I am not of this world
my heart was born on a different planet
my mind was built across the universe
even now it’s tugging at me like a magnet
earth is not my home nor my life
I belong a million light years away
in galaxies that are distant stars
where life never decays
I’m a lonely blue alien sitting alone
on a bench in the park with a lonely red balloon
hiding behind a mask that’s seemingly human
staring up at a full round moon
I walk through the halls of school
with my head down to ward off staring eyes
wishing for a home I will never reach
wishing for wings that can make me fly
my mind is always on my unreachable home
dreaming of a place where I will finally belong
while looking in a mirror at my face
and singing this sad little theme song
I’m a lonely blue alien walking alone
down the streets of the city with a lonely red balloon
hiding behind a mask that’s seemingly human
staring up at the blue sky of noon
I’m a single life in a vast universe
filled with lonely blue aliens
and lonely red balloons dragged behind us
trailing like ever present demons
every blue alien is dreaming of their home planet
better in every way to where they are
smiling sad little smiles
as they wish upon their stars
we’re all lonely blue aliens around the world
doing who knows what with our lonely red balloons
staring at things only we can see
being completely alone is something we assume
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Author:
Spitfire (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 28th, 2018 13:57
- Comment from author about the poem: This is for everyone who feels like a lonely blue alien
- Category: Reflection
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Greetings Spitfire! I just read your poem and wondered if (in our own way) we weren't trying to express the same thing only from two different sources each drawing upon his/her own experiences... here, compare: https://mypoeticside.com/show-poem-91545
Yes Christopher! I can definitely see a similarity in meaning! Your poem was spectacular and really made me think about what I was reading. Loved it!
Yours had a beautiful maturity to it that really spoke to me. I’m thirteen so I wrote mine to relate to kids my age with my limited experiences in life but I think they do express similar points in life.
I am impressed with your maturity in writing for a 13 year old. Multiply your age by 5.3 and you'll see approximately what age I have.
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