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Angelique Jan 2013

Well....  I wrote this and have not figured out a title for it yet.
Angelique Jan 2013
Scared
and
Disoriented
The passion within  is trapped in a vault
Locked and no combination in sight
-Left-
-Right-
-Left-
The tries are in vain
For we will never live to be the same
Ah today is Fine Arts day at school. I am utterly disappointed today. Just with everything I guess. My math grade ***** and needs to be raised desperately. I also lost a book that is assigned to be read for a class. I literally looked everywhere for that book and could not find it. I went to every classroom that I had that day, I checked my house, and my car. It is so frustrating. I hate losing things. Based on my luck I will probably find it after we finished reading the book. Hopefully I'll find it soon but until then, here is a poem I wrote today.

Quick Update: I had a long weekend due to having an extra day off and decided that I was going to search for my book.... after searching for 30 minutes I ended up finding my book. I found it in our "library" which is basically a room filled with books. Apparently I brought it up and never brought it back down. At least I found it!
Angelique Jan 2013
Half destroyed houses
Yards that are empty and dry
A staircase that leads nowhere
Broken windows are left unnoticed
Barely alive
Life is sparked and people cause a fire
Fire burned down the neighborhood
Angelique Jan 2013
A necklace lies upon her breast
A deck of cards in her hands
Creating a perfect illusion of attractiveness
In the eyes of another man
She creates doubts in those with confidence
An image of desire
Held only for a night
Once given and received
Her presence is no longer needed
Worth nothing but dust
She holds a new deck
I actually wrote the first 2 lines like 2 weeks ago on a paper but had trouble finishing the poem. Today right before geometry began, I took out the piece of paper in my pocket and I finished the poem quickly.
Angelique Dec 2012
Written upon a receipt
From the store you visited long ago
You've been gone since yesterday
Upon it lays your fine handwriting
Stating why and how
Little did I know
Could have gone all along
It is just a note
but it holds my world in it's ink
Okay so I want everyone to interpret their own way but just to say a bit about what I thought about before writing it... I wrote it with the idea in mind of a person leaving another person and wanting to leave them for so long and actually writing a goodbye note to them on a store receipt because they were desperate to say goodbye and a receipt is all they had for paper and they didn't care much about the person therefore just choosing to write a goodbye note on a reciept (Kind of like this person decided to leave and they were in the car when they came to this conclusion.. they had no paper but a receipt)  After a while this person puts aside the idea of leaving until one day they get frustrated and leave... leaving that note written on a receipt (the receipt stamps the date and time they visted the store therefore letting the person who was left know that they had thought about leaving for some time)
Angelique Dec 2012
Want to see the reflection of the battle?
It is pale and gray and seems like it is fading
Nothing can save it
No actions can change its appearance or the memories left behind
It is a battered, broken and slowly becoming less visible
Hidden behind all it can find
And what it once was, is no where in sight
I wrote this a couple of minutes ago. When I feel like writing I can write something in a couple of minutes but when I don't I can never come up with anything to write about.
Just something else to add... I cannot get Third Eye Blind- Jumper out of my head. It's like when you cannot get a song out of your head so you are constantly singing/humming it 24/7. Yup that is my situation. Anyways sorry for my random note.
Angelique Dec 2012
Nothing could have prepared me
Laughter received me
The shock
The pain
Laughter receded
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