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 Nov 2013 J R
hkr
i just want the road to feel real again
i want to feel the cold of the snow and weep
i want to sob, hard
and reattach.
depersonalization *****.
 Nov 2013 J R
Tala
Sinking
 Nov 2013 J R
Tala
As my eyes slowly get closed,
the water starts do drown
into my lungs,
the world shuts down.

I feel the light slowly vanishing,
as gravity pulls me down.
I'm sinking,
descending to the bottom,
the world is shrinking.

Tremendous thoughts,
urge to my brain.
And slowly,
the sand starts hugging
my skin
and everything is turning plain.

But then I look around,
there's no ocean to be seen.
So please tell me,
where have i all this time been
because,
still
my head is under water
and of you, there's no sign
I am sinking

but I am breathing perfectly fine.

t.s.
 Nov 2013 J R
Morgan
mid sentence
 Nov 2013 J R
Morgan
and i've noticed that
every receipt
from every place
we went to together
has a poem scribbled
on the back of it

i guess you just
made me feel
like writing
 Nov 2013 J R
Patricia Tsouros
Stumbled in
mind & soul
I had no idea
that night would
would lead
to shattered scene**

#micropoetry
 Nov 2013 J R
Anderson M
Friendship.
 Nov 2013 J R
Anderson M
It’s describably indescribable
Perfectly flawed and
At best bittersweet
All this cause its subject
To human nature an amorphous multi-faceted
Enigma.
Traverse the face of the earth
over every hill, valley seldom
if never will you find an all-rounded individual
this then does confirm that
imperfection is indeed the ultimate
perfection
all other factors constant.
 Nov 2013 J R
Marge Redelicia
Four feet tall
with rosy, chubby cheeks,
with a big smile, despite missing teeth,
with the wide, bright eyes
that stare at me.

I stare right back
in envy.

Once again
I wish to see the world from the eyes of a child:
eyes filled with wonder
for all made in Creation
eyes filled with care
for men in dire situations
eyes filled with eagerness
for every challenge, every endeavor
eyes filled with hope
for tomorrow, the unknown future
eyes filled with faith
that everything has a reason
eyes filled with joy
for life will be fine, great even.

I tried to recall:
Since when have my sight been lost?
Once again,
Even just for one more time,
I wish to see the world from the eyes of a child.
In elementary I would win as "Most Diligent" EVERY SINGLE YEAR. Now in high school they should crown me as the queen of procrastination and cramming. I have no idea what happened to me; I just want my old study habits back.
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