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It’s a new day
Get the coffee and cream
Not everything is as it seems
The sun might be shinning
But inside I’m dying
I need to get out of this place
Of despair and disgrace
Put the past behind me
Look to the light
It's up to me to make my future bright
Stop looking for the next best fix
A man
New shoes
A vacation
Some *****
I want to be happy
I can't be the only one
Someone please come show me
How to have fun
The quarrel of the sparrows in the eaves,
The full round moon and the star-laden sky,
And the loud song of the ever-singing leaves,
Had hid away earth's old and weary cry.

And then you came with those red mournful lips,
And with you came the whole of the world's tears,
And all the trouble of her laboring ships,
And all the trouble of her myriad years.

And now the sparrows warring in the eaves,
The curd-pale moon, the white stars in the sky,
And the loud chaunting of the unquiet leaves,
Are shaken with earth's old and weary cry.
 May 2014 Divya Padmanabhan
Jack
Empty

I woke up this morning!
It is cool out and lovely
But, with all this beauty
I feel nothing but empty.

I usually feel happy, excited
Can’t wait to go out and feel
But, not anymore
I feel nothing but empty.

I hurt inside, where I breathe
I feel a tightness that can’t expel
But, like always, I must go on
I feel nothing but empty.

I feel I should cry,
My eyes are on the brim
But, I don’t
I feel nothing but empty.
Emotions are like colors
Some yellow, some red and green
Pour them out on paper
Paint over them with black.
What do you know?
Emotion runs behind.
What do you see?
Nothing.

— The End —