Lack1ng
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
The Trip
On my sixteenth Christmas,
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
#inspirational
#Christmas
#fate
#travel
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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Lack1ng
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
The Trip
On my sixteenth Christmas,
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
#inspirational
#Christmas
#fate
#travel
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
40 reads
5 Comments
Lack1ng
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
The Trip
On my sixteenth Christmas,
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
#inspirational
#Christmas
#fate
#travel
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
40 reads
5 Comments
Lack1ng
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
The Trip
On my sixteenth Christmas,
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
#inspirational
#Christmas
#fate
#travel
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
40 reads
5 Comments
Lack1ng
Poem Published
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
26th Mar 2023 8:56am
The Trip
On my sixteenth Christmas,
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
My family decided, last-minute, to take a vacation.
Holidays at the airport are quite grim,
On the way in, smog sticks in your lungs like a bad cough.
The interior is plagued with people,
Who all need to be at the same place, five minutes faster than you.
Excitement didn’t set in until the plane door closed.
Only a few seconds after finally feeling relief.
Was it worth it?
Yes. The 13 hours of travel was worth a 2 minute experience.
Our plane descended on Paris,
I sat in the aisle, craning...
#inspirational
#Christmas
#fate
#travel
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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5 Comments
Skelly
Poem Published
20th Mar 2023 8:31pm
20th Mar 2023 8:31pm
The Unseen Hater
Hungry howls the hollow pit of the grim invader
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
#regret
#hate
#fate
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Skelly
Poem Published
20th Mar 2023 8:31pm
20th Mar 2023 8:31pm
The Unseen Hater
Hungry howls the hollow pit of the grim invader
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
#regret
#hate
#fate
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0 Comments
Skelly
Poem Published
20th Mar 2023 8:31pm
20th Mar 2023 8:31pm
The Unseen Hater
Hungry howls the hollow pit of the grim invader
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
for what does it yearn
the kind soul of the willing trader
to whom this may concern
artful treachery of the corrupt persuader
tormented pupils eager to learn
led down an alley to an incinerator
where love is lost and dreams burn
for misled victims of the unseen hater
from whom kind souls do not return.
#regret
#hate
#fate
32 reads
0 Comments
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