mikaela07 - Hello Poetry

Nunca he terminado nada, Me emociona empezar, Me da pereza terminar, Hoy me he prometido terminarlo todo.

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Jun 25, 2021

Jun 25, 2021 at 4:14 PM UTC

Nunca he terminado nada, Me emociona empezar, Me da pereza terminar, Hoy me he prometido terminarlo todo.

No sé por qué le escribo, Quizás me da lástima, Haberla dejado de lado, Haberla defraudado, No haber llegado a la meta, Haberme quedado sin metas, Con tristeza pura a mi alrededor, Lo he olvidado todo, Ya no recuerdo nada, No encuentro nada, Todo me da igual, Por eso... Ya no escribo más.

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Jun 25, 2021

Jun 25, 2021 at 4:11 PM UTC

No escribo

No sé por qué le escribo, Quizás me da lástima, Haberla dejado de lado, Haberla defraudado, No haber llegado a la meta, Haberme quedado sin metas, Con tristeza pura a mi alrededor, Lo he olvidado todo, Ya no recuerdo nada, No encuentro nada, Todo me da igual, Por eso... Ya no escribo más.

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Caigo, Modo torbellino, El aire presiona mi piel, La lastima, Me retuerce, Caigo a un agujero infinito, Veo a mi otra yo, Arriba, Contenta, Me mira y se despide.

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Jun 25, 2021

Jun 25, 2021 at 4:07 PM UTC

Ayúdame

Caigo, Modo torbellino, El aire presiona mi piel, La lastima, Me retuerce, Caigo a un agujero infinito, Veo a mi otra yo, Arriba, Contenta, Me mira y se despide.

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When you take off your glasses, And all you see is meaningless traces, Shapes that you once saw from a distance ... on a moving train, Bubbles full of color mingle with your surroundings, Everything looks beautiful; magical, You know that only you can see this the way you do.

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Jun 24, 2021

Jun 24, 2021 at 6:46 AM UTC

Low Definition

When you take off your glasses, And all you see is meaningless traces, Shapes that you once saw from a distance ... on a moving train, Bubbles full of color mingle with your surroundings, Everything looks beautiful; magical, You know that only you can see this the way you do.

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I've straightened my hair, Curled it with wands, Burned my fingers, Tasted my shiny red lips, Left them dry, Seen the dead skin fall like autumn leaves, Thinking "mommy wouldn't approve." I've done my nails, Painted them black, Yellow, Purple, And all shades of blue. I've pressed magazine pages on my cuticles, Hoping some words would stick, perhaps a "cool," "posh," "dandy," little word. I've worn tight jeans, Mommy jeans, My mother's 80's clothes, I've worn black dresses, Those with sequins, Those without'em, too. And each time, I've tried to be...someone, Just anyone. I never tried being me.

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May 11, 2021

May 11, 2021 at 8:16 PM UTC

I'm Over It

I've straightened my hair, Curled it with wands, Burned my fingers, Tasted my shiny red lips, Left them dry, Seen the dead skin fall like autumn leaves, Thinking "mommy wouldn't approve." I've done my nails, Painted them black, Yellow, Purple, And all shades of blue. I've pressed magazine pages on my cuticles, Hoping some words would stick, perhaps a "cool," "posh," "dandy," little word. I've worn tight jeans, Mommy jeans, My mother's 80's clothes, I've worn black dresses, Those with sequins, Those without'em, too. And each time, I've tried to be...someone, Just anyone. I never tried being me.

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Me he recluido, Mi habitacion es mi hábitat, La ventana, Lo que me separa de los turistas, Los de pueblos lejanos que vienen a verme, Los de acentros indescifrables, Los que vienen a verme, A mí, Sol, Sola, Solita.

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Apr 27, 2021

Apr 27, 2021 at 6:47 PM UTC

Sol, Sola, Solita

Me he recluido, Mi habitacion es mi hábitat, La ventana, Lo que me separa de los turistas, Los de pueblos lejanos que vienen a verme, Los de acentros indescifrables, Los que vienen a verme, A mí, Sol, Sola, Solita.

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No era lo que esperabas, "Naciste fea," Alguna vez me confesaste, "Luego, te arreglaste," Y si no, "Si no me arreglé, Si soy la misma, Porque, madre, Tú eres la misma." Y si, "Si cambié, Si nací de nuevo, Si una noche alguien me entró a tu viente, Y en segundos, Me arreglé."

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Apr 27, 2021

Apr 27, 2021 at 6:42 PM UTC

Madre

No era lo que esperabas, "Naciste fea," Alguna vez me confesaste, "Luego, te arreglaste," Y si no, "Si no me arreglé, Si soy la misma, Porque, madre, Tú eres la misma." Y si, "Si cambié, Si nací de nuevo, Si una noche alguien me entró a tu viente, Y en segundos, Me arreglé."

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Everytime I come to this class, She's there, At the podium, Expectant, Then...SILENCE The room's empty, It's only the two of us, I- you-I I just stare, Repeat my answer in my head, Just twice, I've reformulated the sentence, Now a paragraph long, As I open my mouth, Everything goes pitch black, Then, we're back, Lights on, They're all here, Listening, She looks at you, As if the lights were always on, She examines the room and quietly asks, "Does anyone have anything to say?" I-you-I say "I do," The lights go out.

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Apr 27, 2021

Apr 27, 2021 at 6:30 PM UTC

Dry

Everytime I come to this class, She's there, At the podium, Expectant, Then...SILENCE The room's empty, It's only the two of us, I- you-I I just stare, Repeat my answer in my head, Just twice, I've reformulated the sentence, Now a paragraph long, As I open my mouth, Everything goes pitch black, Then, we're back, Lights on, They're all here, Listening, She looks at you, As if the lights were always on, She examines the room and quietly asks, "Does anyone have anything to say?" I-you-I say "I do," The lights go out.

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I feel numb, Most of the time, But then, again, I'm asleep, Most of the time, Immersed in nightmares, I saw you last night, When I woke up, I kept inspecting my sheets, You were there, In my dreams, In my arms, Wrapped in my purple sheets, I kept looking, All day, Then, as I walked back home, Something turned off, I swear I felt it, I just don't know what that something was.

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Apr 26, 2021

Apr 26, 2021 at 2:06 PM UTC

Something Turned Off

I feel numb, Most of the time, But then, again, I'm asleep, Most of the time, Immersed in nightmares, I saw you last night, When I woke up, I kept inspecting my sheets, You were there, In my dreams, In my arms, Wrapped in my purple sheets, I kept looking, All day, Then, as I walked back home, Something turned off, I swear I felt it, I just don't know what that something was.

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Llamaste. Eran las 9,10,11,4,5,6, Colgué el teléfono, No logro conseguir el sueño, “Tu padre está triste,” Por favor, ya no llames más, “Se entrecorta la llamada,” Tu madre no deja de pensar en ti, “Voy bajo un túnel.”

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Feb 22, 2021

Feb 22, 2021 at 9:19 PM UTC

Colgué el teléfono

Llamaste. Eran las 9,10,11,4,5,6, Colgué el teléfono, No logro conseguir el sueño, “Tu padre está triste,” Por favor, ya no llames más, “Se entrecorta la llamada,” Tu madre no deja de pensar en ti, “Voy bajo un túnel.”

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