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Streaking Emotions
Lightning flashes,
Streaking bright yellow
Across the sky.
Thunder booms,
Rattling your brain,
Shaking your view.
The clouds let it out,
After bottling up the rain
And precipitation.
The sky is gloomy, -
A Stance On Golden Water
My paddle dips into golden water,
Gently splashing,
The glassy water.
The board glides,
Creating a trail of where it’s been.
The bubbles mark the area,
Marking where it has stood.
The water understands, -
Tires Persisting
My bike tires whir,
Moving along the dirt.
They grip the rocks and roots,
Saying their hellos and goodbyes,
Pushing me forward.
The grass and mud fights the force,
But the bike persists.
It holds its own, -
Ode To Chocolate
I had to write an ode poem for Humanities class. We were instructed to choose something silly, so I chose chocolate. Here it is:
Chocolate,
Oh chocolate,
You warm me head to toe. -
Splattered With Personality
I stare at my palm where a seed has been placed. My friend, a genius in plants, gave it to me right before she left forever. She had said, “Eliana, I have been researching for weeks, and tried to manipulate the DNA of the seed to create s -
Opinions Of A Book
My fingers flip through thin white sheets,
As I begin to wonder:
Do books ever get tired of being manipulated,
Or are they proud of the way they inspire?
Do they want to keep their stories to themselves
And self reflect for days.
Loves
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tired eyes
tired sighs
jokes and smiling
but sad behind those eyes
don't even know how you're okay
are you?
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I Can Just Be Me When I'm With You
When I’m with you, my heart is light.
I don’t feel the need to smile, smile, smile, laugh, laugh, laugh.
I can just be me.
And that feels amazing.
When we’re together, my smiles and laughter are genuine, not forced.
