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amaranth-elk
amaranth-elk
American I breath inspiration.
I'm 17 and I still don't know how to Dress nice. I will be a woman soon. I am going to have to know. My whole life I practically refused To dress fancy; In heels, Lace, Jewelry, Silk, Shalls, Skirts, Ruffles, Anything. Because I felt so uncomfortable. So undeserving So misplaced I would feel stupid I didn't feel good enough I always Felt like I was doing it wrong. It made me feel uglier. Then I just wear Converse, Flannels, Fipped jeans, Handmade bracelets, and I feel more in my element. But I don't feel accepted. I feel judged. My wardrobe isn't for a woman. My wardrobe is still for a Little girl Who grew up in a neighborhood With boys. I'm still a little girl Who wants to go play basketball. I hope I can learn To dress professionally And be confident with Myself.
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Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 3:05 PM UTC
AmIDoingItRight?
You sort of just abducted my heart. Your desires are daunting. The morose nature, of your overdosing on painkillers, is daunting. You hadn't seemed mutable. The painkillers were nadir to our love, To your love. My bones are brittle. Your self esteem is fragile. My soul is timid. Your thoughts are feral and you bypass its limits. You doubt my fidelity. The wounds are severe. You're a novice lover, but I am too, sort of. So are we neophytes? I'm enthralled in the wonder. Let's not desecrate love, please..
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Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 5:41 PM UTC
Winter of 2012
They exchanged glances and The occasional Simper on the Subway for a Period of time. One thing they shared in Common was the street The escaped to On their lunch breaks. He, the high-class, affluent luncheonette. She, the lenient yet eloquent café. For her it's a brief Getaway to some Liberating Arcadian. She could be at peace. Except not this time. Not this time at all. He was traipsing Right up to her. Her heart is racing and she has lost her breath. Then he says, "will you have lunch with me, dear?"
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 1:45 PM UTC
Not this time.
Recognize the beauty in your breathing. Inhale. Exhale. Even out each inhalation and exhalation. Be the flow of the breath. Be deep. Be balanced. Inhale. 1..2..3..4.. Exhale. 1..2..3..4.. Sit comfortably and roll the shoulders back Feel the body. Feel the heart beat. Feel the head sway softly. Inhale. Chest rises. Exhale. Chest sinks. Close yourself out to your surroundings. Focus on the now. Focus on the self. Focus on inner peace. Inhale Good energy. Exhale Bad energy. Meditate.
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 1:06 PM UTC
Meditate.
Gosh, You open my mind to a capacity unheard of. I didn't know this was possible. I Don't really get much more creative when I'm around you But, I feel like I can open up. You really make me believe there's so much more out there that I am yet to learn about as I age. Now I am looking forward to the future because I know I have everything to discover.
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 7:15 PM UTC
You.
Sometimes good things Fade away and It is sad to Think about but It's also a Bit heartwarming And I am quite Thankful for that.
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 6:55 PM UTC
It's Also
I was very Shallow before But I promise I am much more Open minded
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 6:54 PM UTC
Now
I know it shouldn't bother me. I shouldn't allow it control Of my emotions, But it has.
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 6:53 PM UTC
But It Has
Sorry. No, I am not mad. All of my life I saw anger as the only way to express any emotion. I am just hurting. I am just hurting.
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 6:52 PM UTC
I'm not mad.
I am confined only by the walls I build myself. But if this is true then how did I build you in with me ?
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Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 6:51 PM UTC
How