Desperate
In these bootless days of pondering this
My heart lays dormant and still in my chest
Like the hand on a clock, not at it’s best
Waiting for my prince enveloped in bliss
Rays of sunshine, oh how I reminisce
Left alone as if by some mental test
The memories of them being oppressed
Weighing me down towards a bleak abyss
Yet, i’faith, I know the return betimes
Underlying the darkness beacons to
Hope eternal, fulfillment awaiting
Conclusion of a pining starts to chime
Shouting to save me from agony, adieu
My heart satisfied, accelerating
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RooLlamaBlue28
I am an 18 year old college student studying English with an emphasis on Creative Writing and Asian Literature. I started writing poetry when I was 15 in high school and my American Literature teacher made it an assignment. The whole class was scared to read their work after I read mine. That's when I knew I should continue to pursue poetry as an art form. I love many other forms of writing, of course, especially suspense and mystery. I like to listen to sad music until I fall asleep at night. My mom writes fan fiction and I edit it. My cat and my roommate are my main influences. Please comment on my poetry! I love getting feedback of any kind, including the negative!
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