Nov 04

The Road of Stars

I lay on the ground
Looking up at the billions of stars
Surrounded by the blackness of the universe.

I wish I was up there so I could be
Free from all the things down on earth.

But instead I am stuck here on the ground
Surrounded by the cool grass.
With the freedom of my thoughts
Which stretch as far as the universe will allow.

I don’t even try to count the stars there are too many
It would be like trying to count the people on earth
Or counting the lights in a city.

I look closer at the twinkling stars,
Almost feeling their reflection in my eyes,
They are creating constellations
Leading roads to each other
The long road to our future.
 
Nov 04

Blazing Sun, Haiku

Nov 04

Tomorrows Happiness

If only the sun shone brighter
If only the moon glowed with pride
If only her smile lit up the room
If only the bird chirped with glee
If only the flowers grew upwards
If only they could all be happy.

But no

The sun shone as bright as a dull flashlight
The moon glowed with unbearable sadness
Her smile fell to a disappointing frown
The birds chirped a minor tune
The flowers grew into the dark unforgiving ground,
They could only feel one sad emotion

But tomorrow

The sun will shine brighter than ever
The moon will glow with a treasuring pride
Her smile will light up the room
The birds will chirp a gleeful tune
The flowers will grow to the sky
And
They will be able to feel happiness.

 
Nov 02

Chilling Fog

Walking through fog
Gives you the feeling
Of chills running up your back,
The denceness
Makes you cold and wet
And gloomy.
Yet
You feel like you are in a dream
Walking aimlessly through the clouds
But with cautious steps
Because anything could happen.
You get the feeling that someone is watching you.
Adrenaline pumps through your veins  
Heightening your senses
But you are only walking in your backyard
Through the chilling fog.

 
Nov 01

Rain Storm

The rain pounds
to the beat of my heart.
The sky pours rivers down onto the city, 
making umbrellas no use to this cloudburst.
The rain hurtles downward, 
each rain drop carrying a thousand drops inside it,
soaking my clothes.
The wetness could almost swallow me whole,
but I know better 
because after every storm 
I look for the
rainbow.
 
Oct 27

Puddle


My boots hit the puddle hard
Ripples expand and keep expanding
Until they can’t anymore.
Specks of water hit my face
And I don’t wipe them away.

The puddle goes still
Making it seem like a mirror
The reflection is so vivid
It almost looks real

I reach towards it
maybe if I touch it
I will switch places with person in the puddle,
But I only touch the cold water.

I take my hand and wipe the water off onto my jeans
Leaving a mysterious handprint.
My hand is cold now from the
Autumn climate and breeze.

I take one last look at the puddle,
And walk away into the growing fog
Never to see that miniature pond again.
 
Oct 21

A step into Change

Tomorrow is going to be a great day
I just know it.

I am going to jump out of a plane
Open my wings and
Soar.

I am going to run so fast
That everything around me is going to fade away
And I will be free.

I am going to sing so loud
to show that I will fight
for what’s right.

And you should too
because change will only happen
if you step up and do it

 
Oct 21

The Strongest Elements

I saw it in you.
Your anger, it was so frightening
Like fire.
Your eyes were filled with tears
Like water.
Your hair was flying, but there was no breeze.
Like wind.
Your feet would not move no matter how hard the rocks fell
Like earth.
You are so strong
that not even the Strongest Elements could carry you away. 

 
Oct 21

A Thump in the Night

Oct 20

Running from Thunder

Thunder rumbles in the distance
And I look up confused, it was sunny just a minute ago.
Dark clouds come closer and
Lightning flashes cause the clouds to look angrier.

The rain starts and
I turn away and run.
At a full sprint the rain feels like knives on my skin.
Tears start to come up and I try to push them down
But it is to late they pour down like rivers.

I am splashing through every puddle and with
Each time I get little more wet.

My long hair slaps my back every step I take.
My Heart is a constant drum beating on my chest
My lungs are in so much pain that breathing seems impossible
And
My legs are getting too weak to carry me.

How much further will I be able to go?
Not much is what I decide on, right before
I collapse.
You can not run away from THUNDER.

 

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