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clarawellsdaang
clarawellsdaang
15/F/mother earth semi-sentient plant-based life form
i am the youngest i'll ever be but the oldest i've ever been i write as if i've lived a thousand lives a thousand lives, a thousand eyes, a thousand lies i've seen so, yes, i'm old but, forevermore, my youth remains. still, i converse with the moon and dance with the waves the trees, i embrace. and all that i gave, though carried away - will return once again. so, yes, i'm old unravel my soul - to find oceans of muse hitherto i've retained, more than ever i sought to gain. my youth remains when all of earth decays the fire kindled within me may never burn out... completely.
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Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 10:42 PM UTC
fourteen
this blissful morning, i woke up to birds chirping, trees rustling, bells resonating across my bedroom. how lovely nature is like music to my ears. the earth has music for those who listen.
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Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 9:49 AM UTC
the earth has music for those who listen
1. shapes shaping me 踊る
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Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
poetry in motion
I believe that everything we do affects the fate of the people around us and although it’s a daunting thought, it can be comforting at the same time: we have to take care of each other because our actions have consequences. When I’m in school, I think about a scene from the movie Amélie, where Amélie is watching television but she’s imagining that she’s a part of the television show. The man on tv says, “If Amélie chooses to live in a dream-world and remain an introverted young woman, she has every right to mess up her life.” That part gets to me, because I know it’s true. I’ve been crying a lot and I’ve been feeling weird. I don’t understand why and I don’t know how to feel better. I’m just holding on. ♦
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May 29, 2018
May 29, 2018 at 7:14 AM UTC
holding on
ive made it through a tough year the hardest yet a year of sleepless nights tears cuts and emptyness looking back, i am proud of myself it means everything to me 2017 it means nothing to me it destroyed me my pieces shattered then one by one, scrambled away lost they dont like me because i am broken they dont like me because i remind them of themselves 2018 please be kind and let my thoughts fly far away into the depths of, well, the internet... ☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆.。.:・°☆ (✿ ͡◕ ᴗ◕)つ━━✫・*。
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Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
me at my best
- hey, c - huh? - you know what people and sunsets have in common? - no? - they are the best right before they leave and then they do just like that and never ever come back...
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 8:54 AM UTC
i.
i. the other day i felt happy today i feel empty its like all my feelings drained out and i tried to stop 'em but they slid through my fingers and seeped out all gone... ii. i thought i knew who i was but right now ive gone missing an unknown soul adrift in the world iii. on starlit nights, i look out the window and cry into the darkness i ask the universe who i am and ask if it is calling for i am here, answering iv. i still am lost getting lost to not be found? v. its like a puzzle some pieces are lost but i am getting them back ...
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Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 8:51 AM UTC
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