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Apr 2019 · 274
fourteen
clara Apr 2019
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.
clara Mar 2019
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.
Jun 2018 · 231
poetry in motion
clara Jun 2018
shapes shaping me
踊る
May 2018 · 1.0k
holding on
clara May 2018
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. ♦
Jan 2018 · 420
me at my best
clara Jan 2018
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━━✫・*。
new year, same old soul
Dec 2017 · 660
i.
clara Dec 2017
i.
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hey, c

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huh?

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you know what people and sunsets have in common?

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no?

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they are the best right before they leave
and then they do
just like that
and never ever come back...
Dec 2017 · 463
entries
clara Dec 2017
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
...
this was kept hidden for a while, but somehow today i gathered the courage to put it up // india, april 2018

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