SixWordPoetry

Have you ever wondered at least once to yourself if Reality is an automated thing in our lives? Perhaps a naturally embedded dream we relive that’s gone backwards? Our Predestined soulmates that have left afterwards in reincarnation through the energies of our Earth’s elements meant to relive? Are you a firm believer in Fate? Honestly, what is Reality? One of the many eternal theories that has remained a mystery to many Philosophers and theorists more than Centuries; through and beyond the test of time. What is the Reality? Reality means many things. In philosophy reality is a form of belief or different views of other concepts

Artificial Human Phase of uncomforted strain—what lack of reminiscing contempt well when we forget its easy touch   No fingerprints of appearance in time then moves and heals over us one by one individually   Headache atoms dissolving Expand we stay in constant Rapid mode so slow But I know this will be over soon… Feeling this right now Feeling this right… Leaving me releasing the steam of pain Climax phasing retaining away at reigns the mind then rots away we revive and contrive to try? Please hide me under my sweat desperate to pull through this ungodly given dementia phase ignore avoid disregard forget about it fo

Silent with no more sounds. Slowly I turned around, after seeing all the evil done. To all the destruction left scarred in chaos, I know after this point there to myself and all those that bared witness to what they had experienced. This will always stay with them in trauma forever in their lives and will always haunt me in my subconsciousness forever. Yet even after all that, I still heard my voice call out... But it was no longer mine? I couldn't hear my true self. I couldn't hear them anymore either? It felt different? Something else was growing in me. Trying to find it's way out of me and into this World. It was then I realized my

The Iris Excerpt               It was bedtime. Dylan Davenport had been suffering from these recurrent strange vivid dreams for the past 4 lonely nights alone in his Apartment he’d been renting out within the last half year. Soon before, the last several days till his departure from Virginia back to his Hometown in Texas, after the dreadful planned 4 months prior to his crucial trauma that happened to him, he got a message to come back to Texas from his older brother Ryan; realizing in the past events that have destroyed him most recently; there was another sudden occurrence he didn’t want to experience or hear. His Mother̵

I wrote this during the course of two days, if you have the time (maybe about 10 minutes) I do believe it to be "worth-the-read." Please do not hesitate to add any constructive criticism or comments, enjoy!!                                                  The Beast With Green Eyes     It was on a dark day that Hicks entered into that school, and it was an unfortunate turn of events that would be the beginning of many that he would suffer throughout his lifetime. From the beginning he was known as an oddba

I see the tears beneath your brow. I feel your pain; I see it now. Sunken shoulders, blackened cowl, A lonesome wolf lets out a howl. Sultry moons that do not wane, Broken hearts that have been slain, Soldier on beneath the rain; The whole of you cries out in pain. But something dwells that stammers on. A misused soul, somewhere upon. Cloudy days, but you see dawn. Denounce the will to suffer on! Devote oneself to earnest yearning. Free oneself from meager earning. Teach oneself to higher learning. A will to quell the needless burning. It is your turn to hit the mark. A way to give light to the dark. A gift from God, you must now hark! Free y