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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

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Zariah

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There was a time when

Lilacs' scent

Touched gently upon my shoulder.

 

A warmth led by

breezes' fickle hand-

you meant so very much.

 

No longer do I smell those

fragrant flowers,

raining from the sky....

 

I'm always warm

without your coat-

And happier alone.

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Eager to see through your windows,

To the outside world of chaos,

Yearning for the truth of reality,

Where hunger is not mine-

 

Tempt me to feel real pain,

To suffer humanity's sins-

Perhaps then, my disgust will subside,

And I'll break free from inside.

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Procrastination

 

Pretending that there are other important things to do I

Read or write or chat and ignore the priorities at hand.

Other things “get in the way” and I am unable to

Concentrate on what I should be doing.

Rationally I know that I am being silly because I have

An anthropology test tomorrow but I am so slow to get started.

Still I am intent on staying here at the pen and make-believing

Things are on hold, or that time has stopped for me.

Interesting how selfish I can be, considering my behavior lately-

Not going to classes, and sleeping all day.

All this should be a huge sign that I need to get focused.

Too bad that I have wasted away my parents money, but they

Insist that I stay here, and so I shall rot away in college.

On the other hand, I can have fun meeting new people, and finding

New ways to procrastinate from my school work.

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