Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2018
No longer blank pages
Roam this land of yours,
They have become a story
Something to behold
Something to look up to,
They’ll be seen in books,
About how much they express,
And the future will feel,
What I felt when I wrote them.

Fulfilled pages,
Complete to the grim,
Fine,
Detailed,
Expressive of what I felt,

Pages that no longer hold,
What I was once.

They are no longer
Just blank pages,
Alas,
They are more than that now.

they’ve fulfilled
The reason they were made for.
The opposite of of me, A fulfilled person
Daniel Ruiz
Written by
Daniel Ruiz  19/M/wherever she is
(19/M/wherever she is)   
166
     SMS, Lucius Furius, John Stevens and Fawn
Please log in to view and add comments on poems