My Anonymous

I'm SO sorry it's been too long since I last posted a poem but I'm back now! And hopefully with some nice new ideas. If anyone has any suggestions, as you know, please comment to let me know.
Here's my latest poem for you and I, personally, am not too big a fan of love poems and whatnot but I was reading a novel and it just came to me. It's not extra cheesy but somewhere along the lines of a love poem. Thoughts?

She told me, "don't leave the house, it's not safe."

So of course, I leave the house

Doors are locked, I'm in the wild

Walking to the city, feeling something

Behind me

When I turn, nothing's there

Suddenly, I get tangles up in vines, someone cuts me out

Though when I turn, I see

No one

In the city, strange men give me things

Poison

One step and all I see

Blackness

I awake, one worried face above me, my cure

I blink, the face disappears

I get up, walk, think, remember

That face

That reminds me of home

Who protects me without me knowing

Who seems to be with me without being there

I think of the face

And look up to see

Home, I'm home, safe

Running to the porch,

I see him

The face

And I realize, I've always been home

Always been safe,

When I was hurt, when I was caught, when I was in danger

My anonymous was always there

That One Thing

I know that sometimes, what I write isn't necessarily poetry but my definition of poetry includes expressing one's feelings and this is how I feel. Not always as poetic as a person may think poetry to be. 

The joy in doing that one thing

Where you forget everything else

Any tests, any problems, any stress

In losing yourself to something that is not harmful to you

Yet is still your drug

Something that you are positively addicted to
Think of the power in that one thing

That one thing that you would give almost anything to never stop

For one, that one thing may be taking pictures of early blooming flowers in cool mornings

Or speaking to huge, enthusiastic crowds

Or dancing to your favorite song

Or even simply reading a book

But in the end

It is

That one thing

That is our motivation

To just keep on going

To go to sleep at night to wake up to a brilliant sunrise

To keep on working everyday for seven straight hours

Or to just take another step forward

That one thing

That fuels us under the sun and lets us rest beneath the moon

That one thing

Making our day and keeping a smile on our face

Even on the gloomiest days

That one thing

Makes such a difference

Puzzling Words

The last piece of advice

Do not go gently in to the good night

Infinite thoughts, endless nights

What has this been advised for?

Who? When? Why?

It took many evening walks and

Dreams in the day to understand

Those precious words

Seared in my mind, my heart, my soul

And the moment I realized what

They mean, I kept faith in them

What they meant for me to never forget

Was to keep on fighting

For those I loved, for my beliefs,

For truth, and most of all,

To never stop fighting

For myself

For no one can control us

Except

Ourselves

The Intruders

The loud noises

Erupt in a fury

As their bases are infiltrated

And the enemy refuses to leave

Frustration crawls up their spine

As they attempt to fight back

And only too late do they realize

That although they achieved

A mere victory

They had only fought

To win

Against themselves

Holding On

I know that this is pretty late now but I was at camp for a week and had no access to the internet so I could not update and add stuff here. I'm sorry but at camp, I wrote a couple things, some of which are still in progress, and one of them was a short message for the victims of the Uttarakhand floods. If anyone wants to see what it was like, I will be putting up pictures with this. So anyways, all of the campers made cards with messages to the victims and due to the time given, I didn't write something long but short, sweet and simple.

A tragedy you have suffered

And we all hope to help

Through the distance

We feel what you have been through

The loss,

The pain, 

The sadness

But never think 

That distance would stop us

From giving you the strength

The love

And the hope

To get through it all

We pray for you

If you have any thoughts on the issue, you can express them in the comments. Thanks. :)

A Thief

A snap and the lock is broken

A push and the entrance revealed

Silent steps followed by a shadow

In the midst of the night

Takes what is not theirs

Priceless to the owner, it is

An abrupt noise startling the clever lad

A cry

Of terror? Of surprise? Of hatred? Of joy?

No, they could not tell so they ran

As fast as they could, as fast as they have ever run

A shrill voice called out "Thief! Thief!" ringing above and later,

Around the one who ran

While the lad ran, a realization hit their head

Where the importance of the stolen possession was lost

Tossing it away, they kept on running feeling lighter than before

Not once looking back to see the effects of their actions

Danger at Dusk

Sun rises, bird's wake up call

Sweet chirps in the morning

These sweet chirps go on all day

Until dusk when

Those birds fly home

To safety

Except

Few remain, unsafe, in danger, always

Chirp louder they do, attracting others

Towards them

These others seem nice, though nice they are not

Far from it they truly are

Expectations

Expectations

Unbeknownst to you

When they are set

Frustrated when you realize they are

Living up to them

Or trying to

Being

The hardest task of them all

Tick Tock

Time ticking

Always slowly slipping away

There when you seem to need it not

Lost when you wish it were on your side

But time

Takes no side

No matter how much

You need it

Want it

Think that you

Have captured it

Never forget that

Time is always

Ticking away

And it is one thing

That you will never get back

So

Use it wisely

Any Suggestions?

