I was on bed rest all afternoon
My eyes are droopy, my body's sore
I hope to be on my two feet soon
Give me some water, I want to drink more

Please, open the window blinds
I want to see the sun streaming in
Give me poems to work my mind
Let my body and soul's healing begin

It never gets old,
Even when the injury is nothing odd,
We never get used to it,
Its even worse when you can't even move to your favourite beat,
All you can do is just lay down on a seat,
Brings about anguish,
One which you can't really distinguish
From the previous one,
Because the feeling never gets old to anyone,
Makes us mad, >:O
And our loved ones  sad :(
Pain,pain,pain,
Despite all this,physical pain
Is way less than emotional pain.

I live inside
A computer

From a young age
It was plain to me

No dreams
Or expectations

Just me being me

A plain earth body
And dull face

I occupy space

I don't have any
Opinions
About this place
At all

I am an organism
That eats and sleeps
I stand 6 feet tall

I like to spend time in nature
I suppose it suits me fine

And for your heart health
Have a glass of wine

There is a woman
Named Sumina
Who is from Kathmandu

Hope you have a good day
Your poetry is beautiful
And so are you

He painted me with the faith
Color  to make me as his wish
I was so glad he believe me
I would be real in his sketch

He hold me, croon for me
Dance and smirk with me
He comes close to share his emotion
I feel proud as I shine in his passion

Hey!!!

Where are you going leaving me alone?
I could not be here without your shadow
I feel suffocation in this canvass
I would be scared in this dimness

I am so isolate without your hug
You make me smile blush me up
Now I can't be happy nor can cry
As the tears will take identity of my
The only thing you left for me
The only thing I can carry for you
That makes me feel alive in this canvass

Conscience is expelled
A souls true form birthed
Tranquillity released.