Archive for November, 2018


Moon Rabbit

On a full moon with clear skies,

You’ll see me hopping around the moon.

Silently watching the world from space

Silently bidding people goodnight.

Many call out to the man on the moon

While I am all but forgotten.

Poets

Poets are mostly introverts

Whose emotions they pour over

Art

Music

Poetry

Stories

They do not seek attention but would like the world to know they exist

We exist!

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They see beauty in the sorrow

Turn ugly into pretty

They cry silently though

Their tears they turn to inspiration to others

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They are dreamers

They are poets

Harsh

Harsh words keep me from being myself

Although I still try to love myself more

Each day…

Harsh people kill me slowly inside

They devour what little self-esteem I have left in me

Hearts Beat

Some hearts are full

Some have lost almost all

Some hearts ache

Some hearts break

Some hearts want to no longer feel

Other hearts hurt but then learn to heal

Hearts can bend, break and fall

But hearts can also forgive and under the sun, stand tall

Freddie

The life you lived was exciting

Your energy was fascinating.

Your voice was one of a kind

Not easily duplicated, not easy to find.

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And then there were the sad times

The lows came like waves

You struggled, didn’t you?

Despite everything, you felt lonely still.

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But you found your way

Before you went away

And even when it’s been many years since,

The memory of you will live forever.

I am Nowhere

I hear people scream

I’m in panic

Where am I?

I don’t understand what’s going on

I cover my ears to grasp silence

And when I open my eyes

I find that I am nowhere

Safe Room

I stay in my room where I’m safe

I’m safe

I’m safe.

I stay there to have space and time for myself

Myself

Time for myself.

I used to breathe around the house

Stretch

Relax

And just be still in the silence and rudimentary life.

Now I stay in my room trying to keep the noise out

Drown it all down.

So I stay in my room

The only place I feel safe.

Significance

Sometimes I wonder…..

…..if I am significant at all

The Trees Are No More

The trees that used to tower over everything are no more

They have been replaced by iron and steel.

The trees that used to sing and sway in the breeze

Have been cut down, removed from existence.

They cried, but no one heard them

Or if they did, they ignored them.

The once beautiful trees have gone extinct

And soon, we will too.

Never Learn

I couldn’t love you for it would be a lie

I couldn’t let you wait on me or let you say you’d rather die

Than be alone and without me.

For what you felt for me was never love, not at all

It was infatuation and wanting, no, not love at all.

To hold your breath if I told you to

That would have been too much power I’d hold over you.

You were wrong for me for I never wanted or liked you

And I truly am sorry for I could never learn to love you.

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