Poetry 2015 by Odessa McNiel (read book .txt) 📖
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Splashing rivulets
A refreshing sensation
Again and again
Too Young to be This Old
We're too young to be this old,
And too old to be this young.
We might even be too ignorant to be this wise,
Or too wise to be this ignorant.
We've got too many scars on our skin to have fought so few wars,
But in some ways, we may have fought too many to have just a few.
We've wasted so many breaths on figuring out our lives,
Yet, we've taken so few just to live it.
You're mearly making a life,
Not living it.
Or, maybe, you've been living without a life,
Because you're too scared to make it.
My Feelings Lately
Everywhere.
That is where my feelings lie.
I ask myself why.
But all I get is a mixed emotion,
Thickening my thoughts with such commotion.
One is new and clouding
Every waking thought.
The other, old with my love fleeing.
Am I loving without?
Am I cheating?
Is this an experiment?
Do I keep going?
Or do I give up?
DraftsAn ever growing
List of things I want
To express but can't.
A Workin' Man's Hands
That nine to five
Everyday drive
Same stuff different day
Only way to earn that pay
Calluses grow thick
Blisters burning like a wick
All this labor and more each day
Hardly worth that little pay
Not enough to bring back home
Bread stale as stone
Little feet rattling on the floor
Their pitter patter not soft anymore
One already in the ground
Two already without sound
Maybe they'll go quick
It won't make the others sick
Assumption
Consumption
No other option
That nine to five
Everyday drive
It ain't worth a five dollar
Death is in the holler
Lurking on the streets
Hiding beneath the sheets
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