It's a bit typical but it's my first year of NaPo where I am aiming for 1 poem a day and I will be fifteen in the end of this month so NaPo provide with me an opportunity to summarize and organize and talk about the stuff I felt the last year of my life and a hell lot has changed and many beautiful things yet continued so I will have a diverse themes and topics to write on ^-^
The result of my restless nights.Sleepless Dreams. I was walking by the edge of the abyss. Was it a coincidence? Or a planned beginning; it didn't matter, to be honest.
The customary change of seasons, the course of sunrise to sunset; can't be changed; can't be helped.
I see my perfectly built Cordillera, crumbling and fading right behind. Familiar places and precious people are strange again. Lost in the pace of time.
My mind reminded me again; this was no choice Jump because you must!
A push of reality, truth, and life; and here I am riding this bus of never-ending cycles like I always have
Passengers with the same hopes, destinations, and fear joined me, and two kind faces smiled back
They were my reassurance, that few of the beautiful things of my enchanted cordillera yet continued to exist
Exist, for me, for many who found a missing part of their happiness, their smile in your Hope World.
I wanted to walk up to you and say, who said you won't succeed? Or all of it was just a helpless dream. Who said you're not enough, a tear forgotten among the million raindrop. When you were a hurricane, mistaken as a passing wind, all along.
I will never be able to remember my youth, without the mention of You. Yet you will leave one day, I know, I know. The laughter we shared wil fade one day, I know, I know. And the memories of you will flicker one day, I know I know
Lungs heavy with relentless breathes of hope The mother prayed and cried to the deties to save her daughter, her flesh and bone The lords of the world ignored her screams pitied her choice of wandering too close to the monster's den. The birth of the Bronze Lady, the fierce soul was the long-spoken tale of the woods of the faraway kingdom unknown. But no one knows the sacrifice, the pain her mother made of wandering too close to the monster's den again....
Frustrating was the flickering conflict of the heart. Puerile me used to fear the inferno of fondness. Dare not go near, in the embrace of its warmth. But the choice of being scorched or immolate was beyond us...
Was it the fire I fretted or the amorphous shadow luring by its side? The ethereal darkness of untold stories, of unknown feelings. The gossip of fly ashes mingling around choked my flight, to euphoria, sitting side by side with love beside the glowy burnings.
Now I turn to a different side, a different sight. I want to show love, my naked self before the moonlight. I want love, to laugh at my dancing silhouette. Oh, the dreaming grey is too beautiful to remember this meaningless fight!
And no I am not lost I am just letting go of the beast
I needed hugs of encouragement not criticizing eyes
Sere was your confidence, as you sat next to that broken window, on one of the cold days of that retrieving winter. With your heavy head in your hands. You tried too hard, I know. I wished I could hug you, say it's okay, it's alright. Help you fight those tears back. His words hurt, I understand. but since when had you become this pity to let his words enter your, heart. Oh, you were so sure about it. I know you act like you don't care now but who are you fooling with? I know you like a part of myself. Now you only see bent question marks when you look at your reflections in the watery mess of life.
Me to I...Many attempts tho i failed a last try and Me look at I You know Me the best so I stand right here today Please don't tell me it doesn't matter cause it does, and I needs hugs consolation not your eyes of judgment Me tried hard yet was scared to confront I? tell I? ask I?
I to Me...The answers were always easy just blurred, with a question mark Me traced on top of the mirror of misty confusions.
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