'feelings ' 'confusion'
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My mind has been gone, for many, many moons.
So I wander on, my hand no longer able to grasp even a spoon.
And I wonder, why is my mind so fragile,
mayhaps because it was made from glass.
Am I sad?
Am I happy?
Am I satisfied?
Am I jealous?
looking so gloomy and empty,
with a gaze hotter than fire,
i stared at the sun for hours,
yet I can't feel my eyes blazing,
i have just realized
that my feelings do not matter
that they are just “whatever” to people
i must keep this wall around me
I wish I was that man.
With words that could help you understand
My feelings overwhelm me in passion.
Yet the second I try to speak, my words turn to dust.
By: Amelie Ando
Feelings Inside Dreams
A feeling inside me creating butterflies,
As words spill out with a warm breathe,
My heart pounding,
Carelessly drifting
My mind on my soul
The music takes me away.
Desperately seeking
My mind on the journey
And the thought of finding the way.
Between the form of life and life
Sighed all in vain and felt sorry
I confused all things, still --
and thousand questions I ask
Had I not this, or this
Thou hast not me, nor me
Eyes so kind; lips so sweet
Body so divine; hair so sleek
You love so deeply and trust so easily,
Or so you did before just recently.
I gaze at your smile and want to make you happy,
