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In her eyes

January 9, 2022August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
Blue person is leaning on their hand contemplating. They are sporting short, green hair, a pink jumper and yellow bottoms.

In her eyes I saw the stars.

And it shone so brightly,

Reflecting my own scars.

Like moth to the flame,

People wanted to take

And not reciprocate the same.

But light can only exist in the dark

And she is the brightest star.

They can’t accept that she is both,

Just as they all are.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Stars

November 26, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
There is a black background and at the centre there is a pair of pink arms with hands interlocked at an angel towards the right hand side, their nails painted neon blue.

The stars,

The stars,

They feel like home.

Come,

Come,

And take me home.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Ashamed

November 3, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands and blue fingernails, fingers pressed together with their palms slightly touching.

Sometimes I feel so ashamed,

Trying to earn a place in a world,

That abandons me at every turn.

Faces that make my stomach churn,

Kindness that cuts deeper than a knife,

I wish I had never chosen this kind of life.

Posted in LifeTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Rest

November 1, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands holding onto one another, leaning to the left with neon pink nails.

Rest, my beloved.

The night is long but it is also short

We do not doubt the sun will rise

So take a rest, my love.

And surely tomorrow, the sun will also rise.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Sour

October 27, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of blue hands interlocked with another whilst the elbow rest on a flat surface as if in contemplation, their nails painted neon green.

I feel melancholy today

Like the pounding of my heart when I notice you in a crowd

To find out it was someone else

Or how I used to be able to listen to that song

And now it just reminds me of pain and loss

Healing is never linear

Sometimes it tastes of sourness,

Just like vinegar.

Posted in Friendship, Life, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Thorn

October 23, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
A pink hand holding onto the wrist of a blue hand. Their nails are painted neon yellow.

Like a thorn,

Piercing my fingers.

I hate this feeling

But I like to feel

I don’t want you

But I want you.

So let me go,

Because I can’t let you go.

Posted in Life, LoveTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

TV

October 19, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of pink arms, crossed over one another with neon green fingernails.

I’ll always remember the TV in that room

Gently buzzing, white noises in the background.

Because even with you in that room,

I still felt so lonely.

I don’t remember what was said

Or why they were laughing in that show

But the sound of their laughter,

Was the only thing that comforted my throes.

Posted in LifeTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Tumbleweed

October 18, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
A pair of yellow hands held up, with one hiding behind the other. Their nails are painted neon green.

Drifting like tumbleweed,

Struggling at the wind’s mercy.

Dying to live,

And living to die.

Rolling, rolling,

But I’m just

Like a

Tumbleweed.

Posted in Life, NatureTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

A hand

October 12, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
A pair of blue hands with green fingertips pointing to the palms as if to balance them.

Sometimes I imagine meeting again

Even though so much time has passed.

I don’t think you’ll understand

The youth that has been stolen from my hand.

Heart that’s been jaded,

Cautiously reaching out a hand.

Posted in LifeTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Searching

October 11, 2021August 3, 2022 buildpoetryLeave a comment
The image shows a black background with a pair of green hands and neon yellow nails with one hand is holding onto the back of the other.

Maybe I’ll never understand

Why this happened

or that happened.

We’ll spend lifetimes searching for answers

That sometimes are just meant to be felt.

Posted in LifeTagged muses, poem, poems, poetry, writing

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