I pretend Iā€™m a poet sometimes

venice1109

I pretend I’m a poet sometimes.

Even though I use the same lines.

Like how my doubts are butterflies.

Or how my mind is like the chords of violins.

I pretend I’m a poet sometimes.

I try to use big words.

This is a big world. And I’m lost in it.

I like to listen to Lana in any spare moment.

Her words speak volumes but only for the chosen.

They rush through me like blood through my veins.

Until they reach the heart of me.

And I’m sane.

 

I pretend I’m alive sometimes.

I like to convince myself I know what it’s worth.

I know nothing of this world.

I find myself wishing it was over.

Nostalgia can come in waves like crimson and clover.

 

I pretend I’m a poet sometimes

I pretend that I’m free

That I’m away from the darkness that has this hold on me.

I’d like to think of myself as this party girl who never sleeps.

But I’m alone at nighttime and I wish I was free.

“”I belong to no one who belongs to everyone “” that’s  my favorite line.

I watch myself dancing behind the lids of closed eyes.

I pretend I’m a poet sometimes

And who am I to decide?

What words can mean,

whether I’m free

Or if I feel alive.

I pretend I’m a poet sometimes

Because my mother used to be.

her escape ,her cope ,

Her hopes and dreams

Wrapped up in pages and pages of beautiful poetry.

I pretend I’m a poet sometimes

Even though I use the same lines.

My doubts are now silver linings

And my mind is softer than the wings of butterflies.

  • Author: venice1109 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 25th, 2021 00:24
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments5

  • Goldfinch60

    But you are a poet.

    Welcome to MPS.

    • venice1109

      Thank you !

    • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

      This is very poetic ... beautiful , lovely words ... very nicely expressed and engaging too šŸ™‚šŸ™‚

      • venice1109

        Wow thank you so much

      • Sibo

        I guess you captured that feeling pretty well, congrats!

      • librawrites

        Great write! The title itself is very catchy.

      • ron parrish aka wordman

        we pour out our hearts on paper,we come back and read much later,then we know who we are all scholars of the poetry world



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