Tag: thoughts

A Dream I Didn’t Have

He tried to explain to me

That my soul has forgotten how it used to be

Before it was imprisoned by this jailer, this body

As the bright light shined down on me

I was blinded and no longer can see

That this… what I love so much is just a prison keeping me from my destiny

 

The Wide Eyed Girl

The Wide Eyed Girl

 

The wide eyes blinked

It was over

The war has engulfed the pond, the garden, and the moon

It wasn’t her choice

She smiled

Too young to worry, too old to cry

The wide eyes stared at a green leaf, among the ruins

The birds might come back

She poured what’s left of her water on what’s left of a tree

The apples will grow!

(A little darker than I usually write. That is because it was inspired by my life experience…)

Poetry Blogs

In a treasure chest only my eyes can see

I hide things that make me, me.

There you’ll find treasures of my own

poems too personal, drawings so imperfect, and sand from back home.

But here (in the blog world) I find chests open wide.

So I throw the key and join the fight.
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The Savior

“He will save us, don’t you worry,

loving and strong, the hero will return.”

The priest found a way to calm the crowd

So they stood still as their town burned to the ground

“Will he rebuild my tree house father?” The boy wondered

“He will make you a new one, a better one, in heaven!”

But the boy wondered if he can find the way to heaven through this fire.

“Father, do we have to see hell to enjoy heaven?”

The priest said loudly: “HE WILL SAVE US!”

But everyone was gone.

The flame surrounded the red eyed man.

And the boy stood still as the fire engulfed them both.

Reflections

Occasionally, I see astonishment in her eyes
After hours in front of the mirror
There’s grief in her face and a wilting in her soul
As if she’s met herself for the very first time
She saddens
Loses the words
She loves that one in the mirror—not herself
I want to go into that world, she says
I want to be where this beauty is
There, left is right
There, wrong is right
There, dawn brings comfort
There, everything is changeless
There, silence ceases screaming
And peace is infinite
Now glued to the mirror, her expression changes
Up close, she finds herself
She finds the loneliness that bent her spine
She sees lines of pain on her face
Sadness defines her being
Pulling away, she again sees just a beautiful reflection
And is content to be back—back where others see her
Not so close

Inspiration

Slowly comes

Then all at once

Words run through my brain

As I lay in bed to rest my head

The whole world screams

And I can’t define the feeling, the noise they make

So I rush to find a paper, but my pencils break

And slowly then all at once the voices disappear

Leaving me all alone laying here.

(How I feel right now, midnight thoughts)