• 5a3c86652ebadb9130887f7122ffcd10 littlewoman_jo 3h

    The only thing great in my life right now is the view from my window. And my bed, the corner-most place near, so I can glance at the scenery. It is imprinted in my mind like a prayer you remember always, especially when you need a little air. And I can breathe all the air I want just sitting here.

    I love the road that runs by my room, the infamous Palm Beach Road. Named so, for its pavement is lined with palm trees; tall, green, handsome and rich. And backing them up is a lake, too serene to touch, escorting cool breeze to us.

    And frankly, I haven't seen such extravagant things so near me, the most sensational road in the whole Navi Mumbai. The perfect amalgamation of both nature and modernity, as I'd like to describe. Smooth as velvet, with no bumps, save those speed breakers, but hey, I’m not complaining. Safety first!Talking of safety I think, it’s the most safest I felt these past 20 years. And driving there at dusk feels like an escape, like I will land up at some paradise unexpectedly, if I just keep going.

    I sit there on one of the benches, in between my rides and never forget to have my sound-proof earphones with me, so sometimes I could concentrate and write, like I’m doing right now. But then erratically these mosquitoes, they start telling me to go, so I hark back to my darling road. And I drive and keep driving because it feels right.

    I recall then, if I took a right turn from my apartment, instead of going straight, I could see mountains approaching covered with a linen of fog, first in the morning. And they’re quite lovely as well, as that road, like all of the mother nature is. So, I visit these corner shops as my tea calls me, set near the foothills; green, yellow, blue, in all colours, as in a rainbow. But that happens only when I am up early or you can say I haven’t slept at all. And I mostly go alone, because why not, I love my company.

    At midnight I do some silly poetry resting on my bed, then gaze up to find airplanes roaring and humming, the kind of sound I’ve come to love. And laying there with my hands and legs stretched at their full length, I assume myself flying as well. Like I’m free, finally. And I feel so grateful for this, cause this is the best thing happening in my life and I must look at the brighter side.

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    The only thing great in my life right now
    is the view from my window. And my bed, the corner-most place near, so I can glance at the scenery. It is imprinted in my mind like a prayer you remember always, especially when you need a little air. And I can breathe all the air I want just sitting here.
    ©littlewoman_jo

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  • C163ca7856abbc5c5e66ee931b0d4461 sara_kelly 3h

    I have learned that
    people often have
    difficulty relating to the
    sorrow of others.
    Hiding behind brief
    condolences
    to avoid adversity.

    "I'm so sorry,"
    is
    followed
    by
    dead
    silence.

    They simply don't know what to say.

    ©Sara Kelly

  • E77f8426ce794528ec832e33946db039 vhanfire 4h

    @mirakee @writersnetwork @readwriteunite #death #poetry #darkpoem #goodbye

    In life one of the most heart breaking stages is biding farewell to someone very dear to you.

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    Raven

    Black wings on air
    Sunset and gray hair
    Eyes weakened stare
    Only few sand to share

  • 2d5571d892a680c04c00e141b9786451 mkandres 4h

    I cannot change the moon
    I cannot change your mind
    I cannot change my heart
    But I'm tired of being blind.

    ©mkandres

  • Ef249394f4e38da800cd2a32950dcaad linda_j_wolff 5h

    Like snow, we melt.
    As poets to melt like snow
    is to fall delicately
    uniquely shaped
    each line we write,
    we reveal the truth of
    ourselves.

    ©Linda J Wolff

  • Missing0 i2rhyme 4h

    THEY HAVE NO SHAME

    All the world's a stage
    To ring in the new world age
    Deceive, distract and divide
    All done to manipulate and misguide
    Indoctrination through education
    Being done by design from nation to nation
    The wool so quickly pulled over your eyes
    Yet you still can't desifur the truth from the lies
    Over and over telling the same old story
    Believed by a vast majority
    The fake stories, massless shootings makes you a pawn in the game
    These false idol worshipers have no shame
    Nationalities, politics, language's and religion
    We carefully constructed for pure division
    Psyop after psyop
    Just to get your jaw to drop
    Lost in translation
    Provides misinformation
    Including the plan of a fake alien invasion
    Robots created to replace the human being
    Border walls built to keep you FROM FLEEING
    I know it's hard for you to wrap your head around this poem
    Just like flat earth and the firmament dome
    Do your own research don't believe me
    Open the eyes that GOD has given thee

    ©i2rhyme #382 2/19/19
    Laurene Woods Labriola

  • Missing0 silver_moon 5h

    I wouldn't be able to dream about tomorrow nor be able to fathom my life if you're not in it
    ©silver_moon