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Wings out stretched, feathers fluttering in the wind. "Don't go towards the sun," they said. "you'll fall to your death" So Icarus stayed low
They tell me I don't know what it's like to be a grown up. That life isnt as nice as I have it and once I'm an adult life is hell. Let me tell you all something; I am grown.
rock back and forth though the baby has died. clench the small cold hand. look in to lifeless eyes. this baby's your little girl. gone long ago. I'm sorry you loved her. and failed to notice.
I was a man of industry Wrought iron bars towards the distance Eden was promising company Reapers mowed through the gardens Heavenly light begged for shadows Peter sang out, "efficiency"
flakes are spiraling off the metal that used to be strong dependable which didn’t matter until I needed a handhold
oh the sky the red, red sky i see the fear, the pain in your eyes oh the red, the red red earth. bathed in blood bodies lay in the dirt. oh the red. the red, red sea
Overconfident and unstructured, Never having been pushed to my limit, Thinking about my potential future, And all that came with it. On the rocks within a course in which I had it all,
Fear of failing. Fear of failing as a friend. Fear of failing as a daughter. Fear of failing as a girlfriend. Fear of failing as a sister. Fear of failing as a person.
Calling, Crashing lights are flashing what is happening? this is maddening storm and lightning Fears are frightening Put in writing we can't fight it Can't you stop it?
I believe it’s time for me to step down And let the mountains do all the falling.
I had faith once Never questioned, never thought of twice I followed as hard as I could Maybe even harder than i should've I was on top, always trying to strengthen the foundation
I try, I fail, I am me
Here I sit, once again, pondering why Why did I take this class? Am I crazy? I tap and tutter, releasing a sigh. I don't understand; study more, lazy. Chemistry, O Chemistry, thou art death.
Before I get an "E", let me explain something please, I'm a very busy child and time always runs past me. I know you've alerted us, but with myself I never discuss,
Living in a world where it’s a crime to be sad If you aren’t starving or deprived… Maybe, I’m just a whole lot of mad When I can’t take a break from the things that craze me The things that break me
yeah, teach, i’m aware i have glasses. i’m also aware of what they mean to you – quiet, shy, high honor roll. it’s not because i can’t see three feet in front of me that i’m in the first row.
Its hard not feel like a cow. Trapped, packed in by the dozens, herded through the halls But with bells to worry about; they don't use prods anymore. Squeezed through the door, shoved my way to my designated area.
There are moments in ultimate tiredness when I feel I can see everything, sense everything, understand everything. The music starts and my thoughts wonder. I feel as though we are all part of the same being.