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Michelle Mar 2013
If I could be a pure mammal
Upon the sun-blessed earth
Then I would be a tiger
And live in constant dearth

If I could be a free-flying bird
That lives in floating sky
Then I would be a falcon,
Constantly diving to survive.

If I could be a careful insect
Who fears an empty spine,
Then I would be a honeybee,
A small piece in a grand design.

If I could be a scaly reptile
Devoid of female affection,
Then I would be a chameleon
Hiding myself for protection.

If I could be an amphibian,
Who laughs at single worlds,
Then I would be a salamander
Sneaking onto forbidden thresholds.

If I could be a splashing fish
Who is fickle and lost,
Then I would be a goby
Who seldom comes out when flossed.

If I could but be my true self,
I'm rather sure you'd see
That I'm no longer passively
Waiting for death to be free.


© 3/8/13
Michelle Mar 2013
beat
The sounds of the drum in my heart
beat
Exciting my senses, tingling everywhere
BEAT
As I see you from a distance
beat
The cool breeze ruffling through your hair


beat
Goes my heart as I sing to the sky
beat
Is the life I'm watching fly by
BEAT
Goes your heart as I dream it to be,
BEAT
Is the life where we could be free


Together.


beat
Is the whisper of the darkened days
beat
Is the pulse of the earth and sun's rays
beat
Is the song of my heart
BEAT
Is the way I soar past the stars, past buildings that scrape mountains or oceans of life, swirling in motions of deep harmony, rhythmically expressing who I want to be, up above, I only wish I knew.... How to start.


beat
I know that I should try
beat*
To stay away from you
beat
For now, it's best that I
beat
Should let you develop, but one last thing:

I

Love

You.

© 3/6/13
This is part of a song...
Title ideas? I came up with it, but my friends (whom I have told, that is...) love it and think it should turn into something.You should hear me sing it :)
Michelle Mar 2013
Today I sat despondently
As I realized you're avoiding me.

Perhaps its that you just suspect
That someone (me) has now unchecked

Your name off people with sad eyes-
I see they're only tired, no sighs

Adorn your heart as delicate strings
Of ivy clinging to a house

That holds regrets of things gone by
And wishes for more time to cry

But no, I understand that you
Are more important to me, it's true:

Merely checking you on a list
Was a silly excuse to dream of wrist

In wrist, a symbol of trust and light
That streaks my thoughts of you each night.

© 3/6/13
Ode to the one I watch...
Michelle Mar 2013
May your day be filled
With the gladness we receive
When we help one another
In our time of need

May peace overwhelm you
And open your heart
To the blessings around you
The world, full of art

Pay attention to all
Things beautiful and true
I know when I do this, my
Heart remains close to

My soul. Thank you
For your words this day
May you be prosperous
And happy, I pray.

© 3/6/13
Hopefully you feel my smiling, open face when you read this.... just a ray of peace in a chaotic world, I suppose.
Michelle Mar 2013
Insecurity.
Jealousy.
Worrying.
Hope.
Fear.
Anger.
Self-hate.
Inw­ard moving to outward
Wrenching open one's
Heart. Pacing.
Rearranging.
Weariness and
Utter defeat.
Then a small
Ray of sun
As I see you
And I'm not
Worried.
Lonely.
Cold.
LO
V


E


© 3/1/13
Constructed for you on this day, Friday the first of March, the day before my sister will be married.
Michelle Mar 2013
I wonder if you remember
The smiles we shared
As we laughed at each other
Across the room

I wonder if you might recall
Our eyes locking hard
Past hundreds of swift bodies
Rushing by us

I hope that I leave impression
On your crystal soul
When shivers run down my spine
When I see you

I ponder over thoughts of you
As I do schoolwork
Or during cold, sleepless nights
In the silence

I believe at times we connect
A psychic pathway
Opening similar doors
Into our hearts

I'm afraid to commune with you
In fear that you don't
Return the sharp sensation
Of uneasy love

There- I said it, that blazing word
That causes troubles
If true feelings are not shared
Or rejected

Four letters that shine as moonlight,
Resound deep within,
And sing of what things could be
Or what they are.

It's strange- the feelings I hold close
Remain unspoken
By fear and timidity
That restricts me.

I don't want to make it awkward
Between us, I hope
That we can become friends
Somehow, someday.

I wonder if you remember
The sparks between our
Frozen fingers as I slipped
And you caught me

You assuredly don't realize
The effect you have
On me whenever I see
Your striking eyes

I wonder if you remember
Where our chemistry
First started, or where I thought
Allure began.

I wonder if you felt far
Before I realized
Who you were, and I became
Intrigued by you.

I vaguely remember you there
At that first concert
Where you played the high trumpet
With the joined schools

You express yourself through music,
Come to think of it,
As do I. I wonder how we
Are so alike.

You tumble through my emotions.
You're present in all
I ever think about now.
I think of you.

I wonder if you remember
Our eyes, both dark blue
Locking as we sat down in
The cages called chairs

I wonder if you feel the same
Feelings as I do
Or if I'm stepping into
Problems, not love

I wonder if you will ever
Know the way I am
Consumed by you in ev'ry
Helpless daydream

I wonder if we will ever
Amount to something
Together, or remain our
Separation.

Those words which I dread to ever
Share with someone now
Are slipping through my fingers---
I love you.


© 3/1/13
Pretty self-explanatory, but rather long.
Michelle Feb 2013
Dismembered feelings
Lying on the cold, hard ground
Whispering softly
--
Untrodden pathways
Swirling in my memory
Of things yet to come
--
If I'm disheveled
You're the mess of jumbled eggs
Early this morning
--
Similar standards
Feelings of security
Kinship ties abound
--
Creation strikes me
Words flow through my soul and fly
Onto this paper




All of these: © 2/28/13
These separate poems are just a few feelings and emotions I needed to let out during free time in school. Written in Haiku format, but you can obviously tell that they're not true haikus, as the subjects have nothing to do with nature.

No revision.
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