Ode to HandsThose that held me closeOde to Hands by Maclafel7
bigger than my head
almost as big as my head
strong, veined like a tree and
smooth botticelli hands
and then smaller
than my own
They slapped me
pulled me away
and dried my tears.
They learned to let go.
Those that fit in mine
star blast explosion caress
the first time
tender, gentle, odd-angle hands
that slid against mine
exploring each bump, crease, and knuckle
They fumbled with my dress strap
and painted my body
with the print of new palm
held me close
Never let me go.
Those that aren't
but paws. Small and furry
don't like to be touched
Those that I only
Those that my hands
pretended to love
three nights in a row
that clapped after each
on the shoulder hands
Little baby hands
Old, spotted hands
Hands with knowledge
zooming fast over a keyboard
Very thin, bony hands
that I worry to break.
that keep to themselves
Diminuendo“Why did you quit band?” My friends would ask. Some were betrayed by my decision, some saddened.Diminuendo by LyricaLupin
Every time, I would change it: the director was disagreeable, I wanted to do other things, it took up too much time, etc.
Every time, I would think of the moments, the emotions I thought I could handle.
But they became too heavy, too much, too painful.
i. Air conditioned rooms were a luxury after hours under the summer sun, even if the room was just a small practice room. We had new music to learn after all.
I was excited, why wouldn’t I? New music were like new books, new adventures.
Then the sheet was plopped onto the stand in front of me.
It made no sense whatsoever.
“Let’s play it together!” The bubbly teacher would say, her tone more appropriate for kindergartners.
I looked around the room, wondering why I was the only one who couldn’t get past one measure.
“Maybe I wasn’t as good as I thought..”
Too Heavy...But it was too heavy.Too Heavy... by yasminopalcaster
There are many physical things in the world that are heavy…
Though, I do not talk of anything physical.
I am here to talk of the mental heavy that circulates through me almost every day.
Twenty-four hours in these seven days.
I am talking about the emotions that never leave me no matter how hard I try.
There are times when they disappear from thin air but there is always a way for them to return.
I want these emotions of sorrow, misery, and depression and so many others to stop their evil circulation through me.
I want joy, happiness, and hope taking their place, but as though that will ever happen.
Society causes the most of these emotions, then friends, and then some of my family members.
I shall not be specific who, since I must keep this brief before I bore you as I always seem to do.
Sometimes, I wonder: what would the world be like without me?
Many, oh so many, people, say that everyone on this planet is here for a reason, but as humans, we are impatie
But it was too heavyButBut it was too heavy by Featherdream
It was nighttime. Gone
Was the time where we were just friends, and our parents
Too agreed that we were meant to be, until you hit me with a
Heavy hand, and left me on the floor crying. You had carried my heart for far too long...
War SongSome would say I’m living a dream.War Song by Pikachewy99
A dream pursued by many and avoided by few.
A dream where hundreds upon thousands of people love you.
A dream where every word of yours was obeyed.
A dream that made every word you spoke the law.
A dream where everyone would gladly die for you.
This was not a dream.
They depended on me to do things right.
They depended on me to make no mistakes.
They needed me to guide the way.
They needed me to be their leader.
They wanted me to change the world.
Everyone believed in me.
Everyone trusted me.
Everyone thought I was capable.
...But it was too heavy.
I couldn't do this alone.
Everyone trusted me with their lives, and I can’t afford to lose any of them.
Why they put so much faith in me, I don’t know.
I’m only human.
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