“If I was a dandelion and the wind blew me away
and
I
was
scattered,
would you follow me?”
“I would.”
“But how would you find me?”
“I don’t know. But that’s not the point, is it?”
“Then what is?”
“I’m the wind.”
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Tag: almost poetry
Almost poetry: awake at night
you ask me why I don’t sleep at night,
why I work while everyone is dreaming,
what makes the absence of light a preference,
and see,
it’s not that I don’t understand your question,
or that I don’t have an answer,
but I’m afraid you’ll not listen
how loud are your thoughts
in the dark,
like being underwater,
when your heartbeat echoes in your bones,
beat after beat after beat
while the oxygen burns in your lungs,
and see,
it’s like that for me when everyone’s dreams
are deafening,
a deep blue silence that keeps my body afloat
and my mind from drowning
Almost Poetry: Smile
Wake up in the morning
Look at the mirror and smile.
Smile not because you have to
But because you woke up.
Stretch and shower
And scroll down Tumblr or Facebook and smile.
Smile not because they told you to,
But because it’s another day.
Wear soft clothes and treat yourself to your favourite food.
Wear some make up or not and smile.
Smile not because you put your mask on,
But because you’re beautiful
And smart
And kind
And a good student
Or a good parent
And creative
And hardworking
And successful
Or not
And persistent
And courageous
And who you are
And smile
Smile not because you have to pretend it’s okay,
But because tomorrow is a new day
and you’ll keep going.
PS: pictures of cute cats and dogs always help XD