emily-rose-bunch
Hello! My name is Emily Rose Bunch. I consider myself an amateur poet. For me, poetry is the best medium for me to express whatever emotion I am feeling, be it the heaviest of sorrows or the happiest of all joys. Music is my main muse, but anything can inspire me.
Flittering, fluttering, dancing in their flight
Glittering like emeralds throughout the night
The dance begins before sunset and goes on by the light of the moon
It is a ritual we hope won't end soon
In May every lightning bug gets excited
To this dance every firefly is invited
The dance begins when they hover in the air
Then one by one turn on their light for flair
They spin, dip, and dive
While others are continuing to arrive
The lightning bugs continue on through the night
Showing off their little lanterns of light
Finally, they come to a close
After this long dance, a firefly has to doze
Like candles being blown out, the green flashes of light are no more
But not to worry, they will continue for weeks until the final encore
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 9:43 AM UTC
In a field of butterflies I dance and dream
I am soaring high on my imaginary wings
All my worries are cast away
My fears and failures can wait another day
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 9:31 AM UTC
Little girl go away
Don't come again another day
I am sick of you and your tears
And how you have followed me year after year
Take all your baggage, leave me be
I cannot handle your pain and misery
I run to a mirror to steal a glance
Let her be gone! Let there be that chance!
As I look, she stares back
And my hopes fade to black
I touch her face, she touches mine
We are who we are, yet intertwined
She and I are the same
Same tears, same fears, same pain
We will never be apart, that is plain to see
Little girl, I am you and you are me
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
I will slam every door
Break every window
I keep my own score
I track every shadow
I sing my ballad in a loud voice
Hear me now all of you who gave me my lashes
I have made up my mind; I know my choice
I am a masterpiece made from ashes
Shame and rejection go to Hell
Fear and anxiety make your home in Hades
You no longer suit me well
My future is definite, no longer a haze of maybes
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 3:17 PM UTC
Water and fire, dusk and dawn
A lonely heart's cry, like a wolf's song
Breathe into me, let this dead soul rise
Save me from a fiery demise
With You I want to dance, for You I want to sing
O death where are your shackles; and hurt where is your sting?
My shadows run; yet my scars remain
They are my story, not a guilty stain
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 3:13 PM UTC