I remember everything about that night.
The coolness of my bedroom,
and how I tiredly pulled my blanket up to my shoulders.
The soft and steady breathing,
of man's best friend by my feet.
The way my mattress seemed to hold me,
trying to help me fall back asleep.
The moonlight, a soft pale-yellow,
spilling through the half-open blinds covering my window.
I sat up in the darkness,
staring at that puddle of illumination.
Sweeping my translucent curtains to the side,
I took a moment to look up at the sky.
The moon sat so comfortably,
surrounded by millions of stars.
I studied airplanes flying above,
and wondered about the people on t
What It's Like, In Words. by MelissaTheGinger, literature
Literature
What It's Like, In Words.
I inhale slightly yet I do not exhale
For I am long before started.
My mind takes less than a second
To review all of notations I have memorized.
I let my eyes close because I do not need to see
The black and white before me.
My hands have memorized
The precise location they must begin in.
Each finger's light callus
Holds unknown potential and knowledge.
I inhale greatly this time
And as my chest falls my fingers begin to dance.
The black and white is all I have known
For twelve years and a half of my life.
I do not need to read the papers
With which I began.
The room is silent except for
This glorious art I have recreated.
Each mov
your soul is sparkling
your heart is full of stars
your brain is twinkling
your eyes are glittering
your body is a solar system
of beauty
you are a galaxy
a mystery
a puzzle
a conundrum
an obscurity
an enigma
an uncertaincy
a riddle that i would love to solve
your soul is passionate
your heart is full of life
your brain is spirited
your eyes are fierce
your body is an untouchable piece
of beauty
you are a fire
a flare
a spark
a flame
an inferno
an incandescence
an ember
and i simply cannot fathom
the thought of a life lived
without you.
humans were never meant
to live forever
even if moses lived
to be one-hundred and twenty-nine years old
eternity will be spent
somewhere better
and more peaceful
than this place we call home
but until that day
each of us must realize
that all our days
are numbered
so we must live now
because we are dying
it may be slow
but it is still happening
we can't control it
no scientific progress or research
no hand of a miracle
no magic potion
absolutely nothing can save us from oblivion
so if you love someone
tell them
if you hate someone
tell them
if you have a secret
share it
if you have a secret life
let it thrive
be the greatest person you could
I remember everything about that night.
The coolness of my bedroom,
and how I tiredly pulled my blanket up to my shoulders.
The soft and steady breathing,
of man's best friend by my feet.
The way my mattress seemed to hold me,
trying to help me fall back asleep.
The moonlight, a soft pale-yellow,
spilling through the half-open blinds covering my window.
I sat up in the darkness,
staring at that puddle of illumination.
Sweeping my translucent curtains to the side,
I took a moment to look up at the sky.
The moon sat so comfortably,
surrounded by millions of stars.
I studied airplanes flying above,
and wondered about the people on t
What It's Like, In Words. by MelissaTheGinger, literature
Literature
What It's Like, In Words.
I inhale slightly yet I do not exhale
For I am long before started.
My mind takes less than a second
To review all of notations I have memorized.
I let my eyes close because I do not need to see
The black and white before me.
My hands have memorized
The precise location they must begin in.
Each finger's light callus
Holds unknown potential and knowledge.
I inhale greatly this time
And as my chest falls my fingers begin to dance.
The black and white is all I have known
For twelve years and a half of my life.
I do not need to read the papers
With which I began.
The room is silent except for
This glorious art I have recreated.
Each mov
your soul is sparkling
your heart is full of stars
your brain is twinkling
your eyes are glittering
your body is a solar system
of beauty
you are a galaxy
a mystery
a puzzle
a conundrum
an obscurity
an enigma
an uncertaincy
a riddle that i would love to solve
your soul is passionate
your heart is full of life
your brain is spirited
your eyes are fierce
your body is an untouchable piece
of beauty
you are a fire
a flare
a spark
a flame
an inferno
an incandescence
an ember
and i simply cannot fathom
the thought of a life lived
without you.
In the midst of my chaotically amazing life, I somehow find time to do one of the [secret] things I love: WRITE!
If it interests you, I encourage you to take a look at the poems I have posted! If you're a long-time watcher, you may notice I did a bit of housekeeping and got rid of some old poems - but don't worry! New content is coming!