Unspoken Lies

Unspoken Lies

Mae Sparrow

Mae Sparrow

Screaming that it's not a phase
Daydreams thinking of that day
Closer now
And cold in graves
Engraving letters in my brain

Dearing, daring, folding minds
Summer, flowers, sanitize
We empathise
Unspoken lies
We are alive with closed up blinds

The crooked clouds
The closing walls
Unspoken sorrow where it falls
It falls, it fails
The body tense
Empowered wars and citizens 

Connect in line
With broken minds
Their roaring hearts 
Forgetting why

- Mae Sparrow

10 Responses to the Phrase "Snap Out of It"

10 Responses to the Phrase "Snap Out of It"

TeePublic

TeePublic

1- *snaps* Oh, wow! Thank you, I can’t believe that worked!
2- Don’t worry, I will change who I am completely, solely because you cannot empathize and take a minute to just listen.
3- Are we in the Wizard of Oz? I can fix it just like that?
4- If only you knew… If only you knew that I don’t know what it’s like to smile and mean it.
5- There is nothing wrong with me, I am a superhero, I fight the villains in my sleep. That's how good I am.
6- Your feet might fit my shoes, but you’ll never understand what’s going on in my head.
7- Can I be just like you? Can I pretend that I don’t see the demons in the shadows too?
8- Since you won’t listen, can you point me in the direction of someone who cares?
9- *smiles wildly* Thank you for the advice!
10- Help me...

- Jacob

To Never Know

To Never Know

Across the Margin

Across the Margin

I lose myself in the ordinary
To put this strangeness to rest,
Unnerved by devouring vacancy and
Susceptible to quivering instinct
That begs to never know all that’s best left alone,
To be ever free to disown this undesirable shadow.

But rather amiss is this embittered compass
That knows not which way wanders moral direction;
How undeserving is this weak resolve that relents when led
Astray, away, in search of more pain.

- Jen

Home

Home

ThePinsta

ThePinsta

They say home is where the heart is
But what if my heart is somewhere else? 
Far away from the four walls I call my bedroom
Far away from the places I've cried too many tears;
Far away, where my soul chases the wind
Where the river slams my worries into slabs of stone
And I can submerge myself in the frigid water
Rest my tired bones on the river bed
Drowning out my thoughts
Silencing the voices in my head
Until I break the surface
Desperate for a breath
And discover I am free.

- Jules

Damage

Damage

DeviantArt

DeviantArt

Her eyes were ice,
Devoid of pigment;
All trace of color, all trace of life
Extracted by the heartless through a syringe. 
She was left with nothing
But those glass eyes
And a bruised and damaged soul.

- Jules

"I Love You"

“I Love You”

Pixabay

Pixabay

The three little words
she wanted to hear the most… 

The three little words
she didn’t know at the time
would cause her
so much pain and heartbreak… 

These were the words that
would turn her whole world upside down—
at first in a good way—it seemed.
But later, those three “little” words
turned out to be the words
that would haunt her forever.

- Poetry Penguin

Foolish

Foolish

Tom Talks

Tom Talks

If only we would let our hearts beat too fast.
If only we would let our minds
from their cages from the past.
Foolish.

If only we would let the melody
move through our symphony.
If only she knew this was catastrophe.
If only… 
She knew…
I was foolish.

- @_ashlee_poet_

Buried Bent

Buried Bent

fractalart.gr

fractalart.gr

Gathering all the pieces torn
Each night a writer is born
Tongue tied by her wildest scream
Each night she has a new dream
Ever so perfect was her faith
In her inner demon's saith
Hiding her own real feature
She could never outrage her true nature
Drifting her way to the daily chores
She suppresses the million thoughts that she stores
The day she will find her heavenly peace
Will be when she commands the ruthless noises to cease
The day she will overcome this strife
Will be when she writes her own life

- Shweta Motavar

Mother

Mother

Harvest Room

Harvest Room

The hand that rocked the cradle,
The feet that were always steady,
The eyes that were filled with immense care,
The brain that never stopped working,
The heart that always loved,
The soul that always worked hard,
The woman stronger than any other
Is none other than my beloved mother!

