I've asked myself a million times,
is this it?
I drown out the echo of that thought,
not wanting to hear it
To hear it means to face the answer
Reality is too harsh for me
I found my soul is happier between the pages of a book
Words are my escape
Yet I do not wish to leave my world,
for I've found beauty in its most simple things
You cannot tell me it's lost its charm
when clouds look like cotton candy
There are orange sunsets that feel like fire
and an earthy smell that comes with rain
Laughing stars wink at me from the heavens
and then there's the affection that wind gives the trees
There's no such thing as a mundane moment
not when you're in love with all that surrounds you
Today, I learned I'm selfish
I want both
But putting these two things together
would require magic- a thing that does not exist
How do I find that place where I can have everything?
Where do I go to obtain this relief?
I sit in my living room contemplating,
staring out the window as cars pass on the street
My coffee has gone untouched for a while
cold now as I sink deeper into this reverie
I watch as birds fly by in a flurry,
waiting for the answer to come to me
Ah, I know
Sleep
Perhaps I'll find fulfillment in my dreams
About the Creator
Brin J.
I never believed the sky is the limit, therefore my passions are expansive. My interest in writing stemmed from poetry but my heart lead me to Sci-Fi Fantasy. Consequently, my stories are plot-driven with splashes of evocative elements.
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Powerful and sombre; well written truth from the heart.
Oh now, see? You're a wonderful writer, and now I'm all blushing over your praise
Beautiful lines, congrats on your Top Story!!
Lovely poem...I loved it. Congratulations on Top story ..
Not feeing the social media/vocal vibe today, but I was sat waiting at the opticians and had to pass time - and this is what I read, and I felt it so much, like, did I write this? Certainly, I felt this.
Can support my account
Mind blowing totally
Very good
Congratulations on TS
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So simple and effective.... Well-deserved TS!
This is beautiful. Congrats on the TS.
This was so gorgeous. Please be selfish 💕
Perfect ending to your poem!!! Fabulously written!!! Love it!!!
This poem really makes you think. Are we really selfish for wanting it all?
This is sad and yet also uplifting because you can find beauty in what others would call mundane as well as in the pages of a book. The feelings of this poem are so complex, and the imagery is so vivid. Well done, and congrats on the Top Story!
Ah, but magic does exist - in the pages we read and those we write. It's right here in what you've written. Congratulations on Top Story!
This is outstanding, Brin! You should be very proud of this. The imagery, the bit LC picked out is so vivid and gave me the feels and it is sad, but beautiful in its sadness. Just,...mumble over, yeah, this is great. Congrats on Top Story - thoroughly deserved!
A little selfishness is OK 👍 I love this bit - there are orange sunsets that feel like fire 😁
All too relatable. Well crafted!
Sleep is the best thing ever. It helps escape reality. Loved your poem!
This poem is as melancholic as it is relatable. I would be lying if I said I weren't often caught in flights of fantasy, wishing one iota of that magic was real. Such brilliant writing!
You’re an amazing writer! Great work!
This is very very well done! It conveys such powerful imagery and emotion. From my side I have never so badly wished I could erase 5 words from a poem! (Which is a string reaction!) where you wrote “ But putting these two things together would require magic- a thing that does not exist” The irony is of course that those 5 little words made the melancholy and hopelessness of the protagonist shine through so much more powerfully… but the wrongness of his/her belief hurts me to read ! 🙈😅 I guess this is very much like looking at my younger self - who had all her belief in and understanding of magic purged by trauma - i just want to shake that out of her! Very very strong writing! ❤️✨🙏
Phenomenal poem, Brin.