Drowning (tenative) ...a poem #poetry #mypoetry

Drowning  (Tentative title)

by Michelle Marie H aka Naila Moon

copyright June 8, 2022

Feel like I am 

In a sea of illusion.

Feeling

Confusion.

Right or left

Which way to go?

People pretending.

Wanting a piece 

Of me

Then flee.

Cast off like

Nothing.

I am supposed

To not feel

Or want

Or need.

No!

I am just supposed 

To be

Or so they say.

I am

Nothing.

Flames

Rise

And 

Fall.

Souls 

Do too.

I am supposed 

To be strong.

I am supposed

To withstand

It all.

Instead

I am crying

Alone

And 

drowning.

See

Me.

In the Moonbeam...a poem

In the Moonbeam
by MR aka Naila Moon
All rights reserved Feb. 2016

I looked out on the horizon of the night.
The moon shown brightly,
As moonbeams struck the Earth below.

I called out your name
As if you were there,
Waiting for me,

I desperately searched,
To catch a glimpse
Of the love you used to have
For me.

You were not there.

I only saw shadows dancing
In the beams of what had been.
A distant likeness,
Now,
Gone.

I attempted to hold
those shadows
But they only fell through my fingers,
Displaying only memories
Of time gone by.

I continued to wait,
Hoping,
Living,
Breathing,
But in the end,

You were not there,
And I had to move on,

Alone.