Submissions by TrappedPain
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Silence and Rooftops
There on the rooftop, above most buildings
I found my serenity.
No weed smoke this time, I wasn't gliding.
The country was locked down
And so I sat on the edge, fearless.
Admiring the bright lights, the city's crown
Dark mountains embraced the listless town.
All alone, so high up, I felt the music
Could you hear it too?
The silence moved chords so fluid
Through my body, feeling almost lucid...
So I stood on the ledge,
Threw my hands in the air and twirled
Round and round I went,
Dancing for my silent world.
I dared...
I found my serenity.
No weed smoke this time, I wasn't gliding.
The country was locked down
And so I sat on the edge, fearless.
Admiring the bright lights, the city's crown
Dark mountains embraced the listless town.
All alone, so high up, I felt the music
Could you hear it too?
The silence moved chords so fluid
Through my body, feeling almost lucid...
So I stood on the ledge,
Threw my hands in the air and twirled
Round and round I went,
Dancing for my silent world.
I dared...
#happiness
#SelfDiscovery
#pandemic
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See Through
Look upon this face and tell me what you see
Do you see beauty or the potential of what I could've been?
When you glance upon my eyes, can you feel the sadness,
Or should I open the blinds wider until you see hidden madness?
Do you love my lips or would you prefer them shut?
Can you see the dried trails of tears formed from words that cut?
Look at me damn it, look until you have seen through me
Through pretense, the aching facade and the lies.
Look as though you wish to tear me apart,
Layer for layer
Through the highs, lows and even through...
Do you see beauty or the potential of what I could've been?
When you glance upon my eyes, can you feel the sadness,
Or should I open the blinds wider until you see hidden madness?
Do you love my lips or would you prefer them shut?
Can you see the dried trails of tears formed from words that cut?
Look at me damn it, look until you have seen through me
Through pretense, the aching facade and the lies.
Look as though you wish to tear me apart,
Layer for layer
Through the highs, lows and even through...
#sadness
#SelfReflection
#bittersweet
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DU Poetry : Submissions by TrappedPain