Author: Ashley Somebody
Poetry
Blood
They always tell me,
Blood is thicker than water:
But the salt in me
Is the salt of the great sea
Tied of ropes thicker than blood.
-Nov 2014
...Seashore
I feel like I'm walking on the seashore
Some ground firm, some not anymore
Reality's clear when I don't think of you
But when my mind slips, I lose that good view.
It seems that I wallow in sand to my knees
When all I am doing is aiming to please
But when I look to what God asks
It's easier than struggling to fulfill my own tasks.
I feel like I'm walking on the seashore
And a lot of what fazed me can't anymore.
-Apr 2014
...Picnic
Not quite sure, am I,
Neither certain nor at ease.
I find no resolution
In this step in front of me.
I have no metric measures
To plumb this storm ocean,
And if I tried to name the weather,
It would match my emotion.
Life is not a picnic,
No matter what some may say
It picks you up and throws you
Bound to dent, nick, and fray.
-Aug 2014
...Gravity
Gravity
Was kind to me
And sometimes I could fly.
Fate, you see
Excluded me
And I felt I'd never die.
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Eyes
My eyes hurt
Maybe it's from staring at the computer
for so long
Maybe it's bad for my eyes
My eyes hurt
Maybe it's because I'm tired and didn't get
enough sleep
Maybe it's bad for my eyes
My eyes hurt
Maybe it's from the mascara I just started wearing
to get attention
Maybe it's bad for my eyes
My eyes hurt
Maybe it's from the hard music I listen to
to make sense of stuff
Maybe it's bad for my eyes
My eyes hurt
Maybe it's because I feel like crying but I'm
keeping it in
Maybe it's bad for my eyes.
-Apr 2014
...Strong
I feel strong tonight
A hundred songs burst from me
In colorful bloom
The darkness holds fear no more
I laugh in the face of death
Dreams cannot threaten
I fear no nightly phantom
Day will come with joy
But until then I will sleep
And rest my wearied body.
My mind is awake
Thought after thought captures me
Musings, wonderings,
Daydreams before I slumber;
Life is bright and wonderful.
Yes, I feel strong tonight.
-Apr 2014
...Trigonometry
Your love is algebra
I can't find the formula
If I could find the right calculator,
I could define your euphoria.
Your love is geometry
I can't find the angles
If I could prove your theories,
It wouldn't be a shambles.
Your love is trigonometry
I can't figure it out
If I spent an entire notebook, perhaps
I'd still have doubts.
Your love is a mystery
Just as the greatest math
Although worth much,
Seems irrelevant to my path.
-Nov 2014
...Adventure
A fairy poked my little nose
And gave me a sense of adventure
And now every time that I'm held back
I wonder what that scent was meant for.
-May 2014
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