Metamorphosize
Spawned under murky water In another lifetime, With need to break And need to wake This life of mine.
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Spawned under murky water In another lifetime, With need to break And need to wake This life of mine.
A boulevard of memories, And every house: a hope, Walking down and wishing true, I wonder how I cope.
I had a dream, The dream again Of the girl about To be hit by a train. A beautiful girl With long blond hair; I'm never quite sure If she knows I'm there. I scream, I reach But ever too late.
#sundayrepost. (Not incredibly old but I like this one). Welcome to my mind,. Dark tunnels are not hard to find,. Take a left and then a right,. The tunnels will end with a bright beam of light,.
An ocean rushes towards me I'm on top surfing It feels like I'm flying Completely happy. Yet highs turn to lows So you swim back to shore Where everything's the norm Yet you crave for more.
The life that I love sat me down one day And it told me that it was going away It said that it had loved me but I was holding it back And that things between us had gotten off track.
#acorn (edited). Walking on ice. Not closing my eyes. Holding my breath. I don't even want to wear this dress. Walking on ice. Freezing yes, but not to death. Putting all the love and hate on hold.
A slight ticking From the clock in the back A horrid silence It sounds to thick I walk along the floor Barefoot in the midst Is something greater. That I have yet to miss.
My metamorphosis is starting I can feel myself change I know it's for the better But it's making me deranged I can't even focus I try to understand Where has the old me gone Where am I gonna land I'm...
I've been running through galaxies trying to find you. I've been chasing comets and following stars. I've passed through Jupiter, Saturn, and Mars.
As I feel the liquid course through my veins I know that I can't ever be the same I look back on my life and the troubles it held I wonder what all I haven't fulfilled My parents, my brother, and my...
In life, if you drive a big car say, a 4x4..and the road is too narrow, most people will try to squeeze on through. But then I thought..
A Darkening. When the end draws near. Things become dark. We run around trying to find a spark. But all we find is fear. The blank look of honest fear. No longer together we hide alone.
Shivering in an endless shade, I promise you it never goes away. Be my crucifix hold me up, and feel me cry. Feast your eyes, Can't you see me.
You can walk a mile in your shoes, But what if you had to choose. Maybe they are someone sleazy's, Then, would it still be easy.
This ship is sailing to a new destination, where happiness reigns across the sea plane. It's hull slightly damaged and it's sails are in tatters, but new surroundings are the only thing that matters.
"I want to run" So do I.
Seagull fly, Seagull fly I am that little boy you spy Seagull eye, Seagull eye, See the dreams I have in life Seagull feed, Seagull feed, Of a distant girl I need, Seagull why. Seagull why.
I'm not sure if its good- I'm trying to find better word for this poem, there might be different outcome with "Butterfly" this is first one. Please do leave your opinion of this in comment thanks...
When I look into a mirror All I see is dead, dead eyes But how I want to see wings, Spread, showing for all my freedom. If I asked you for help Would you give it to me.
I am done with my break :) It was hard, but I got back on my creative track. _____________________ The Mouse Poem Inspired by Sam Pepper In the early morning, just before the dawn.
The sound of tidal waves breaking Echoes along the empty beach. I wiggle my toes in the cold sand As to the sky, seagulls reach. I draw a face in the sand And a wave comes along and ruins it.
Once upon a time a fish, A little boy did make a wish, His dream was cast upon a line, To be a Man in future time For years the boy sat in wait, Trying so many kinds of bait; School & Work & Girls &...
If I could gather up All the smashed fragments of myself I would Carefully collect every last one And reminisce About what I used to be Take all of the little pieces of My heart And breathe...