POETIC WORLD

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There is no greater way to put emotions into words than though the melodies of a poem. Hand writen by countless poets, i cant stop to understand what sadness they encountered to have such devotion and emotion in each word of their art. Everyone holds the talent of a true poet, we just have to put memories onto paper and make them rhyme to the sound of a heart beat to the one who's reading it.
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CHAPTER 4
POETIC WORLD
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Screams of a lady was heard from a far of alley. Everyones head turned to the direction of the sound. Aimlessly looking nowhere to find a face behind that noise but everyone's eyes only saw a glimpse of blood all over the alley wall. Police sirens were heard not even seconds later. What a dreadful time to mankind. How did the world give birth to such monsters? I had fear in my eyes, as my mom seen my look of fear she quickly tunred off the TV, resulting in me gasping.

"You shouldnt watch such bloodshed on tv" She warned me.
Still trembling in fright of what my eyes had just seen i nodded my head in complete agreement.
"Could this happen to me? I asked myself with trembling feet.

Our death is not an assumtion of a fool but the reality exsisting in our own little thoughts.

It was 9pm and all i could think of at that time was hiding myself from crime. Not knowing i had to actually hide myself from the ignorance of my own mind. Moms shout to call us all for dinner as always but this time the shout only gave me cold feet. How the mind plays us sometimes. Its controls our health, our weaknesses, our strengths, basically every factor thats present in our sanity making us completely drenched in insanity. Stealing us from our own mind.

Reaching to the dinner table was itself a challenge for me. Placing my hand on my chair and sitting down with everyone as they hogged their careless faces with food. No sign of fear in them though. My mom as usual was the conversation starter.

She looked at me with deary eyes and said, "after dinner, go say bye to your friend before he leaves, okay?"
Looking with confusing i slammed saying, "tonight? Whens their flight?" "In a few hours." she replied.

Sometimes i thank my mom for her dinner conversation, they always cheer me up but this time it only gave me nothing but sadness. In a way it got rid of my fearful mind games from earlier.
Rushing in my room with half plate full of food. I rammed my closet open in search for clothes.
"Goodbye clothes have to be the best. Its the last image he will ever see of me." I thought to myself.
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Not soon later my sister pops in my room. Looking at me as clothes flew everywhere across the room.
All she did was give a little chuckle and left me room saying, "Puppy love is so adorable"
With fire in my words i replied, "No ones in love you freak, stop making everything romantic."
Knowing well i would regret saying that later.

Ignoring what just happened i quickly turned back n rammed my clothes all over the place again in search for the perfect 'goodbye outfit'.
After a while of searching i decided to sit back and relax a bit as anxiety is never my strongest point.
It was almost an hour left before he could leave and i wasn't even close to ready. So i decided to close my eyes and pick the first thing my hands touched. I had no other option but to reply on fate this time.
Opening my eyes to see the outfit in my hand i quickly opened my eyes wider. "What an odd combo!" i exclaimed with distaste in my tone. But i had no other option as i put all my trust in fate. "Here goes nothing" I said to myself.

As i sat on my bed fully dresed with few minutes at hand, i quickly took a blank sheet of paper and began writing all my thoughts down. From day one to today. All those feelings, all those memories, everything was put on that blank paper.
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Hoping you have a safe journey. I wish you the best of luck for the rest of the days we spend apart. I wont be there to see you flourish but in my heart i sure without any doubt you will. That feeling itself keeps me happy. I hope you always remember me because one thing i can guarantee you is that i always will.

"These words were the only thing i thought appropriate to write but for some reason it didnt feel enough. There was so much more to say so much more to do but you are just getting up and leaving.
Dumping my face in my hands, i took the same sheet and continued to write."

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You will always me my bestfriend, always. Nothing in this world could separate us. Not even distance. Im not a goodwwriter and i tend to get very cheesy when i express myself so i guess the best way to tell you how i actually feel is through a poem. Yes, you read correctly i said poem. I kmow im not the girl to write q heart felt peom but heres one anyway.

"Years ran by but days went slow.
The sun peeked every morning but ran away at the sight of snow.
The clouds moved slowly but winds blew them away
The nights are so lonly but its nothing compared to the day.
The stars twinkle only in the dark.
Just like looking at my every bruise and mark.
This goes to show there's always hope.
There is nothing to hard for us to cope.
Smile before life is lost.
How you spend it is at your cost.
Love should be your heart, hope should be your soul and determination should be your feet that runs towards your goal."

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"Sometimes i would like to think to myself that somewhere in the world of sadness there is a ray of joy.
A light to look upto.

A passage to follow.
Instead of aimlessly walking in the valleys of darkness.
Yes, we all look for love and happiness in us.
Failing to realize that all this time we were looking for something that was just merely an imaginary bore.
Reality is evil. Reality is dark. Reality is ruthless.
Maybe just maybe thats why we look at our imagination and unintentionally created this thing called love. Knowing that an illusion makes reality sound less evil, no wonder we all seek it."

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hese were few peoms written for you. Hoping ull carry them dearly to your heart along all roads. Im really going to miss you and your grumpy face, your chinky smile, your funny hair and most importantly the way you make me laugh.
I hope i even smile again once you leave cause no matter how far or close we are, my heart won't tell ghe difference.

Yours lovingly
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This letter too almost took about 10 minutes to complete. I just dumped my emotions onto a piece of paper and kept on writing.
Deeep deeeep in my heart i hope he feels the same.
With no hesitation i ran next door to say my final goodbyes and as soon as i reached there to my surprise he was already standing all ready with his luggage
Looking at that view i couldn't help but freeze in my footsteps.
A little part of me inside actually thought he would stay.
I immediately looked up and seen him running towards me and hugged me till my face became red.
In that moment i was too shy to give him the letter so i just slipped it in his backpack while he hugged me.
My legs were trembling my hands were numb. I couldn't think straight.
But the moment he started dragging his suitcase down the hall i became to feel something. That something was pure pain. The last look he gave me and then turned his face and no sooner than that i couldn't see him anymore.
But that last look will be imprinted in my mind forever no doubt.
So that was the last.
The last i seen of him. I wish there was a poem to describe how im feeling right now. Oh how i wish.
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Sometimes have u noticed we tend to read our emotions. We know what we feel but yet we crave to find out exactly what it is, we crave to hear our pain in another dilemma.
Poems help us that way. Their writings are about human emotions so when we read them we know what we are feeling is natural. That million others have felt it too
In simple words to say peoms are relatable and the make us feel less insane.

Ps: im sorry for the chapter being so hasty and all over the place but i can safely say im involving with every chapter. All thanks to you guys. Feel free to correct any mistake you like. Im open to judgement
Thank you once again :)

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