Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Inheritedshapes
Inheritedshapes
Washington Not the important part
You've been popping up all over the place but for all my memories, where did you go? Can't bring myself to say what you want to hear, my life is not what you had in mind. There's a part of me that feels I owe you nothing, the part that parted and doesn't know you. As if it all wasn't in the same breath already. But today is just like the rest of my daze just a cherried wick, till I'm gone in a puff of smoke. And yeah, it's been cold enough to see my own breath. So I've started to make sure I keep a pack of friends around. But I can't tell whose breath I'm conjuring, leaving it to hang among regret and confusion and there you are again.
0
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 2:59 AM UTC
A certain kind of myssed
Always knew I was light. Constantly running from prisms thought I contained the spectrum if I held on to everything. Trying to shine new in the old light till comparison shorted the whole thing. All my past encounters now a mirror each gathered around me. You'd think I would see the truth. But I'm only left wondering: how I surrounded myself with so many and why they are all strangers. Refracted into forks till I was just going in circles. Avoiding the breakdown ends there anyways The universe holds the spectrum and prism that wishes you to diffuse as a ray. Know the rhythm of your wavelength, the universe catches up with all of us.
0
Aug 21, 2016
Aug 21, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
Maat
Wracking up favorites in the dictionary of words I'll never use All of them so nihilistic, all of everything I do so reflective of me and I'm the last to see it What am I missing? I can see where the meaning comes from but not what it is I'm waiting so patiently to take it's hand, eager to be led under illumination And I know, I can guess, that doing nothing is a great way to get just that. But the void in front is relentless, unchanging, still. And again, I know. I know, dad. I'm not doing anything about it But where do you start with nothing?
0
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 11:11 AM UTC
Untitled 2
The dog chewed my Great Expectations, of all the things to leave on the floor. Not to say it's out of character for me or the dog. It's no surprise that it happened. Yet, I'm still left wondering: What did I expect?
0
Feb 23, 2016
Feb 23, 2016 at 11:20 PM UTC
Untitled