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Spinning

I’m spinning out of control and I don’t know how to stop

I’m unsure how this came to be

I don’t understand why I’m feeling this now

I can’t seem to keep my feet on the ground

What do I do?

How can I stop when I don’t even know why?

©Maria Michaela

Suffocate

breathe, breathe, breathe

i keep this on repeat in my head

deep breaths, deep breaths

but i feel my breaths coming up short

as if they don’t reach my lungs

i feel there’s not enough air

i lack the oxygen I need to breathe

where is the air?

my nostrils aren’t clogged and i even

try to suck the air from my mouth

but there is still not much air

i keep gasping

where is the air?

where is the air?

breathe….breathe….breathe

©Maria Michaela

Astray

you said goodbye one day

i choked up with something to say

i thought that we were okay

turns out, you’ve gone astray

©Maria Michaela

It blares

It buzzes

It rings

Oh! The sound that tells you to end your sleep.

Why must I part with my bed and pillows?

Oh yes, bills don’t pay on their own, unfortunately

So reluctantly I get up and ‘start the day’

©Maria Michaela

Write Along

Sometimes I write about sadness

Though it doesn’t mean I’m sad

At times I write about happiness

But it doesn’t necessarily mean I’m glad.

And then I write about heart aches

Of how the heart can bleed

It’s not entirely my own

I just let my pen lead.

And so the emotions pour

While I continue to write along.

©Maria Michaela

Stand Still

He asked if I still loved him

I told him I wasn’t sure.

The Christmas lights behind him danced merrily

A contrast to the expression on his face.

We were at a stand still

Locked in that moment

Unsure of what will be.

©Maria Michaela

Edited

Hide the flaws and imperfections

Hide the scars and ugly truths

Wear the mask, make them proud

But don’t lose yourself along the way.

©Maria Michaela

End of the Day

I took a cup of sunset and sipped it like coffee
Taking in the days labor and now feeling sleepy.
A pillow to keep company and to rest my tired head
Off to dreamland I go as I lay still in bed.

©Maria Michaela

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

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