Posted in original, writing

Lost Touch

I lost my touch, haven’t I?

Words on a high

They all seem to fly

Away from me

Away from me

I’m drowning slowly, this I know

I’m not sure how far I can go

I’m not sure if words can still take me there, so

This could or might or should be the last

Posted in original, writing

A Title Is Needed

I am no poet and this is no poetry 

I write no songs, I share no story

I am mortal and yes I worry

About life, about love

About the moon and stars above
But I am no poet as you can see

I just write whatever comes to me

Posted in life, original, writing

We Write

When we’re in love, we write
When we hurt, we write
When we move on, we write

When we struggle, we write
When we achieve something, we write
When we win, we write,
When we lose, we get back on our feet
and we write

We write on our pages of life
Until we cease to be writers of it

Posted in original, writing

Just Stuck

All out of ideas
All out of fun
Chugging down rootbeers and munching on tortillas
I’ve had it! I’m done!

I wanted to be artistic
I wanted to be dramatic
A little sarcastic
But definitely poetic

However, all the rhyming as spent me
I think I’ve had enough
This feels like a chore now, I’ll admit guiltily
It’s been kind of rough

I can’t even write a single line
I feel stuck in the mud
I don’t know if I’ll ever feel fine
Because as of the moment, my head seems to be full of crud

Maria Michaela

Posted in original, Relationship

Put You To Words

I drew a sketch with you in mind
But somehow the pen is unkind
It does no justice to capture your beauty
And so I ended up writing this to you, simply

But no words can describe you
The paper is ashamed, it turns blue
For it cannot hold such uniqueness
It settles in its emptiness
Than to try and put you to words

Maria Michaela