If anyone has any suggestions on what I should write about, if you could please put it in the comments and if you have any feedback, that would be great too! Thank you!

Nature's Beauties

Black, soft and lonely

Like a cape of silken beauty,

Silver lights abound.

Radiant white dots

Like a child's work of art,

In front of the lamp.

Where the angels lie

And lost souls search for loved ones,

Natural beauties

Night

Never ending darkness fill the mystical woods

Illuminating darkness at every death-filled gate

Guarding every exit, are ghosts who steal your goods

Haunted by their life's destined fate

These are the true sorrows of night

Do You See What I See

I see the colors of your eyes in ocean waters.

I see your reflection on the glass through the window

I see the brightness of your smile on a full moon

I see your hair shining in the rain

I see the image of your perfect shadow everywhere

I see the image of you in nature’s greatest beauties

I see the image of you in my silverware

I see the image of your face during my duties

I hear echoes of your melodic voice

I hear your breath blowing like the first warm breezes of spring

I hear your ballads of love in your masterpieces

Been A While

A stare

Holds your eyes

You try to look away

Realizing that you cannot

They blink

You blink

It holds

A step

Makes you lean forward

You do not know

What will come

To follow

A slip

Makes you look away

Lets you to fall

And

When you go to look again

You find an empty space

No one to look at

Nothing to look to

No one to step towards

Nothing to step towards

But

That stare, those eyes

One step, of many

You never forget

Because

They remind you of something

That you had not remembered 

In a long time

Not An Image, The Image

An image created by others

One that affects the ones that did not

Hurts them

Beats them

Whips them

In their minds

Not because of a wrong

Or two wrongs

But because of one good

Or two

After a while

It is not an image

It becomes

The image, that image, their image

It becomes an

Object

An object of destruction

How the World Goes Round?

Quite weird how this world works

How so many forget all good

Yet take their energy

And time to remember

Every

Single

Bad

Holding it against

Another person

Unfortunate really

Throwing away every individual's

Potential

For something so silly

So immature

The world goes round with good and bad

To create balance

But

Is this balance?

Wall Falls Down

Again, another one of those that were not thought through so at first, it may not make sense. 

Hidden

Behind a wall

Forgotten

In a shadow

Lost

In a world of materialism

And then

You shine

Where they see

What you do best

With all that you have

All that you feel

Everything that you believe

To the eyes other than your own

The fear

Felt in dark

Of not being accepted,

Rejected

Dissipates

As you let loose and you let it happen

Let the candle burn bright

And never dim

Only grow

Brighter

Each day

Hazardous Flight

Imagining

You are free

To open your eyes

To see that you already are

But in the blink of an eye

You are not

Flying high

Soaring

Shot on your wing

Causing you to dive

Straight down

You stay there

Beneath where you want to be

Waiting

For your wings to mend

So that you can soar again

To unimaginable heights

And then it happens

You soar again

But it is different now

It is not the freedom you see

Or feel

Only the danger of falling beneath

Again

And you try not to

Succeed

Until

You get hit by a plane

Sending you back beneath

Again

Right or Wrong?

Trying to move on

Not to hold on to before

Because she says, he says, they say

That it is best 

To let it go

To just forget

To just keep looking ahead

Keep my head high and not look at the ground

Not look

At what may happen but what will happen

All the good, ignoring the possible bad

Not considering the consequences

Of my actions

My words

And I may think them wrong

But right or wrong

Does not seem to matter

You Held On

To my dear Mother. I love you with all my heart and even though I don't really follow everything you tell me to do, I am always listening. Always remembering. Happy Mother's Day.

You have held me ever since my first breath

You helped me take my very first step

Say my first word

Eat my first bite

I have counted my birds with you

Told you my horrible jokes

Taken you everywhere I want to go

And you have endured

Even when I

Made mistakes

And learned how to fix them

From you

You held on to me

You have always been there for me

And no matter where you are, you still hold me

As I hold you

And always will

Hold you

Dear to my heart

Happy Mother's Day

Hush

Sh, I cannot talk

Must not utter a sound

Keep to myself

What I have been told

No matter how much it hurts,

No matter how much

I want to speak up

Or just shout

Sh, I must not reveal a word

Great punishment awaits if I may

Speak

One I do not wish to know

Must make an armor of

Titanium to keep them out

And me in

I must obey and hush

No one must know

No matter how difficult it may be to bear

Sh, I keep it in my mind

MY heart

MY soul

Because

I must

Hush

And stay

Hushed

To Be Named

That feeling where you know that you've been doing something 

on purpose and only just realize that 

it has never been doing what you thought it was.

The feeling you get when you hear something 

you were not meant to hear 

and comprehend it to be something that it is not.

The feeling given when you happen to see, 

that of which you did not go to seek.

