A Day In My Life [Poem]

A Day In My Life [Poem] 7:10 A.M. I wake up, tired wanting to sleep 7:15 A.M. I get ready for school 7:50 A.M. I leave for school 8:00- 2:30 my mind swirls as hour after hour passes, my brain numb. As the bell rings for each and every class, I grab my stuff, and…

Figments

  An original free verse poem composed in a stream-of-consciousness style of writing. ________ Fantasy a faraway, unfathomable dream, endless in distant, clouded visions hoping to piece together Fragments of a past unsatisfied, longing to spontaneously create realities of apparent glory, perceived prosperity False landscapes of ostensible fulfillment, imagining ends unbeknownst to our inaction, trying…

Nobody Asked

But here are some more poems to read at your leisure. Nobody Compares 2 U 10- i miss you, your scent on my living room couch where you first told me you loved me 9- reminiscing infinitely of blessings i took for granted, your lips soft in my memory 8- silk smooth skin, our first…

to that one boy

A pale gleam like shimmering snow, I search for you in places I have yet to know.My mind blanks with every word you say, who’d have thought you’d infect me this way. Like a sheet of paper, so soft and thin. you’re an elderflower growing from within, I hate the thought of a stupid cliche,…

A Desire

Stood amidst the cynicism, Never quite conceiving how much Loneliness could destroy. Yet it provided to an empty heart. Never was that time brought back. He walked and walked A sigh, a breath of relief, Solemnly cried that hollow dissatisfied heart. Deprived of love, benevolence and condolence “Oh! this social discrimination”. Hollered that wavering soul. Time…

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Graduation

As I ponder about graduating, I am constantly reminded of the amazing memories I have created over the past years in high school. This poem is a recount of those memories, the failures and the successes, and amazing friendships. My soul is lit by matches, Like an elliptical lantern That succumbs in the light. It…

The Evening Sky

The Evening Sky Often the dark sky sparkles dots of light, Shimmering miles away they burn strong. One feels satisfaction from such a sight, And knows their glow will last forever long. With every three-fourths of a hundred years, A blazing streak illuminates the shade. An experience that presents no fears, One moment that will…