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There was a time
when music meant
more than the
heartbeat in my chest

Through its veins
flowed notes of great inspiration

The heart raced to the rhythms , escalating elations

The spirit soared in explosions of glory and verbal fireworks awed

The vibrations tingled the
chill of skin

Who would have believed it could feel so great within

That was this , that was then
Getting through each day is hard
Problems poke at every turn
My will keeps getting smaller
No spare energy to burn
I'm not sure which direction to take
Trying to figure it out
I decide on one
Take one step forward
Then am halted in my tracks by doubt
To go somewhere far away from here
Is my most pressing desire
Get a few miles nearer to escape
Then retreat as soon as I tire
Out of my mind with hopeless greif
Making it difficult to navigate
Dragging my feet along this winding road
Distance closing between me and fate
What stool softener do you use?
Where's the cheapest Fixodent?
I was a ****** in my last life.
Old is a smell you never forget.
 Oct 2022 Zoe Mae
Khoisan
Take me back to that boat on the river

where innocence doesn't hide
risk wears a sleeve
and fear quickly dies.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where the meek makes brave
and danger is kept
in its shallow grave.

Take me back to that boat on the river

where the rapids grow wild
and life lives carelessly
through the eyes of a child.

✌&1♥
 Oct 2022 Zoe Mae
Raven Feels
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, ........it's just October:)

place in me
one where my lungs bleaches with fibrosis
& I let it be
yet not even upon professional diagnosis

place in me
one where my lungs are empty
& I let it be
yet still nothing comes subtly

place in me
one that thinks of a third lung
& I let it be
yet sometimes the dull are somewhat young

upon one climate change
aching for sickness is the sickness
nothing comes of the desired range
& it becomes a matter of critical forgiveness


                                                                                    -----ravenfeels
 Oct 2022 Zoe Mae
SCHEDAR
change
 Oct 2022 Zoe Mae
SCHEDAR
I wasn't crying over the dollar I broke
I was crying over the change
 Oct 2022 Zoe Mae
Unpolished Ink
Finality
is a reality
there is no endless love
no forever
even in the beauty of the stars above
all will end
we cannot transcend our allotted span
so live and laugh and dance while you can
Autumn bud
Start blooming
Let your golden colors
soften my restless mind
Prelude to inner peace
Preparing me for reflection time
I am in twilight zone
Soon togethernesses
Coziness with
friends and family.



Shell ✨🐚
Autumn time twilight zone of seasons
Twilight zone of the year.
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