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Awakening
Write a poem about an awakening - it could be literal or metaphorical.
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The daylight comes creeping into my room, flicking on my senses.
My brain begins to rattle.
I wait for the fog to settle on my nerves, to dull my happiness.
It never arrives.
For the first time in eternity my mind is free from all the baggage, the pain that likes to latch onto every thought.
I can finally breathe again....
Literally I Awaken every day,
But other days I lay,
No motivation to mingle with my friends.
But i try to make a mends
Of the world I made,
The world I was born into,
The world I sew together
Piece by piece every day.
I just need that one awakening,
That one innocent thought,
Where I lay,
In the light of day
that inspires me to carry on,
Maybe that one song,
That one lyric,
That I hold dear to m...
The way that the ice feels
When you pour it over my head
Makes me feel like I’m new
And refreshed.
I hate the way the fridge makes sounds
That disrupt my sleep.
And I hate the way the ice hits my tooth
And sends shivers down my spine.
The way the ice feels
After minutes in my hand.
The way it makes me go numb
And I feel nothing
And void and gone yet fine.
I hate it when the ice is out.
I love...
As the thoughts become too hard to consume,
I lie here,
Awake in my room.
As being happy seems fantasy,
I can taste it,
Pure as can be.
But maybe,
If I give it a chance,
I won’t have to deal with this wicked romance.
So here I am,
Proud and strong,
I’ve been this way all along.
Of course it hasn’t been easy to see,
But being happy was made for me....
awareness pulls at my eyes.
like curtains slowly opened on a too bright morning.
consciousness creeps in, so close but just out of reach.
i can almost hear now.
the birds speak in their rhythmic language.
a gentle breeze tickles my exposed skin.
goosebumps scatter along this body.
and i remember, surely, all the lives i’ve ached for.
like the slow trickle of a calm river, cleansing every ri...
Before I write this poem I just want to say it is something I actually Personally experienced!
The sun was setting over the trees,
She sat there frozen with nature,
For the first time in awhile she noticed,
Noticed how beautiful it was,
Calm it was,
How still everything had become, she felt the light breeze over her skin,
As she sat there by the edge of the hill,
Like she’d never f...
Inhale.
Take in realizing relief of where you are.
That there’s more within the body’s pit.
Say good morning in your mind.
You said it, but who heard it?
Exhale.
A carbon monoxide declaration,
of the cosmic you who comes after and before.
And if you pay attention— during.
You’re up, 118 Billion— one chance to explore.
Inhale.
Let the breath flood the streets of thought.
Drown the pe...
Breathe deep.
“BEEP, BEEP”
I stre-ee-ee-eeetch my arms up. \./ I am a sunflower reaching for the sun.
“BEEP, BEEP”
I R<^><^><^>LLL forward, touching my pointed toes with my palms and my knees with my nose. I am a wave, washing over the early morning sands, rolling in on itself like a crashing hug.
SHHHRRRIIICK
My bed talks to me as I swing my feet over the side, lightly landing them on the floor. ...
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