24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
He bottles up his emotions
Hoping to mask his pain with the alcohol in his veins.
To zoom past the fears and onto the healing
But the heat of those moments will never change his past.
He looks back at those times with a strange glance
His lethargic behavior was self deprecating and dismal
In hopes of healing he turned to his lover.
👃🏽😁
Smells like a challenge
😍😍🧐🧐💩💩💩
Love it, will I sound like shit though?
🤡🤡🤡☠️☠️☠️☠️🤠🤠🤠🔥🔥🔥
Be a total clown, die of embarrassment, or ride like a champ and have some fiery work?
The Phoenix has a multitude of phases and paths
Throughout it’s journey it was will rise and fall like humans
The most beautifully chaotic phase is during the death and rebirth cycle.
You see after it’s burnt itself into ashes
It’s renewed into a much stronger and more resilient bird.
Humans also resemble similar phases throughout thier life cycles.
There are moments of deep grief, loss, and extreme sadness that we sense
Some of us understand more than others the type of pains that can lead us to the darkest depths of our cognitive functions.
Others will recognize how easily we can get lost in those dark thoughts, which turn into cages of imprisonments of our minds.
I want to remind you that the resiliency we have can and will conquer any darkness we face.
Our minds will also go through the season of the Pheonix and burn themselves to ashes,
As we will rise to become even more tenacious, more experienced, and much stronger than we began.
Bops help you hop and drop to down to do squats.
A bop can help you groove to a rhythm while you move.
A bop can’t be stopped, unless you think it’s a flop.
Bops make you dance, unless you want to keep your stance.
Choose the beat to help you move your feet.
And the bop will keep getting you hot.
Stars float into the ocean as I drive into the night sky
I wonder if the nights are as lonely for the creatures in the sea as they are for me.
Sleepily, I look into the sky as I rock in my canoe.
Listening only to the ripples of the water,
Seeing only the bright silver dots in the endless curtain of darkness.
I wonder if the beauty I see tonight is overlooked by the creatures of the land.
Dipping my fingertips into the refreshingly freezing water,
As I feel the warmth and humidity of the summer breeze against my cheek.
Gazing into the moon, there is a feeling of deep calmness I achieve on this rocking boat…
I wonder if I will ever gain this sense of peace with myself when I’m surrounded by the city.
Recipe for Disaster:
Sprinkle a little stressing out over the situation you’re faced with.
Make sure to add around 4 cups of overthinking in addition to the stress, and marinate the situation with both for an additional four days.
Now after the four days are marinated with stress and overthinking, you can being playing and replaying the worst possible results for the situation in your head for another 12 hours. This will lead to you being psyched out about the whole thing all together. Don’t worry! That’s normal during this process.
Finally you will manifest the worst cases that you replayed in your head as your true reality.
Hello Everyone!
My name is Harmeet and I’m excited to do this for the second time. My first half marathon was 5 years ago and a lot has changed since then. I am excited to write and share the work that will produced during this year’s marathon.
I have been working on a novel for the past month or so. I believe that the word count goals for that book will help me during this 12 hour writing session. I also hope to see prompts that will increase my inspiration. I also think this will also be a great way for me to become more disciplined for my book as well.
Good luck and I look forward to reading your work too!