The feeling that has yet to be named. 

Unknown

Let me twist your mind

I do not know anything except

That I do not know anything

So technically,

I do know something

Which is that I do know one thing

That I do not know anything

But…

Now,

That's two things that

I know

Nature's Balance

This one I may edit and change later on but for now, here it is. If anyone has any suggestions on anything, let me know.

The four elements

Earth, Fire, Water and Air

To create

Balance

Imperfections

Caused by imbalances

In nature,

In the elements

Nothing can overtake

If peace is wanted

Freedom

This one may sound a bit odd, sorry about that. I wasn't actually thinking when I wrote it..

Locked in chains

Trying to walk

But too heavy to move

One step and I stop

Stuck with these chains on me

In a cage like the birds at the zoo

Trapped in metal

For the entertainment of others

I want to fly

Fly away free

Like the birds

Who aren't in cages

But I cannot for these chains hold me down

And I am stuck

Stuck but I can hope

Dreams to fly

Like those birds

Wish for freedom

But until then, I will wait

Wait for my wings

So I can fly away

Away from this prison

With nothing to hold me down

Like these chains

Yes, for now

I will wait patiently

I will hope

Dragonflies

Dragonflies are as light as feathers

They are paper airplanes riding the air

And many are as blue and green as the ocean

They probably love bulrushes swaying gently with the soft wind

They are almost as fast as the rush of water

Dragonflies are descents of dragons

Full of agility, intelligence, and bravery

Thunderstruck

In the garden, pale pink blossoms

Covered a blanket of soft green grass,

In Spring.

The sky darkened, as a storm arose.

Trees in the orchards tossed their heads on agony,

Rage;

A single bolt of lightning speared down from the cloudless sky,

Killing the tree in an instant;

From that day on, not a single blade of grass by the blossom tree prospered.

Dead

Dusk to Dawn

When Mother Nature sends out a yawn

In the forest, a rustle, a fawn

As bats awake at the last rays of intense light

The moon takes her place in the midst of the night

She jumps the clouds higher, higher rising in the sky

Ascending through the silver fairies of night as they fly

The fairies of night fly around and around

Illuminating their auras against what they surround

Bringing dawn along with them

And an aroused sun shining bright like a gem

As Mother Nature catches her breath

She stops at the viewing of the glorious light

A light that even stops death

One that had great might

As the birds start to chirp at the last rays of gentle white

The sun takes his place and becomes the center of the light

When I See You

This is for my grandfather. I really miss you but I hope you're happy wherever you are. Happy Birthday!

When I see you

I remember the big smile plastered on your face

Everyday

The smile that always brightened my day

On the face that I always looked up to

When I see you

I remember when you'd hold me up to the sky and

Let me touch the stars falling down, the loud pop

Of a firework followed by bright colors covering us all

On your favorite day

When I see you

I smell the food made by the hands of a little

Girl who tried

Tried too hard to make them proud

Only to be rewarded

This little girl played outside with a little boy

One summer

Her mother calls her in and gently tells me

You left

Not where, not when and she never asked

When I saw you

I remembered your joyful laugh

Very contagious

The cure for it all

Except this

When I saw you

I heard you walking through the room

Calling, calling my name

And telling me the adventures of your day

But he missed it

That fateful summer

You were stolen and he will never know

He, who excitedly spoke of all you would do

He, who would smile and laugh all day

And might

He, who dreamed of always meeting you,

Learning with you, growing with you

He, who is just like you

He'll never know and neither

Will you

You, who are remembered

And will never know, learn, plan, talk and play

You, who will never be

Forgotten

Blowing the Flame

Falling

Can't hear anyone around me

Tears, silent drops of pain

Hurting

Can't see, can't feel, only numb

Hope, trying to stand

Only

To fall back down again

Forever

Change

The top of a building

Deep in a pool

Alone in the dark

No one at your side

One small makes a difference

Trip

You fall, and never stop falling

Caught

You sink and just cannot breath

Sleep

And you never know if you are awake

Mistakes

And no one to tell you

That you are wrong

One small makes a difference

Imagine

A passage to escape

Hope

To gasp air

Fire

You can finally see and know you are not

A dream

Truth

Open your eyes to see that you

Have never been alone

One small makes a difference

What Is This?

Well, this is all about writing. Poetry, feelings, emotions, all that cheesy stuff. 

Everyone has their own "thing" where they are able to let everything out. Frustration, anger, happiness, excitement, sadness, confusion. I am not really sure whether or not this is my "thing" or not but, I love to write what I am feeling when I am emotional, I love to express my thoughts in words. I just wanted to put it out there that it is okay to feel down, to always feel happy, to feel that you do not belong or that you are neglected. Just always remember that you have to look all around you to see the whole picture. Not just straight ahead. So I hope you like this and if you have anything you need to share, want to share, feel like sharing, go right ahead and do so.