Exhausted by PreciousNothin
Eliminated in the first round, with not even a breath to spare
Now it’s time to declare you the victor
Even I can’t muster a fraction, with your infinite supply of energy
Really, there’s no keeping up with you
Guiltily, I hide my envy with pride for you, your unsurprising success
You always seem to be a step ahead of me
when you drown by LostOneself
Finite, we continue to push boundaries we can’t even see
Is there something beyond them? Anything?
Are we only fooling ourselves into thinking we can be more than we are?
These tethers made of the strongest bonds, our own insecurities
We are the ones preventing ourselves from reaching higher
Like the shackles and chains of a prisoner
But still we attempt to convince our minds this is best
It’s time to dig a little deeper
Skimming the surface of “fine” is a slow death
Waiting to pull you under and never let go
But the shore is just off the horizon
Scantly glittering in the rising sun
You can keep your head above water for that, can’t you?
Neglect by RomancingMaria
Nasty, neglectful creatures that we’ve become
Everything we touch seems to suffer to some extent
“Give an inch, take a mile,” a saying far too fitting
Leaving a thirsting world in our wake, wanting only the smallest return
Except for us, there is nothing to give back–we only consume
Completely gorged and overflowing with more than we could ever need
This is where we find ourselves–bloated and choking on greed
Love by tuborg
Bedside, the best place to be on a sunny new day
Little hands gently curled upward, soft breaths breaking the silence
Impishly, you slowly reach out and run a finger through sleep-tousled hair
Seeing this moment every day, being a part of your little one’s journey
Surely nothing could replace the feelings of pride and love for them
Lovin’ the Sun by Lady-Tori
Peacefully, a young feline rests in the sunny window seat
Lazing, basking in a comforting heat that, in winter, is scarce
And yet this sunny window is a constant, always providing warmth
Claws extend as legs, tail and back stretch, re-positioning to a cozier spot
Instantly, bones seem to melt away as this small cat relaxes once more
Definitively, my companion has stolen my favorite reading spot
Fireworks Over Anchorage by Djohns
Nameless folk aimlessly walking, chattering with each other as if old friends
Only at times like this, a festival, a gathering, do people form a truce
Imagine that–this amicable energy brought on by lights and food
Sounds of happily squealing children and drunken laughter weigh down the air
Each and every one of these simple creatures, brought together in this moment
Soon to return, however, to the din of war–peace is only temporary
against the majority by paulchen11
Crippled by an invisible weight, intangible, frightening
Open mouths gasp for scant amounts of air
Praying for enough of a calming breath to steady themselves
Imagine this anxiety-ridden feeling returning–not again
Nearly every day spent in anticipation, dread
Gradually finding a way to cope with wave after wave
Creating Worlds of Color 2 by GrotesqueDarling13
Casting calls for actors, in search of feigned feelings
Only those with the spectrum of emotions need apply
Little is left of my own, but perhaps others can share
Oblige me in this small request–I want only to feel
Right now, the world has faded into a dull grey
Furthering this lack of emotion by seclusion
Unless, of course, someone grants my request
Lavishing this drab world with so many colors
[38] Solemnity by starg691
Slow, soft, a gentle caress cradles a sleep-reddened cheek
Eyes blearily open, glancing upward and softening with a smile
“Remind me,” the sleepy figure whispers, “why I’d want to be anywhere else.”
Even the tender hand couldn’t stop a tremor of laughter
Nothing brought them more joy than each other
In fact, nothing could hope to keep them apart
Time could trickle slowly by, and even then
Youthful love would overcome even the most daunting obstacle
And then? by Violator3
Tightly wound with anxiety and anticipation
A bitten nail nears chattering teeth
Begging to be closer to the quick
With eyes flitting between downcast and brief upward glances
Time seems to move at a sluggish pace
The waiting, the worst
Wondering at the potential outcome
Over-analyzing every word, gesture, expression
Had there been mistakes? Surely–
No, no thoughts like that here
What good will they do?
Hands are swiftly moved under thighs
Feet planted and flat to the floor
Stilling any nervous jittering
For with a straight spine and composed expression
Even the slightest bit of confidence here is key
