Hand on Mine by Oscur Cifra
Frozen.
Stuck.
Effortless constriction.
It’s a story of endless possibilities.
A symbol of perpetual wonder,
The creator of a plethora of questions,
Which will never receive a true answer.
It's a longing that binds you when it's just beyond your grasp
Reach!
Just REACH!
Hmph.
Pointless.
Because its stuck .
Look at the bright side,
Its… stuck
you have the means,
Endless Means!
You can write your own story.
Write all 1000 words!
Whatever you want!
Fully capture this picture’s worth!
And answer this question.
Will your hand ever land on mine?
About the Creator
Oscur Cifra.
Writing is emotion. A constant flux between light&dark.No matter what you're writing, it makes you feel good. you feel this other feeling as well. It is a feeling that doesn't have a "description". You just know you don't want to lose it.
Keep reading
More stories from Oscur Cifra. and writers in Poets and other communities.
Slow Motion
Chapter 7 The slowing doesn’t arrive like a warning. It arrives like a thickening — a quiet shift in the internal physics of my body and mind. After the dimming, after the weight, after the quicksand, everything begins to move at a different speed. Not the world — me.
By Elisa Wontorcikabout 24 hours ago in Poets
Comments (1)
This poem is geared toward, BUT not limited to, writers, poets, and those aspiring to be such, but are scared. It is about never letting your creativity go to waste, by utilizing the picture posted above the poem that works as the backbone of this writing of mine. the hands of two in love trying to reach, all for naught, for they are stuck in the unbreakable grip of time, right? Or are they? Please think of this as my gift to you as fellow writers and lovers of literature. Think of it as a template for your future and happiness. Please comment and tell me what you thought of the poem, and if you were able to come up with a great story or poem concept! Oscur Cifra