Breathe

Can't think of the here
And now.
A balance of balls
Which keep falling off
The scale.
Holding your breath,
But you can't keep it steady.

"Breath is the
Finest gift of nature.
Be grateful for this
Wonderful gift."

To create music
That makes the
World go 'round.

To speak
Life,
Joy,
Inspiration,
To those
Who have lost it.

Give a fresh color
To this bland,
Old world.
We settle for little,
But when we breathe,
We explode into color
Leaving ourselves refreshed
And others revived.

Escape

But you have to make
Some time
To release.
To escape.
To breathe.
To gain a perspective
You haven't seen
Since forever.

"Try to keep your
Soul young and
Quivering right up
To old age."

Imagination.
We had it
When we were kids,
But then we grew up.
What changed?

Expectation
Obsession
With perfection
Distraction

When we were young,
We didn't think about
What was yet to come.
Not as far ahead as now.

Now.
Deadlines
College
Jobs
Piles of work
Yet to be done

Can't think of the here
And now.
A balance of balls
That keep falling off
The scale.
Holding your breath,
But you can't keep it steady.

Release

"Poetry comes from the
highest happiness
Or the
deepest sorrow."

It's true.
Pure poetry
Comes from
From depths others
Are too scared to go,
Are too scared to feel,
Although they would grow.

But there's more.
It comes from
Anxiety
Pressure
Frustration
Depression
Repression
It's a release.

Release.
A breath of fresh air
You can't get just anywhere.
A moment of peace
And quiet,
Something so hard to find
In a world full of noise
No one can escape.

But you have to make
Some time
To release.
To escape.
To breathe.
To gain a perspective
You haven't seen
Since forever.

The 8 Days of Finals

8 days 'till finals
7 assignments tonight
6 finals coming
5 tests before then
4 in different subjects
3 to study for
2 Christmas concerts
And 1 very stressed out student

New Beginning

She watches the sun set
Beyond the horizon
As the day ends.
Birds grow silent,
The world stands still.
The day ends
As a new beginning starts