Few of my million daily thoughts, stories, and poems survive the battles in my head and make it to this blog.
Help me give them a louder voice.
(All poems are written by me, you can call me Zee)
[Draft 7/2013] I was determined that it was O.K. that the government was making a big deal out of nothing. Like the tornado sirens that were never followed by a tornado, flood warnings, and ‘terrorist attacks’ that never manifested. I had a test the next week. It was finals week. I went to the corner…
Sitting in a chair Wasting a beautiful day Sitting all alone Bought a house but has no home Lost in no thoughts Until he saw a face Until he saw her face
Starving for inspiration I dive into my imagination
I rejected it before I asked why it can not be
Am I so strange that I tend to see Things that can not be An inspiring lost shoe Turned into poetry Who did it belong to And how can its pair Be made functional with this one laying here
Slowly comes Then all at once Words run through my brain As I lay in bed to rest my head The whole world screams
Do you feel it? The changing wind