Something I wrote today. I haven’t been writing poetry for a while, but it’s a really good outlet and it will always be my favorite form of literature. I call this poem Holiday, as you can see. Sometimes we get too wrapped up in the shallow portrayals of the holidays that we actually forget that it has a deeper significance- whatever that may be to us. Enjoy the rest of the holidays, everyone!
Trapped in a still,
A swift motion picture goes around me-
People portray smiling faces
Wrapped in the truth of the imaginary.
The shallow perceive;
But only the wise can see.
Can happiness, joy and love
Be so empty?
The loneliness pushes
To reminisce that of ghosts past-
That foreshadow today’s reality.
They tell me to listen quietly.
Listen to the silence beneath
The crackle of the firecrackers,
The cries of a hidden warrior
From inside the depths of me-
That only the wise can see.