Writing Prompt
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VISUAL PROMPT
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Write a poem of story that could be titled 'I'm upside down'.
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Lost in this inverted world, i’m adrift,
My heart and mind in a constant rift.
The hard ground i once stood upon,
Has crumbled away, leaving me withdrawn.
I hang here, suspended in the air.
My world turned upside down.
In reality, i struggle to comprehend and love.
I feel a queasy unease,
As i cling onto this new existence with unease.
Everything i once knew has flipped and changed,
Leaving me ...
My sister convicted me to do something crazy
Heights have never been my thing
I’m standing in the line for bungee jumping and I’m feeling hazy
Wondering how I’m going to be held up by that little string
Minutes which feels like days go by
I’m standing on a bridge like structure
About to take on this jump from up high
I turn around and edge my feet off of the platform , my head feeling like ...
The sun’s unmarked territory
Begged for me to stake my flag in its coronal holes
And show man that only womankind can go there.
Hell hath no fury—
I’ve scorned & scorched—
And have been the black char leftover after the fire—
Where the green will be green again in time
But memories of the scalding will always leave scars much bigger than the shadows can shield.
Climbing the tree
Is the closes...
I’m upside down.
Or maybe you are.
Who’s to say what is up and what is down?
The sky or the ground?
My head or my feet?
My thoughts or yours?
Your beliefs or mine?
I often feel I’m not right side up.
Based on what?
What others tell me?
What I see around me?
My perception of what should be?
I’m upside down.
Or maybe you are.
Maybe we all are.
There is no up and there is no down.
There just Is....
**I‘m upside down.**
Lost my shiny crown.
The crown was my smile.
Nearly crying while I‘m writing this fiele.
My troughts are winding trough my head.
Telling me I should be dead.
I believe it
and I deserve to receive it.
The pain won’t go away.
How long is it gonna stay?
My smile slowly drifting away.
What am I going to say?
Everyone seems to be happy…
I‘m the only one who’s crappy.
Everyone’s...
when the plot twist arrives literally everything we can imagen also arrives to our mind.
we ask our self the what?, when?, how?, and the why?
Sometimes we dream with the perfect plan,
but we wake up realizing it’s fake.
so we try to make it happen.
Everything is turning out extremely perfect when a wave of unexpected ideas come into our lives.
it’s like an investigation.
A perfect test we have ...
I’m
I’m upside down
Deep in the trees
That were above my head
The breeze relaxing
Like the home I’ve been crying for
I look to the side
Finding a bird
Alone
“Like me”
“Tweet”
Can you be my friend
My friends that will fly away to better places
I promise to never hurt
Mind running with detailed thoughts
Maybe paint
A portrait they will never care for
I will never forget
That pretty little...
I’m upside down. Always. I see the world differently, more peculiarly. That’s what makes people think I’m four dimensional person and what they call, weird. I ignore them, to be honestly not even ignoring them I just don’t have time to think about what other think of me. I rather contemplate on things I see now. School, they say we learn something but what truly they do is just trapping the kids i...
As a child, when the house grew dull
I lay vertical on the couch and swung
Til my head touched the ground and my hair sprawled
On the stained carpet and I saw
The world in upside down
I pictured myself walking on the ceiling
Clambering over jutted doorway ledges
And would we mount our kitchen table
Next to the standing light fixtures
Or defy gravity to get into our beds
I may have spent to...