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"mjr" poems
*Water falls. Fast. Furious. Melancholic. I could watch it all day. My ill mind won't let go of me. I watch the water fall. Fall. Fall. Everything slowly spins around me, I **** it all in. I breathe in, I breathe out. No thoughts, no complexity, just the water. Filling my whole scene. Filling all of me. Fast spreading mental illness. Furious judging voice, telling me not to let go. Melancholic mind, capturing me, pulling me down. Down. Down. Under the water. Breathe in, breathe out. My lungs are filling, water falls, down in my lungs. Filling my whole scene, I draw my last breath.* MJR. 16/01-15
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 4:16 AM UTC
Mental stages
It's so weird how one little thing can destroy so much. The butterfly-effect small causes can have large effects. MJR. 22/03-17
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Mar 22, 2017
Mar 22, 2017 at 7:27 AM UTC
Untitled
*There's been planted hope in my heart. Just a little seed. It's cold, oh it's ever so dark. I can't see, I don't know if you will sprout. Oh little seed are you all alone, Oh tiny seed are you all by yourself. Isn't there anyone to take care of you. To help you grow and see your struggle with spreading your alluringly, bewitchingly, weighed petals. I don't know, I can't see in the dark. If I should ever wander off and get lost, I beg that I will stumble upon you. And see your wild eternal hope take root. Grow. Sprout. Lay myself down beside you and become the mold which you consume. To be the the one who made you see the lucent light. Your own dangerous light.* MJR. 17/01-15
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Jan 17, 2015
Jan 17, 2015 at 6:13 PM UTC
Eternal hope
Shoulders back Head up Breath. Weave through the crowd faster yet slower shoulders back, straight posture. An opening ahead clear space light seeping through. Like a moth to a flame. Pose and wait breath in, breath out. Surrounded by silence than by darkness the first tunes strike. Head up a broad smile spotlight on dance. Move spin jump and mesmerize. Tunes fade away applaud is roaring the smile fades. Do I dance for myself or do I dance for validation? MJR 11/01-18
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Jan 11, 2018
Jan 11, 2018 at 5:16 AM UTC
Thightened ballet shoes