The sun loved us so much,
Hints of red on our bronze flesh.
The sweet smell of cinnamon lush,
Made me think of happiness, I must confess.
Though our pentamerous flower would part soon,
The beauty of the mouse made thy dreams come true.
Down the street of shops and towers of balloons
I await for the princess in blue.
In toe with princes and magicians
Life was a fairytale.
Thy soul on missions.
Singing sweet nightingale
As the stars burst into the sky,
I left the happiest place on earth, with a summer high.
About the Creator
Keep reading
More stories from Kelsey Charles and writers in Poets and other communities.
Unworthy Fondness
Recurring thoughts from the past don’t seem to phase me much. I’ve learned to just let it pass and get on with my day. For some reason, this one in particular plays in my head constantly or it did, at least. Let’s take it back to 6th grade where I thought I met the boy of my dreams, or at least I thought. Let’s call him B. It may just seem like I am about to tell you tales of puppy love, but it wasn’t just that. I’ve known what I wanted since I was young. I knew love was something that made me feel warm and gushy inside. I knew soulmates existed, I also knew I had all my life to find one when the time is right. School and growing up was the main thing to focus on. When I met B, it was like I met my best friend. He was sweet, warm, he seemed sensitive, he was also helpful. Most of all he seemed to have his mind. B was nice, but I’m sure he was raised to be nice, of course. He was just nice to ME. We would almost find a way to be near each other, or look at each other, whether it be walking in the halls, partnering up in class, or making silly faces at one another. I would sometimes catch him staring at me when I was near him. He brought natural feel-good energy, to what was becoming a good friendship in my head. I started to develop feelings. I felt like I was on cloud 9, and wanted him to know how I felt about him, without actually saying it. Bear then moved to a different middle school, which wasn’t far away just down the street. That caused the friendship to be put on halt, but since Facebook had become a thing we reconnected there, but it wasn’t the same. I decided to focus on my studies like I should have been doing. But when B had gotten a girlfriend, that’s when the steady stream of embarrassment and acts of desperation happened.
By Kelsey Charles 5 years ago in Confessions
Nostalgia -Those Were The Days
Baby Boomers Baby Boomers are the demographic cohort born between 1946 and 1964, following World War II, a period marked by a significant increase in brith rates. The Boomer generation has had a major impact on society and the economy due to its large size, and they are now entering retirement, influencing economic and political landscapes.
By Susan Payton4 days ago in Poets
Comments
There are no comments for this story
Be the first to respond and start the conversation.