My goals

In life

Are just out of reach

I apply

Apply

Apply

To my own freedom land

But they reject me

Not once

Or twice

Multiple times.

It aches my heart.

I want it so bad

I don’t understand

Why another says no

To me

Giving them the power of striping away my

Dream.

What will my mother say?

Or father?

I am a failure.

Dead flowers grow around me.

The sun,

always blocked by ...

Writing.

Imagining the words on the paper

Isn’t enough to establish this hobby

I hate it. I love it

I want to tear myself away from it.

Truthfully I don’t even want to be writing this silly little poem right now.

But I have to.

Because deep down

In my core,

Much like the Earth’s right now,

I have a fire. A maddening heat;

A maddening passion. To complete

Every word

Every sentence

Every...

Oh! How the flowers bloom

When I tend to them

So carefully like a

Mama Kitty to her kin

The roses. My favourite!

Red as the juicy blood apples

That grow at the East End of my garden

I like to keep their pointy thorns

As sharp as my shovels.

The dirt. Oh! The dirt!

I give them everything they need

To flourish in the uneven weather patterns

After all,

They need to be well looked after

...

Her week lungs inhaled the poisonous air like balloons being blown up for a funeral. Her dusty brown hair quickly became straw-like in the intense explosion. Her once paper white teeth, now black and broken like the ebony ashes that lay quietly on the hot, burnt ground. Every brittle bone in her body that once was strong enough to care for the children of the village, now was too weak to go agains...

My mouth spills water

My eyes lift up

To the very thing that seems to be calling me

“Now!” I say

“No.” They yell back.

I feel my juices boiling

in my tiny stomach.

Yearning for that sweet delight.

I feel my nimble arms reach as high as they can go

But they fail to reach the candy’s height.

Oh, woe! What should I do?

I want it now! Now now now!...

Lost.

Like the sun with the moon,

And the moon without the stars.

I would be nothing.

Nothin’ nothin’ nothin’

But liquid splatered all over the floor

Not knowing with direction to go

Because you are my bones

That make me human

Without you I wouldn’t be

Be nothing of value for you see

You and I

Make up the earth and the sky

Living in harmony

Yes, sometimes the earth and sky fight in ...