Greet The Day poetry slam
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I am
The pitter patter of raindrops
On a window pane.
Where days pass
Like drops of rain
In a storm.
24 hours in a day
Too few, I say
Five to Sleep and Eight for School
With Ten hours left, not cool.
I’m at an age
Where work fills the rest of today’s page
On a good day, an hour to read
There's an ember in my heart,
One of burning passion,
It ignites every morning,
And reverts to its sparkiling state overnight,
And like clockwork,
I forget every night when I close my eyes,
Morning and I don’t get along
She makes my muscles weak and my eyelids heavy
I could live without her.
But I’ll tolerate her for scrambled eggs and bacon
Getting up and going out in the morning is hard
when the sun isn’t up yet and
I have to wait out in the cold at the bus stop.
Time passes quickly though,
Because I know I’ll feel better by Noon.
The day begins and my eyes shine
I see sunlight coming through my blinds
A familiar face appears in my head
And makes me get up and out of bed
He is telling me to change and put on my shoes
No need for alarm when the sun is present
My energies are replenished as I drink its golden dew
the smell of a new day arises
awakening the will to do more
how can it exlain it when there is not much to?
As the sun rises over the mountians,
I too must rise.
I greet the day with sleep clouded eyes,
And tangled bed head.
Even so, I look forward to each day.
Every day is a blessing,
The sun is so powerful
Bright with extra radiant
Extraordinary light illuminates the sky
The light kisses my face
Oh how I feel the warmth of its embrace
I open my eyes
I drag myself out of bed,
groggy and disheveled,
and greet the morning with
it's slap on my face.
Acheing with the sleep deprevation
from late-night homework.
I crawl to the bathroom
I wake up for the sun
for the future
for the fun
I wake up for everything
I wake up for the lovely
for the bliss
for the family
I wake up for everything
Sit down
sorrowful eyes
mind open
hopeless cry
Die here
or
write now
Love is
molecule gas
writing,
floating air
Writing
