poems from 08102023-16102023 {bash the overthinking waterwheel}
symbols and letters fill you with dread
lost your way inside your head.
{i wrote this the night after what went to be the worst midterm in terms of grade performance i have ever had. seems like bash saw it coming somehow}
10/10/2023 [unknown time, at night]
i really think
i can do it all
build the high roads,
take the falls
do exactly what want
and precisely what i don't
control my feelings
and let my mind roam
• ~ •
i'm not the guy i think i am
i fail at everything i love
i fail at love
even when i try " the best i can"
i'm not the guy i wish i was
cuz even when i think i'll stand
i fall again and never land
but still my eyes will look above
{these are supposed to be two sister poems, for the most part, the second one was just me trying rhyme schemes (for the most part...) but i think there's a lot to think about in terms of the contrast between the two poems}
laughing hysterically
i would fly if i could
heart racing
steps pacing
i could almost break a sweat
i'd never want to stop
this is what i'm made for
it really feels lihe
the world is ending
{one of my favourites, seriously, big plot twist at the end gives ir re-read value and reading it again with the plot twist in mind (while letting your mind twist into its darker side) gives it a totally different meaning}
{bonus: the "journal entry" that followed this poem read:
" (زنفة الكلاب والضفاضع والباعوض (والنمل والجراد والجراثيم والحمام والبط والتماسيح ولأفاعي "}
{ بونس بونس: نود أن نتأسف للبط، آملين أن لا نكون قد جرحنا مشاعرهم}
16/10/2023 [unknown time, night]
same place
same time
two different worlds
a million miles away
like we don't mind the wait
we thrive
{let's just say bash wasn't actually thriving, so he couldn't find the time to pull out his journal, good thing the blue feet blog exists}





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