Uncertainty

A path that once was clear, is now covered in fog

The solid ground is now a bog

©Maria Michaela

Boomerang

I wanted to move away from you

Forget this silliness of a crush

But then you show that gentle smile

And with a single “hi”

I go back to you like a boomerang

©Maria Michaela

The Old Lady From Around The Bend

She was known as the old lady who was freaky

Her house was so old and creeky

That people thought it was haunted and spooky

But truth was, she was actually goofy

And her house was just a little bit wonky.

©Maria Michaela

Alone – A Short Poetry

She was alone but didn’t feel lonely

Until they told her that she was empty

©Maria Michaela

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I’m trying to start these short and simple poetry. I’ll write more of these in the future. Can’t come up with a title of this. Anyone who has ideas for a good title?

Edit: Okay. So changed the title from Short Poetry (1) to Alone as suggested by @judeitakali. – Thanks a bunch! 🌹

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The Moon Alone

Clouds were about, that early morning

Dawn hasn’t even cracked yet

It was supposedly dark but a single light shone

Pale yellow it was, and so I looked up

Floating up there was the moon

It didn’t shy away behind the clouds

Alone it was but proudly it gave some light

It accompanied me that cold early morning

©Maria Michaela

Sorrow

Today is filled with sorrow

While also uncertain of tomorrow.

Still looking at the brighter side

Although the sorrow I cannot hide.

©Maria Michaela

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-Maria Michaela

Slaves of Time

Living life at the sound of the alarm clock

Waiting for it to go

I don’t think that’s how it’s supposed to be

But then I find myself asking

Until when?

Until when do we have to be slaves of time?

©Maria Michaela