Iska - Hello Poetry

Iska Nov 2018

patchwork poetry
from a broken soul
ageless words
stitched together
take their toll
as we twist them
to fit the role

I was told all I do is rewrite what has already been written.
With no creative twist or flair
Just wasting time
With empty air

#wasted #time #effortless #ageless #poet #poetry #patchwork #muse #creativity #depression

Iska Nov 2018

Broken Umbrella

I am not pretty
nor happy
nor brave
my world is a world of mist and rain
you are beautiful
your smile is sunshine given life
as you take all blows in stride.
don"t you see?
you and I,
we are not the same.
your provide an umbrella
and I provide the rain
and the winds will batter you
and force your umbrella to crumple
with holes in the fabric
and no shelter from my storm
and you will realize
that rain no longer smells so sweet
when choking on the storm
so you will retreat

and leave me to rage alone...

#umbrella #under #broken #relationship #storm #rain #wind #fear #anxiety #hopeless

Nov 2018

Joy

Going down

Spiraling
                down
                          a pit
                                  of anxiety.

                     When suddenly

                          A

                          f

                          r

                          e

                          e

                          f

                          a

                          l

                          l

                    headfirst
                    short
                    sharp
                    burst.

                          And then

P     r     o     c     r   a    s    tination
spilled         un   e   ve       nly

           on a tiled bathroom floor.

#anxiety #fear

Iska Oct 2018

Wander

When I was younger I used to think
that when a falling star crashes into the earth,
it shattered into stardust
and from there grows a forest.

#world #wander #star #forest #child #dreams

Iska Oct 2018

Poor Poets

genius comes in fragments
poetry comes in slivers of sentences
open to all
yet mastered by none
merely mortals weaving a web
a web of words
of truths and lies
of things made plain
and things we hide
and as we navigate this artful web
we realize just how much we are out of our depth

#writers #block #poet #poetry

Iska Oct 2018

Writers Block

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#writers #block #i #just #cant #seem #to #think #straight

Iska Oct 2018

Life

what a **** show

#life #**** #show