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Elle Jun 27
Anxious metal chains
Are pulsating at my hands
I wash them again

Lungs pressing my throat
I'm goaded unwelcomly
To normality
Donna May 23
As I sat in my car
I looked out the window
And there she was
Sitting on a wooden bench
On this very sunny day
Eating freshly cooked chippy chips
With her plastic face shield
Pushed to one side
And in the precise moment
Life seemed a little normal once again.
Me and my hubby went to pick up our sons bike from a bike repair shop and I saw an old lady sitting on a bench eating chips wearing a plastic face shield pushed to one side just to eat her chips and she seemed like she was totally enjoying her chips really made me smile bless her , **
When this is over
Can't wait more
To be back
With a lesson
Of resilience
What defines us

And
That normality
Yes, the mirage
What seems
Is a paint of illusion
Or a mask of disguise
Or an abyss of a lie
Or ***** realm
Nothing inside
Worth authentic
Genre:Observational
Theme: Lockdown Diary
Note: The New Normal
Lucy Apr 17
“Normality” people cry
And I can’t help but ask
Why?
A slave to the wage
Already trapped in a cage
What is it about life before
That you are all grieving so much for?
The freedom of which you speak
Having to book a holiday for a ******* week

Yes I miss a warm embrace
I want him here kissing my face
Technology overload
So ***** I’ll explode
Yet somehow I know
That back to ‘normal’
Is not where I want to go

When this is over
You’ll book that holiday
And take the next flight
To some far away place
To have the same sun
On your face
Then back to your cage
A slave to the wage

This simulation was not a success
Mother Nature cries
You’re all a ******* mess
She’s given you a chance
A time to pause
To reflect
To ponder
To dream
Yet you dare not ask
What does all this mean?

Do you sit there and wait
For world leaders
To decide your fate?
Will you choose to do good?
To have compassion for those
Where isolation is all they know?
Locked away behind bars
With their trauma and their scars
Out of site
Out of mind
They’ve been left behind

When this is over
I’ll ask myself the question
What do I yearn for?
And the answer will be
As it’s always has been
Freedom
From normality
Mystic Ink Plus Jun 2019
नेपाल बन्द हुँदा, खुल्ला हुँदा
माहुरीलाइ के फरक र ?
उ फुलमै बस्छ, रङ्गको बैचित्रय
शैली : अवलोकन
Mystic Ink Plus Mar 2019
Trust, the madness
Doubt, the normality
Translate, the silence
Genre: Abstract
Theme: Everyday Wisdom
Where is the manual on life?
Is there one I wasn't informed of?
That says you have to be a certain way?

That you have to be
Perfect?
Normal?
The same?

Because I didn't get one
Matthew Jan 2019
Sometimes, when the pain is too much to handle...
My brain commands me to scream
My soul tells me to stop,
but my brain won't listen
I'm on the ground crying and screaming
Everyone is judging
Saying I can't handle my emotions
i need to stop, but i really can't
Why aren't other screaming like me?
...
I just want to be a normal teen
With the ability to do and say as I please
To not have to be dragged by the sleeve
To and from places I never wanted to be
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