Poetry

By Jazmyne This submission is a collection of poetry titled “Some Trapped Minds." These poems offer a glimpse of what a trapped mind experiences while surviving in a world that tries to break you.   Having Optimistic Perspective Effortlessly this shit ain’t in me. no fairytales or happy endings for people like me. we don’t get sunny D thoughts. our overcast of past trauma, bring dark days and thunderstorms, category 5’s remain untamed in my brain. Having Optimistic Perspectiv

By Adam Pope Under stars of twilight  brightening the midnight heavens, the moon waxes among stars  illuminating a celestial dome. Across green carpets of Earth,  scents of blooming lilies replace  wilted roses once filled by beauty torn away by a vile blizzard. Above stand kin pines, oaks, and willows with starlight shining  as if fireflies filled the branches and twigs of spring leaves.  When I cried to keep us, you stared as I drowned. Now when I ache, my lilies, trees, an

By Danielle Hazart Tallulah wondered if she’s ever seen it before, the barnacle perched on the wall behind her bathroom door. Almost pretty sure, but yet, not quite, that this was the first time it’s caught her sight— the lone barnacle with a concave core sitting on the wall behind her bathroom door. Tallulah washed her hands then shook them dry Walking through her brain, trying to pry for an instance where she may have caught a glimpse, a date that had gone unknowingly misse

By Danielle Hazart Angels are made on days of clouds; when skies are grey and hold no crowds. That day, a man stood there across a grave to mourn his loss. Her skin, a mirror of the sky, It was so grey, it made him cry. She laid there quietly sleeping while beside her, he stood weeping. The man went by the name Timore and she was one he had most adored. For he loved his shiny, bright pearl: his dearly beloved show girl. The night they met, Timore had dreamt the stars had come

By Danielle Hazart My body follows the seasons,  repeatedly killing itself and  rebirthing itself again and again. Sometimes, I look down to find my oozing flesh; the mephitic marbled mixture never fails to gag me with disgust. I stare at the graveyard of my skin; at the many tombs of strewed scars; at the remains of my organs leaking through my flimsy, rotting flesh. When the liquid finally dries, I’m left with the gaping craters of my skin. What shall I do now with these ho

By Danielle Hazart When the gates are reopened; When the cells are unlocked; When the remains are buried; When the houses are rebuilt; When the fathers stop searching; When the mothers stop wailing; When the children stop shaking; When the people stop dying; When the schools resume their sessions; When the hospitals resume their care; When the birds resume their song; When the people resume their lives; Do not look for gratitude to grace the useless flesh of your ears. Look t

By Danielle Hazart i think i saw you in my dream last night, a daunting shine around a familiar shadow i tore my throat into sorry shreds of vanity, but you never turned to face me. when i woke up, you were miles away asleep, while i sighed and tossed and prodded. when you never stir, not even slightly, i wonder for how long had i been alone beside you. By Danielle Hazart

By Danielle Hazart everyday, it starts again sun risen in a bloody sky brazen orange so red, it hurts i gotta go to work brave the gall of guns pay mind to no one death surrounds me i gotta go to work i clutch my spotted chest each cough bombards me onslaught all around and inside me i gotta go to work i carry my brother with me he’s not heavy he is always with me i gotta go to work  through floods of fire through pyramids of pavement i find a way i gotta go to work lie after

By Danielle Hazart Through crackling waters and bombarded winds, through towering memories and decaying relics, I go back to that place. In solemn, silent marches to brimming fields of wailing women and silent children, I go back to that place. On dry, weeping soil through destruction, on a path of desire laid before the ruins of yesterday I go back to that place. Oh, could I ever yearn for anything more than these thorned, jagged roots within? I still go back to that place,

By Danielle Hazart work is rest debt is wealth rage is joy DEPLOY DEPLOY DEPLOY war is peace harm is help old is new PEW PEW PEW wrong is just greed is kind real is fake FAKE FAKE FAKE dog is man man is god god is dead DEAD DEAD DEAD hate is love sin is right down is up UP UP UP By Danielle Hazart

By Danielle Hazart do not barricade me from myself i am the gritty soil and the ancient varied pebble the vast depth of knowledge and space the very minerals born at the start of time i am of it and i must go back to it do not hold me hostage from my precious the moving strings of my heart burrowed below as they count my every mole every crater i will hold their hands because they are mine don’t keep me from them i will be alone it will be dark and i will feel nothing life lo

By Asmi Mukhopadhyay A little bird dares the storm, slicing through dusk’s shroud on wings unseen—   Yearning for the Ray of Hope that shimmers beyond sorrow’s keen.   What tethers its flight, what chains its heart—   Is it the web of darkness spun from within, or the world’s unyielding part? Too often, we wander lost below an endless sky,   Blind to the miracle of our singular song, letting borrowed echoes amplify.   The songbird in us aches not for its own melody,   But thi

By Asmi Mukhopadhyay Oh Mother Earth, beloved and wise, For gifts unspoken and endless skies, You cradled us with gentle hands, Blessed us with sunlit seas and lands. Yet how have we returned your grace? With careless acts that leave a trace— We trample beauty, scars unfurled, Our arrogance wounds your gentle world. We drown your spirit with our haste, Plastic winds and toxic waste. Blindly lost in selfish dreams, Ignoring your rivers and broken streams. Oh Mother, forgive ou

By Jamie Aneil Patel i love the way you dance leaves me in a trance all night long i wanna sing your song a thousand miles i dont wanna be away from you miss being in your arms miss your loving and touching a thousand miles you have given me so many smiles i love you for eternity want to be near you to stroke my fingers in your hair By Jamie Aneil Patel

By Jamie Aneil Patel i still remember waking up next to you that feeling will never go away i just wanna hug you tighter and feel you against me then kiss you in the rain give me a moment lets celebrate our love for each other im falling for you always falling for you your my deep love By Jamie Aneil Patel

By Jamie Aneil Patel im gonna give you the love that you need you got me dancing in the dark miles apart i think of you in my heart wishing you was next to me on the dancefloor i can feel you nearby, touching me i can feel that kiss on my lips its something i miss By Jamie Aneil Patel

By Jamie Aneil Patel your one of a kind forever on my mind till the end of time your all i need lets plant the seed together we will grow and make things flow destiny brought us together you are like no other from all the times ive cried you have been by my side. By Jamie Aneil Patel

By Jamie Aneil Patel brooklyn bridge cant wait to see you again the best place to be that amazing view just like watching you the sunset till the end written in the stars your name on comes on in the bars how could i forget your name galaxy nights and fine cocktails that night i felt so alive i was cloud nine By Jamie Aneil Patel

By Jamie Aneil Patel the feeling struck by you i wanna be with you from day and night lets dine oh dine and have some fun with wine your on fire its something i desire something tells me in your eyes them deep eyes shine so bright all i see is beauty By Jamie Aneil Patel

By Jamie Aneil Patel miss you each day i see you from miles away i hope you come to stay  oh come what may you made my day hey you pretty face By Jamie Aneil Patel