Writing Prompt
POEM STARTER
Awakening
Write a poem about an awakening - it could be literal or metaphorical.
Writings
Change
Sleep had long been my friend
There was no start and no end
Just endless nothingness an abyss
It was just me there was nothing else
Until one day suddenly
There was a light before me
I had never experienced this before
At first I tried to no avail to just ignore
Each day it grew warming me
Days after that I found myself smiling!
Then I start seeing others pass me by
All these years I thought i...
love, forgetting
wake
eyes open
come to life
what have i left?
oh my death
tear filled
destroyed
dropped
i slept
in cold peace
ignoring those outside it
those i love
so alone
broken
music
it plays
i feel empty
no apologies will fit
i shall beg
for forgiveness
stops
ink
pen crusted
it cannot write
it wont say sorry
i am frozen
dust sticks
dry
screams
of terror
from my lips
i confront my past
i dread response
co...
Buzzard
My long lost Buzzard,
Your voice appeared to me again in a dream. I was afraid, believing you were only there to wilt my feathers once more, preventing me from ever flying again. I was frantic, convinced hiding from you was the only way to be freed, but you still found me. I’m unsure as to why you are searching for me when you scolded me and threatened to never show my face to you in this lifetim...
At Last
In these empty halls I dwell
Looking at pictures on the wall
Thinking about the stories I was told
And conversations I can’t clearly recall
I run my hands along the wallpaper
And consider all I’ve held in my hand
Things I was told to let go of
For reasons I’ll never understand
As I approach the door, I hesitate
Leaving makes me feel insecure
These halls are so familiar
I feel safe and somewhat...
Sleep Walking
Deep in slumber, living dead; walking with eyes wide shut. Everyone is asleep around me, but I am in limbo. Body is down , mind is awake. Mind blowing. Walk the path , keep the pace. Rubbing my eyes to the sound of the alarm. Those who are asleep are dead. Judging the waken paths of the living. Seeing the light of day and feeling the warmth of the sun. The day calls me and I am awake. Experienced ...
Awakening
The first light touches the edge of night,
A fragile glow, a soft breath of bright.
The world is still, as if it knows
The secret in the dawn that softly grows.
Eyes that once were heavy with sleep,
Now flutter open from shadows deep.
A heart that wandered, lost and worn,
Feels the stirring of something reborn.
The air is filled with the scent of change,
Like rain that falls and starts to rearrang...
Asleep
The alarm clock screams, I drag myself to the sink, toothpaste minty, the bus a blur, then desk and dreams.
The alarm clock screams, I drag myself to the sink, toothpaste minty, the bus a blur, then desk, but wide awake.
All night, a blur of screens and laughter, goofing off, the hours lost to games.
The alarm clock screams, a frantic rush, no time for the sink, the bus a blur, then desk, and heav...
not dead but frozen
i am still
my body not consumed by touch
i am cold
frozen in time my eyelids glazed
i am forgiven
for my mind rests at ease in the stillness
i am awakened
for i know now how it feels to feel nothing at all
i am safer than most
in my cold body i can guard my heart
i am reaching
for the light that seeps through the trees
i am creation
meant to survive the treachery of the sea
i am warmer now
ne...
A breath of fresh air
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....
Awakening
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...