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To The Unknown Girl
The words are routine.
Passing glances and glares,
Are normal to the girl whose name is lost,
Lost by harsh definitions and stereotypes.
The Unknown Girl
Walks the halls, head down.
Blending in, with hope that she is unseen.
Wishing that for one day,
That she would be known,
As a girl
A friend
A human.
But still she walks the halls,
Forever The Unknown Girl
The words are routine.
Passing glances and glares,
Are normal to the girl whose name is lost,
Lost by harsh definitions and stereotypes.
The Unknown Girl
Walks the halls, head down.
Blending in, with hope that she is unseen.
Wishing that for one day,
That she would be known,
As a girl
A friend
A human.
But still she walks the halls,
Forever The Unknown Girl
Literature
deluge
you swept over me
like a sudden summer rain,
your thunder echoed
in my ears as your whispered
words of endearment
settled into the dimples of
my cheeks,
warming them with the dying
rays of a hazy summer sun;
and like lightning dancing in the heat
your calloused hands danced
across sunburnt shoulders
until the skies
turned an inky grey—
and I was drenched.
Literature
cycle.
(birth.)
i walk home, crisp shoelaces, bloodied nose
middle of autumn, frothing at the mouth
kids took summer skin too far, brought on apocalypse
i tell myself it will be over soon, wintertime freckles
will be here
incensed
(childhood.)
stove milk and delicate murmurs
the technicolor alphabet teaches itself
purple bowls with animal faces
hospital bracelets around tiny wrists
won’t come loose
mama
(adolescence.)
the clouds are gasoline, wisps of gin, addicted
there is vomit on the floor, new candy sores
sky is burning, orange with hungry flame, vying
i don’t know who to talk to, crying
let me go
alive
(adulthood.)
doctor
Literature
Hurricane
I'm a hurricane,
A whirlwind of excitement and passion.
Yet once someone catches a glimpse of my center,
It's the start of the end.
I've left devastated dreams in my wake;
Hopes crumbled down to the foundations
& Lives irrevocably changed.
My name drips reverently from the lips those I've tormented.
The pain. The hopelessness. The loss.
I'm not proud of what I've done.
Drowning someone in love still causes asphyxiation.
I was enchanted by you from the moment we first spoke.
You burned my walls down to the ground in an explosion of brilliant light.
The flood of my emotions forced me downstream
& into your fiery embrace.
The pull, the stea
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So this was for my Social Issues class. We just finished the bullying unit and had to write a poem about speaking out and standing up and all that jazz. So I wrote this in English class this morning because I didn't feel like doing it last night.
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