These Lines
January 25, 2023
A table turned
Left on its own
Yet to be set back up
These lines mean nothing again
I twist and scream
Yearning for her touch
And sweetened words yet
Her lines hold no truth once more
We crawl back
Into the shell of ourselves
Like we did back then
These lines aren’t real when read back
These lines mean nothing
These lines hold no truth
These lines aren’t real
These lines aren’t words from me
Jasper • Feb 17, 2023 at 11:20 am
I really like how he got creative with the writing. I also really enjoyed the end where he had said the lines hold no truth. Also i feel like this poem is personal and I love that.
Martha Calderon • Feb 17, 2023 at 10:24 am
Loved the creativity you had in writting this poem! While reading the poem, I could get a feeling of tension. Great job!!!!