- ttarkhad

P.L.T.B. Poetry #4

Words

futurity.org

futurity.org

These words
These words keep me from breathing
The words
They cut like knives in my lungs
But these words
Had better be leaving
These words won’t keep me from living

 

Y si…

wallpapersite.com

wallpapersite.com

¿Y si te doy un beso en Italia?
¡Pa’ que veas que vamos más allá!
¿Y qué tal un beso en Panamá?
¡Pa’ que entiendas que te quiero pa’ mí ‘namá!
¿Y si te doy un beso en Japón?
¡Pa’ que te llegue al corazón!
De aquí a las estrellas
Y sin que quede una de ellas
Ni en cualquier esquina de este
Planeta que gira cabe duda alguna
Que mi amor por ti es una locura
Y que definitivamente no tiene cura

 

Blind

Fiveprime

Fiveprime

I’ve suffered like
Everybody on this land
I’ve seen injustice’s flare
Hit us with every branch
But we keep acting blind
Nothing is wrong (blind)
We’re getting drunk (blind)
We’ll go to the club (blind)

Our people are dying
Our land is sick
We keep on walking
There is nothing to see
Nothing to see? Don’t you
See that cloth around your head?
The one that keeps you fed with fantasies?
It’s too late now (because we’re blind)
What we have now is idiocracy

- P.L.T.B.

The Girl in the Mirror

The Girl in the Mirror

Pinterest

Pinterest

I look in the mirror and see a girl,
A girl who once was as free as can be,
No worries, no pain, a big smile on her face.

But as I look at her now, I can't seem to think of what's gone wrong;
That care free little girl has disappeared from us all.

Those bright wide eyes are now emotionless and dull,
That big wide smile is now suddenly gone.

She once found life within the bright sunshine
But now finds relief from her pain standing out in the rain.

No one knows what happened to this girl full of life;
No one knows why she now suddenly wants to die.

She tries hard not to show how she feels’
She tries hard not to leave scars that won't heal.

As people think that they know her well,
What they don't know is that her plan has worked out quite well.

Her plan to show those around only what she wants them to see,
Whilst in her mind she's building walls higher than the eye can see,
Hoping one day if she tries hard enough,
Someone will come and truly lift her spirits up.

Give her a reason to live on day by day,
To stop her fascination with these sharp objects called blades.
If only that person would come about soon,
Then maybe she'll have a chance to  see the day through.

Maybe her heart would stop suffocating her chest,
And maybe her mind would finally be at rest.
I look in the mirror and see this broken girl, hope long gone and a whirlpool of pain;
I see a girl who would give up anything to be her 10-year-old self again.

The color from her eyes now gone, all that can be seen is death.
As I look in the mirror I see a girl staring back,
A girl who is at crossroads with life or death.

I look in the mirror and see a girl I know inside and out.
Do you know this girl? Have you figured it out?
This girl is me, now the secret’s out.

I am this girl broken beyond compare,
And sadly my story now ends here,
As I try to live on through this day.
Yes, the story of the girl in the mirror,
And how her whole life has changed.

- Chanté Wana

Reality

Reality

Ashton Mullins

Ashton Mullins

Because I could not premiere for Reality, it did kindly premiere for me. I don't like the fact that it learned to premiere before it knew how to show.

Don't believe that praxis are unconscious? Praxis are conscious beyond belief.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the praxis, gently they go - the alert, the unconscious, the semiconscious.

The motive that's really everlasting above all others is life. Now darned is just the thing
To get me wondering if life is ageless. Pay attention to the story; the story is the most fat news of all.

Down, down, down into the darkness of the story, gently it goes - the stout, the porcine, the profitable.

Why would you think the realty is big?
The realty is the littlest belonging of all. Does the realty make you shiver? Does it?

Because I could not show for Reality, it did kindly show for me.
Reality, Reality everywhere, yet not a drop to show.

- Cheyenne Havens

P.L.T.B. Poetry #3

Embraced

Pinterest

Pinterest

Embraced in your arms I feel the safest
Embraced in your arms I feel so loved
Darling, do you feel what I’m saying?
My heart skips a beat every time that you
Taste me
My heart skips a beat when you get me
Naked
Embraced in your arms I feel the pleasure
Of living a life full of love and adventure

La vida me tiene caminando de puntas porque cada vez que piso firme solo siente vidrios mezclándose con mi sangre.

TRANSLATION:

Life has me walking on tiptoes, because every time I stand firm, I only feel my blood mixing with shattered glass.
DeviantArt

DeviantArt

Thank you for giving me the whole universe with just one look of your soulful eyes.
YouTube

YouTube

Poema de Amor

iStock

iStock

Eres esas palabras perfectas
En ese poema de amor
Eres ese poema de amor que deleita los
Oídos del más desesperanzado
Eres ese poema de amor que es como un
Dulce para un amargado
Eres ese poema de amor que trae
Colores vivos a los más opacos
Eres ese amor que me hace escribir
Poemas sobre lo lindo, sobre lo
Grato que es estar a tu lado

-P.L.T.B.