A beautiful life
This is the most vague poem I ever wrote, because even I felt like my head was in the cloud while writing it. So please judge it for me, and what story you get from reading it.
In neighborhoods where you see everything
You’re bound to notice something
Things you wish to unsee,
But I see her.
Each day she cries
Each night she dances under the moonlight
Her lonely shadow squeeze my heart
But her smile hid all the pain inside
If only I can reach her
If only I can hold her hand
If only I can embrace her
If only I can show her
It’s a beautiful life out here
But if only wasn’t too late
Yet no matter how I wish it
I am too late…
19 Comments
lynyo
The freedom of being trapped!!! This one is very dark, unexpectedly dark if I may say so!
Jessica E. Larsen
Leave it to being lock in one place for 3 months and every shadows makes you a lot darker.
lynyo
I know what you mean, however, you have the gift to run free by your words
Jessica E. Larsen
Haha 😂 true… in my words I’m running wild free 😁
lynyo
You are!! Love that freedom
Ramyani Bhattacharya
Somehow it’s very poignant. It’s just the way of life for me. We see so many things that hurts us and we still go on.. loved it❤️
Jessica E. Larsen
The sweetest word I’ve read all weekend. Thank you 😁
Nour R.
I think it’s about watching a stranger and knowing they’re too far gone. And you can’t do anything about it because you’re strangers in the end.
Jessica E. Larsen
Oh my god I think you’ve just hit everything right! Thanks Nour wahh 😍
The V Pub
Sad but beautiful.
Jessica E. Larsen
Thanks Rob ❤
Jim Borden
An opportunity missed…
Jessica E. Larsen
Yep… so true
Simon
Getting lot of sad love stories and in the head! So touching. Well done Jessica 😍✨✍️
Jessica E. Larsen
Thank you so much Simon… I always appreciate your feedbacks 🙂
popsiclesociety
Sad but beautiful at the same time! I always told you you have a romantic soul 💕
Sometimes we can’t ignore love even if we want to…our heart cannot be controlled but unfortunately can be heartbreaking 💔
Jessica E. Larsen
Thank you so much Ribby 💞 I did imagine some kind of romance while writing it … 😁
Dracul Van Helsing
I get the feeling that this was a poem about somebody you wanted to help in the neighbourhood.
But she either moved away.
Or sadly died.
Jessica E. Larsen
Oh, it really is somewhere between that lines… and more like death I guess haha