The Window

As I look out the window, it rains
Then it snows
Then the sun comes out and shines
And then it goes
I know I have not gone out much,
but that is okay.
Because I learned a lot
By looking out the window today.

So I go outside for a change.
Since I don't like the view from here.
But since it's so awkward to interact,
I go back inside to avoid my peers.
Later that day I regret my decision,
And hope that one day I'll get over my fear.

And then I look out the window, it rains
Then it snows
Then the sun comes out and shines
And then it goes
I know I have not gone out much,
but that is okay.
Because I learned a lot
By looking out the window today.

But as the sun goes down,
And day turns to night
I really know all along
that it's never alright,
to just look out a window all day.

I set it to myself to make this day mine.
I won't just run away and hide.
Because I know I'm better than that,
And I can't just let my fear decide
That I don't want to enjoy my life today
Because of this stupid thing called anxiety
No, this day and life is mine
And this is my journey of opportunity

And then I look out the window, it rains
Then it snows
Then the sun comes out and shines
And then it goes
I know I have done a lot
and everything went my way.
Because I learned a lot
By being outside the window today.

And as the sun goes down,
And day turns to night
I really know all along
that it's finally time
to be something looked out a window all day.


An amazing poem by: Eric Tracey 
Check Eric Out on DA as Supersonix07
Original piece on DA link HERE

Surge

Let's be mad
at the world.
charge forward,
tearing down,
destroying recklessly.

Let's not think
about the casualties.
if we do
we'll question,
wonder.

Let's savor each other,
just the once.
hands slipping,
crimson caressing
the pavement.

An beautiful piece by:
Erika Jörgensen  
Check out her DA page as helvetess

Myopic Thoughts

Milky way seen over Cape Schanck

Open minds throb in the open air-

With the vast knowledge of what has begun-

Making the walls breathe

As if these minds were closed.

And The closed minds feel open,

But the light years of space-

 Will always be cornered- 

In what we believe to be infinity.

-Amber of HMWW

A Love Like the Movies

One short film 
That we choose to take part. 
There are breath taking lines 
That come from the heart. 

Two star-crossed lovers 
In the scene of their kiss.
Crave the tender touch
That had been so dearly miss.

Three treasured words
At least once woven in script
It's powerful vow
That keeps the stage lit.

An ongoing flick 
And our hearts are reminded.
And though history made 
The tape is rewinded.

Three treasured words
At least once woven in script
It's powerful vow
That keeps the stage lit.

Two star-crossed lovers 
In the scene of their kiss.
Crave the tender touch
That had been so dearly miss.

One short film 
That we choose to take part. 
There are breath taking lines 
That come from the heart. 

Action.

Love Poem by: Amber 

Happy Valentine's Day Everyone!

"Abracadabra" By: Jessie J

The Chaos In Your Chest

There is a war in your chest
The bombs bust, and the guns fire
The barricade mutes the noise
So they only echo as deep thuds.

 And as I hold my hands to your back
With my head on your chest
And my ears kissing your cotton shirt
I can hear it, the war in your chest

I can hear struggle, a constant chaos
And in that thumping I could hear laughter 
A child's laugh, ringing though your ribs
Why would there be laughter in war?

I heard a squeal, a trembling stretch
And the burst and the fizz, of a bomb?
No- I was wrong- Fireworks!
They are fireworks- bursting brightly

And Now that I know, I can see them
Other signs in proof to prove my secret
I see one in my most secret place of safety 
In your eyes, as a fizzling sparkler.

-Amber of HMWW

I Can't Resist You

I can't resist you.

Your charm

Your flawless disguise

That covers the lies you hide.

The lies my yearning heart desire.

I want to know.

I want to know what are you hiding from me.

What is it?

What is it this aura of yours?

Why do I become uneasy?

...

Maybe I'll never know...

By: Allyza Marie A. Pena

Check out Allyza's Deviant Art page: BUDDERBLENDER44

Original piece 

My Love

My love is not the red, red rose,
or darling buds of may.
My love is not a sweet, sweet song,
or a tempting summer's day.

My love is not a silly, silly girl,
with whom you toy and play.
My love is not a finite object
that will simply fade away.

My love is like the oceans deep,
passionate and never ending as the sea.
My love is like the river's flowing,
faithful and everlasting my love shall be.

By: Marisa

Check out Marisa's Deviant Art page: RavenLove66

Original piece