Breaking Free #Poetry

The piano’s melody lulling me into a sense of comfort

Allowing me to open my mind

Bypassing the masses

Who congregate

Side by side

So close but so far

No one speaks

Eyes gazed as they scroll through endless social feeds

I look at the world around me

Taking in all the simple beauties of the world

Music

The welcome savior

Of the social media confides

via Daily Prompt: Congregate

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Reluctance #Poetry

Taking a deep breath

She held it until he lungs hurt

Letting the air explode from her lungs

But ended in a sigh

She had to do this

There was no choice

Even knowing this didn’t help her move her leaden feet

Her free hand clung tightly to her black dress

Her other hand trembled uncontrolled as she clutched the card she made

She closed her eyes

Forcing her tears back

As she walked through the door

And signed the guest book

“With deepest sympathy, I will always love you my friend.”

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via Daily Prompt: Sympathy

 

Internment #Poetry

Thin fingers drumming the wooden desk

Echoing loudly in the silent room

This didn’t break her focus

As she watched the clock slowly click

A bead of sweat trickled slowly down her cheek

The anticipation was killing her

She bit her lower lip as she looked around the room

The alarm of the timer went off

Causing her to jump quickly from her chair

She rushed to the door swinging open wide

The smile plastered on her face faded

As she was met by emptiness

Hanging her head defeated she grabbed a black sharpie

She slowly added a grey line from the faded tip

Her eyes glazed as she saw the endless ticks on the wall

Too many to count

Days faded into months, weeks and years

She started the timer again

The countdown flashing behind her

Sitting in the chair she sighed

Hoping the next time the beeps filled the air

Would mean she wouldn’t be alone

via Daily Prompt: Anticipate

Fortitude #Poetry

Winds whipping

Sending rain in every direction

The only light is from the bolt of lightning

This shocks my heart

Reminding it to keeping beating

In a sea of calm

This is my personal storm

The one I must face head on

I will not allow stress to suffocate my voice

My sadness will be used as a weapon

My pen will face off with its sword

My passion flows through the ink

Making my pen mightier than anything the darkness can throw at me

I will elevate my creativity

Providing me radiance as I trudge through the dark night
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via Daily Prompt: Elevate

Malignancy #Poetry

This word is full of people

Who feel self-entitled

Who want to be dignified

They’re more important

They’re above you

Above us all

These ideals are what holds us back as human beings

Your job

Your economic status

Your religion

Your sexual orientation

Your gender

Nor your skin color

Makes you no better than anyone else

I wish people would see

It’s an imagined social status

That is segregating people

Causing more riffs

Turmoil

For what?

Stroking your own ego?

You are the fool

And those who embrace humanity

We are the many

Our words of love

Will not be hushed

By your spews of hatred

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via Daily Prompt: Dignify