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He sat away from every one, he talked to no one
Not saying he was, but he seemed lonely
Not saying he was, but he seemed sad
Out of empathy I went towards him
Because I cared I talked to him
I smiled and I shared the joy he so much seemed to lack
Each time we talked, I smiled. He inquired and I answered
His interests, his dreams
Everything I could understand and everything I couldn’t
I accepted and in return I smiled
I smiled and I shared the beauty of life.
You can find yourself again.
Don’t give up.
The great Mother breathes
her skies clearing
her soil resting
Creatures sighing relief.
 Mar 2018 Mrs Ashley Somebody
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Take your sweetness
and bury it deep,
for now is the time
that fire is needed;
hide the tenderness
where you'll remember
to never forget, for
the only fear to fear
is the wild running
through your veins;
take your boldness,
your coffee black nerve
and steady hand squeezing
a hot coal without a flinch;
take your bravery,
your sea legs stiffened
against the storm
of indecision;
take your bright eyed stare
into the dark clouds coming,
take them and nod your head
with downturned lips
at all you were afraid to be.
I woke up today
and I ate a cheese biscuit
literally anything can pass off as poetry
Sometimes I feel so old
Like I have been here forever
Seeing same things happening over and over

And

Sometimes I feel like I am so young
Like I have all the time to figure out what's what
Discovering new things everyday

But

Sometimes, I feel exactly 28yrs old and I know that i know not enough to decide but it is still necessary to comment and have half boiled opinion.
I pull clothes from the back of my dresser, and it hurts just a little because they smell like senior year, you, and the way we used to feel.
10/7/17
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