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 Jun 2015 sanch kay
AM
My oh my
The act of erasing you from my phone
is keeping both my cheeks wet
I've let my heart get torn
My soul get drowned
But I still always kept hope in finding happiness
Guess I'm not completely broken
But I'm still broken
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
AM
Clinomania
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
AM
Oh, Dear, tell me
how to shut my brain
from boiling of anger?
or muffled the cries
from my heart out of
pains and memories of him?
please tell me the place
where he's not there
cause obviously
falling asleep is not working
and waking up is even worse
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
IvyB Xx
"oh look,
Right over there.
The footprint from your sneakers,
Has left a mark,
Can you see?
Just...there?
Yeah, right on the shattered pieces of my heart"
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
IvyB Xx
Moons
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
IvyB Xx
"Why are you always,

hiding yourself in the shadows of the moon?"
Ivy Botticelli
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
IvyB Xx
Palette
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
IvyB Xx
"Now I know you're the reason why
my heart is broken and my tears are shredding.
You were the darkest shade of black
and
I was just a little too bright"
Ivy Botticelli
caterpillar crawls
inching slowly towards the green
silently transforms*


Copyright © 2015 Christi Michaels.
All Rights Reserved.
When I lived on Venice Beach
my nickname was “Smiley”
because I smiled at everyone

When I lived in Luxembourg
I was not understood
because I smiled at everyone

When I was a child
my mother made a game of smiling
and when she saw someone unhappy
on the street or in their car
she would smile at them
until they finally smiled back
and only rarely did her efforts fail

I have been considered shallow
by those who never knew me
because I smile at everyone

but those people have no clue
how much inner strength
those smiles represent
Written 20150628 in response to the excellent poem, "Broken Shadow," by Rare But Relevant:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1244771/broken-shadow/

Thanks for the inspiration!
 Jun 2015 sanch kay
Sourodeep
Gone are the days, on a holiday
I used to just eat and sleep, now
I have developed an appetite
for new destinations
to read and meet,
the fascination for the sea
as the sheer thought of
unknown adventure
and mysteries of the deep
nowadays engulfs me.
Climbing up a hill, to look
down at the edge, bending
over a steep cliff, nature
out of a geography book.
At night, the hide and seek
of moon and the clouds
the rich silver light making me strong
at times when I feel so weak.

When strangers became new
friends, as a person I grew
like on the old grass
a fresh drop of dew.

At the end, I believe
a day will surely come
when I can fathom all this
and can share my wisdom
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