Poem -

SELF MODEL

...so who do I look up to now? Where is the model that I can emulate? I am almost an only child in a world that I only live in.
No blame game, just circumstances taking a swipe and I justice having a field day. How I wish life would go my way, having casts of gold that I only have to mould away...but No
I'm left in a forest and made to cut me a path to my dreams with no maps, no guides, no help. Bruises and years of pain bear me withness and unpardonable mistakes and regrets that need not speak a word.
I am no hero, with no model, just a surjourner and a stranger on a planet called Earth with one goal in mind-Survive today as well.

Like 1 Pin it 0
Support CosmoFunnel.com

Support CosmoFunnel.com

You can help support the upkeep of CosmoFunnel.com via PayPal.

Log in to leave a comment.

Comments

author
sparrowsong

Hello EmKay...

Welcome to Cosmo!

It's not easy to know where you belong with so many paths to take...

Some may say it begins with a dream but, it starts differently for everyone...

​​​​​​People start from different places...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

Reply
Poem -

THAT'S ENOUGH

Though what you gave is small
and truly cannot last a week
i appreciate it the most
...

Poem -

EXOTERIC

EXOTERIC

Aren't we all scared out of our skin?
Now that we have been briefed
How are we less confident...

Poem -

SOUND THE BELL

SOUND THE BELL

I know what this is
You are not fooling me this time round
I know the battle that simmers...

Latest poems in Narrative

Poem -

A SINATRA WANNABE

Modelled himself on Sinatra hopeful of success
Copied all his mannerisms the poise and finesse...

Poem -

The last time I saw her.

The last time I saw her she was cold,
Her skin drained and grey.

All of her seemed old,...

Poem -

Top Drawer

Top Drawer

I have this one particular
top drawer
sitting in my living room
I swear, it must be...

Advertise on CosmoFunnel.com