One element of me
First appearances people see the peak of an iceberg
I’m frosty, aloof and alas, on occasion I am mean.
If a person wishes to explore more of my make up they’ll find layered depths of frenetic intensity.
I have secrets of a history spanning over decades often feeling I’ve lived for centuries.
Am I immortal?
I’m merely human, don’t you see?
Occasionally, my demeanour melts at the sight of past enemies.
I’ve learned to be durable
Have the strength to endure a life span of over three decades.
An incredible feat, don’t you agree?
When poorly I’m cold
Under the sunshine, I bask in the glory
Honoured to feel;
Honoured to acknowledge I too have victories.
Oft I catch people off guard with bursting shouts, Look at my glee!
Inner confidence harks, Don’t underestimate me!
Many moon cycles left behind in the dark.
Startled by spring to be reborn
Nature is cruel
Thoughts of how can I summon up the will to carry on?
Life drags on a lit cigarette hope rapidly distinguishes
The light I can barely see.
Life stamp me out,
a frazzled repressive voice alien to the world.
This is how I feel!
A weedy, nondescript Daisy,
If it turns a head to the sunshine I bloom into a true flower
Wild and untameable.
I was born to be free
I wasn’t born to conform to the expectations of some society.
Posted on Nov 6, 2020, in POETRY, STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS COLLECTION and tagged Creative Writing, Creativity, Emotions, female empowerment, Life, Nature, poems, POETRY, society, Stream of consciousness, word prompt. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.