Which path, which path?
which path to take?
the lands are treacherous
and there's so much at stake
Worlds flow through
Rich with promise
Itching, clawing, begging
to ring the glottis
a hearty laugh
full of soul
smile upon
her senses dulled
which path, which path?
her path to take
all or none
her heart does ache
reaching, seeking, taking all
to sing out laughter
from her stories' sway
string the notes
high with joy
as each path unfurles
each path deployed.
It's been a long time since I have posted a new poem. Mostly because it's been almost that long since I have written one. My mind has been distracted with other writings and readings which actually inspired this poem. I have been working on several story ideas as well as working on one novel and reading several novels. It's hard to choose which story to delve into though, which is what inspired this poem. =) enjoy.
~T
Showing posts with label My Books Haunt Me. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Books Haunt Me. Show all posts
Thursday, March 31, 2011
Sunday, September 5, 2010
My Books Haunt Me
Silent meetings
filled with tears
How each page...
each phrase...
echoes in my ears
Drop a bomb
to my heart
make me dream
of a new start
Happy laughter
smiling hearts
Hopeless frowns
silent screams
Playing part
pages echo
in my dreams
Sleepless nights
of imaginary things
Close the book
turn out the light
But faces still cry
with each passing page of night.
This was inspired after finishing reading the Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins. I got too emotionally attached to the characters and felt their pain greatly. I do that alot, get attached to characters that aren't real, mostly in books and then I want to recreate the story and make it something happy, that is how I'd like it to be. But then I remember that it's already printed in ink and I can't change it. and I also tell myself it's not real, but my emotions are real, so it's hard. *sigh* :(
~T
filled with tears
How each page...
each phrase...
echoes in my ears
Drop a bomb
to my heart
make me dream
of a new start
Happy laughter
smiling hearts
Hopeless frowns
silent screams
Playing part
pages echo
in my dreams
Sleepless nights
of imaginary things
Close the book
turn out the light
But faces still cry
with each passing page of night.
This was inspired after finishing reading the Hunger Games series by Suzanne Collins. I got too emotionally attached to the characters and felt their pain greatly. I do that alot, get attached to characters that aren't real, mostly in books and then I want to recreate the story and make it something happy, that is how I'd like it to be. But then I remember that it's already printed in ink and I can't change it. and I also tell myself it's not real, but my emotions are real, so it's hard. *sigh* :(
~T
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