If you are very lucky,

You will burn brighter than the sun,

A constellation in your own right,

Stretching endlessly through the galaxy.

With any luck,

You will be admired from light years away,

As your story twists and ties with the night sky,

You will wake up whole, by yourself.

Though you burn brightest with your lover intertwined in your cobweb constellations.

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Written by DaniciaTari in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Cobweb Constellations
If you are lucky,
You will find fragments of your soul,
Reflected in the starry constellations
Projected endlessly in your lovers eyes.

If you are very lucky,
You will burn brighter than the sun,
A constellation in your own right,
Stretching endlessly through the galaxy.

With any luck,
You will be admired from light years away,
As your story twists and ties with the night sky,
You will wake up whole, by yourself.
Though you burn brightest with your lover intertwined in your cobweb constellations.
#fantasy  #romance  #poetry  #philosophy  #love  #spirituality  #lyrics  #kane 
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There's just something about Nothing...
Written by joyceanne in portal Philosophy

Cosmic Void

Does everyone experience the dark night of the soul? Perhaps not, but I can tell you I have. I was alone, desperate to fathom the concept of God.

I had grown up in my religion. I had been taught my religion, I had been indoctrinated in my religion. I found my religion wanting. And not wanting me. I rejected my religion. Hopelessness is corrosive.

Then, one day my friend told me a story.

Seeking and searching for meaning, he went to a library, found the section on religion and spirituality, pulled a book off a shelf, and randomly opened to a page.

“God is everything you do not know.”

Now that is something from nothing. No worries then.

“There is a crack in everything,

That's how the light gets in.” (-- Leonard Cohen, “Anthem”)

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There's just something about Nothing...
Written by joyceanne in portal Philosophy
Cosmic Void
Does everyone experience the dark night of the soul? Perhaps not, but I can tell you I have. I was alone, desperate to fathom the concept of God.

I had grown up in my religion. I had been taught my religion, I had been indoctrinated in my religion. I found my religion wanting. And not wanting me. I rejected my religion. Hopelessness is corrosive.

Then, one day my friend told me a story.

Seeking and searching for meaning, he went to a library, found the section on religion and spirituality, pulled a book off a shelf, and randomly opened to a page.

“God is everything you do not know.”

Now that is something from nothing. No worries then.

“There is a crack in everything,
That's how the light gets in.” (-- Leonard Cohen, “Anthem”)


#nonfiction  #philosophy  #challenge  #spirituality  #culture  #lyrics 
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Written by LIFELINE in portal Stream of Consciousness

I lost one of my lifelines today. So I guess it's high high time I explain my name and my bio, no? 

    No one ever likes to feel alone in this world. Not really. We, the ones who cry to pour out their emotions, hold on to certain things. All we really want is something to hold in to, something to really live for. 

    People. Those you feel you connect to, become your lifelines. They become your something to look forward to a new day for. Only, we are so desperate to have something to live for, we do not pay attention to their dark side, the ones they show so easily.

     They can lie straight to your face, and at first, you don't care. But as time passes, it begins to bother you. Why? Because there is a PATTERN emerging from that. The line becomes so heavy with lies, you start to lose grip on that line. But you still manage to hold on...

  

 LIFELINE

You start to wonder why

Why you hold on, after all this time

Even after all the lies

After all the times they made you cry

You can't help it, because you're afraid if you let go

You'll be called selfish, and afraid that you'll take back that no

Youre grip is slipping

Damn, you're tripping

These lifelines can't be cut because they're like oxygen

At least to you

Youre holding on, ignoring your happiness

You're lifeless

You're afraid to hurt others, yet, you're the one getting hurt

And if you start losing you're grip, you're hands will burn

So we hold on to these ropes

We hold on to a lifeline called hope

But even after all that is gone

We still hold on

Even after its gone

You still hold on

Life's got you down, 

You're hands are becoming numb

Do you feel dumb?

These lines will cut into you once they have control

A lifeline can be a good and bad thing

We are no longer independent

We depend on others

But a bad lifeline is that on that is heavy with lies

And now it's high time

You gotta let go

Stop saying no

Its for your good

I can't stand to see you get hurt

I can't stand you screaming cause you just got burnt

If you fall, I'll be there to catch ya

Cause I love ya and I won't lie to you

You now know what to do

Yet

We hold on to these ropes

Hold on to a lifeline called hope

And so many more

Though they're all lies

We hold on

We hold on

Afraid to let go

Afraid to fall into an emptiness below

We hold on

We hold on

We...hold on...

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Written by LIFELINE in portal Stream of Consciousness
I lost one of my lifelines today. So I guess it's high high time I explain my name and my bio, no? 
    No one ever likes to feel alone in this world. Not really. We, the ones who cry to pour out their emotions, hold on to certain things. All we really want is something to hold in to, something to really live for. 
    People. Those you feel you connect to, become your lifelines. They become your something to look forward to a new day for. Only, we are so desperate to have something to live for, we do not pay attention to their dark side, the ones they show so easily.
     They can lie straight to your face, and at first, you don't care. But as time passes, it begins to bother you. Why? Because there is a PATTERN emerging from that. The line becomes so heavy with lies, you start to lose grip on that line. But you still manage to hold on...
  
 LIFELINE
You start to wonder why
Why you hold on, after all this time
Even after all the lies
After all the times they made you cry
You can't help it, because you're afraid if you let go
You'll be called selfish, and afraid that you'll take back that no
Youre grip is slipping
Damn, you're tripping
These lifelines can't be cut because they're like oxygen
At least to you
Youre holding on, ignoring your happiness
You're lifeless
You're afraid to hurt others, yet, you're the one getting hurt
And if you start losing you're grip, you're hands will burn

So we hold on to these ropes
We hold on to a lifeline called hope
But even after all that is gone
We still hold on
Even after its gone
You still hold on

Life's got you down, 
You're hands are becoming numb
Do you feel dumb?
These lines will cut into you once they have control
A lifeline can be a good and bad thing
We are no longer independent
We depend on others
But a bad lifeline is that on that is heavy with lies
And now it's high time
You gotta let go
Stop saying no
Its for your good
I can't stand to see you get hurt
I can't stand you screaming cause you just got burnt
If you fall, I'll be there to catch ya
Cause I love ya and I won't lie to you
You now know what to do
Yet

We hold on to these ropes
Hold on to a lifeline called hope
And so many more
Though they're all lies
We hold on
We hold on
Afraid to let go
Afraid to fall into an emptiness below
We hold on
We hold on
We...hold on...



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My way

Iced stars were falling all day

The Earth was trying to pull down some sunlight

From beyond the cloudy walls despite

Like how I wish to see you again 

I opened the window

Hushed whispers to the wind

And ask it to take them for thee

As the wind, I will find my way

I will walk that long wait

Under the snow and the rain

Till my heart blossoms

And we'll sit and share our musings on that park bench again

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My way

Iced stars were falling all day
The Earth was trying to pull down some sunlight
From beyond the cloudy walls despite
Like how I wish to see you again 

I opened the window
Hushed whispers to the wind
And ask it to take them for thee

As the wind, I will find my way
I will walk that long wait
Under the snow and the rain
Till my heart blossoms
And we'll sit and share our musings on that park bench again
#romance  #poetry  #lyrics 
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