Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 2016
Simple happiness for a simple girl. Simple pleasures, simple sorrows and simple, pure, unadulterated feelings.

Who cares how you look? What you're wearing,  what you're doing, who you're with? Why should it matter to anyone but you and that person? You enjoy their company, their mind, their body, their soul; their being entoxicates the world around you, the air you breathe... all you're left with is the excited breathlessness, memories dusting your mind with a fading buzz.

You can feel your eyes expanding, your mind is twisting, your thoughts are running up a hill , through the town , past the red door and right around the block.
And then... numbness. Relieving, laughter-inducing numbness, the breed of which appears just after you avoid disaster. The breed that, despite the serious situation, it throws you into a fit of giggles, tumbling through the green grass on the hill with your childhood friend, wondering, dreaming, experimenting, learning...
Soaking up all of life until you just feel like you're going to explode!

Because life is simple. Life is random, a careless whisper in the wind, a water droplet in a storm as the bullets of water fall around you and Pierce you to your core and as God lets loose a glowing whip across the sky and as the thunder beats the earth and shakes you through the the core.  That's when you know that you're alive.

And as you stand outside the window
Thrilled, afraid, you go to pray so
You can get the one you want,
Because you can throw heaven from the skies
Run the world and maybe fly because...
Because of them. They are the centre of your world, they are the light to your black midnight, they are the beauty for your beast, they are the hours of your seconds because...
Without them, you amount to nothing. And without you, they amount to nothing.
Kornelia Lauren
Written by
Kornelia Lauren  Canada
(Canada)   
248
   flowerheart
Please log in to view and add comments on poems