Tree
0The clock has chimed
And the tree outside started
Shedding its leaves
Like some decidous tree
Its leaves has never
Dropped so much before
It become uglier and
Certainly quieter
Because no birds ever chipped
It has always been
An ever green tree…
The tree has too much memories
And the saddest part
Was watching the tree
Being chopped down for fire wood…
Submitted by clairvoyantdestiny(Jhoyce).
The Cross
0I could just see
That cross so clearly
I was flat on my face before it
So weighed down with my wrongs
My boasts.my choice.my self…
That I couldn’t rise an inch
All I could do was lie there
Admitting and confessing everything
I had nothing to offer him
No intensive at all for him
To forgive me
All I had was I was
But he accepted me
I was what he always wanted
In the first place and he receive me
He lifted the loads in my heart
And I could feel it go
I could just sense it all
Drawn away from me
And rushing up to that cross
I felt so light by
The slightest breeze
I am free.I am ransomed.
I’ve never felt this way before
Like a slave set free
Who was born a slave and never knew
What freedom was like.
I want to know this Jesus
Who has ransomed me
We’ve only just met…
Submitted by claivoyantdestiny(Jhoyce).
When ravens die
+2~When ravens die,
all crows cry,
children run in fear,
darkness covers all the world,
yet noone seems to hear.
Submitted by napria.
I Want Nothing
+2A stunning hurl of androids
on command, pulled by empty space when
a talking primate decides
the course of universe.
A non-existent living
from moment to moment prepares
a moon man to jump into religion
for salvation.
The wedding of tin sliced,
dumping bodies, of forsaken brides
of gloom, widens the want of rocks
and people give a black-lipped approval.
A plane load of hand grenades
and missiles and rocket launchers
nourish the smug ideas of a watershed
on the discovery of self.
We Will Scream Together
0Managing his guilts to seduce the nocturnes
he left the gray area, surging
with a wandering death on the
half broken stairs –
before a closed gate was put on the pages,
he was trembling like toothed quaking aspen.
The grief of the scarred face,
in a serious midnight syndrome of
invisible slit throat in a long journey manifested
above the waves. Tree was calling again
for immoralism of flowers, quashing
his life.
The brave violence survives the mutilated
dreams.For once the mirror has won
again the onslaught of fingers.
Submitted by Satish Verma.
Understanding
+6you don’t understand my feelings,
I also not,
You don’t like love, affection & compromises,
I don’t like lies & hate,
You are too busy to be part of sky,
I am too busy to be a part of soil,
You are happy with your towering heights,
I am happy with my deepness,
And that’s the reason
You don’t understand my feelings & I also not……….
Submitted by mintu rana.
Talk of Change
+3In the middle of the night,
Someone came to me
And whispered,
Accept the change,
Don’t get shattered.
He confused me all,
Talking about god’s creation,
A new destiny and change.
That angel disappeared…
Leaving dust of thoughts all around,
But I’ve no words to express.
My life will be dead,
When around me, him, I’ll not found.
(C.K.AS OLIVER)
Submitted by oliver william.