How Did I Get Here You’re going through the motions, The days pass in a blur. Not sure you’re making progress Though you’re not who you once were. You then drift a little further And the days turn into years And slowly, you’re left wondering How on earth did I get here? How Did I …
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Doodle | Poem
Doodle I took my pen. I drew you out. I got you wrong. I rubbed you out. I honed my craft. I tried again. I failed with mice And then with men And then with landscapes Laced with trees. Where others seemed to draw with ease My lines were sloppy, Colours weak, Your essence greyed, …
Metamorphosis | Poem
Metamorphosis I’m tired of waiting, being stuck on the verge. Done being a caterpillar, I long to emerge As a beautiful butterfly, flying free in the world; It’s all that I’ve dreamt of since I was a girl. Metamorphosis is a short poem by English poet, Ms Moem. © All rights reserved.
Poem About Comparing Yourself | She Is Not Me
She Is Not Me I can’t rationally compare myself With any other girl I see Because I am not her and She is not me. She Is Not Me is a short poem about comparing yourself by English poet, Ms Moem. © You can buy a copy of this poem on Etsy: https://www.etsy.com/uk/listing/979126859/she-is-not-me-by-ms-moem-comparison-gift
Mind Reader | Poem
Mind Reader Sometimes I like to assume that others can read minds So when I’m standing there in front of them, saying that I’m fine That they’d say to me, now really, you don’t have to pretend. I can see something is bugging you. Come on, tell me, I’m your friend. But of course they …
Home | Poem
Home This is our base, our favourite place our beginning and end to each day. It’s our triumph and glory, that these walls tell stories as they soak up all we do and say. This is our space. Each corner is laced with items we’ve chosen with care. From sweet scented candles, to fixtures & …
Poem About Family | Family Matters
Family Matters You could gather a million treasures. You could search from coast to coast. The most valuable thing you’ll find Is that family matters most. Family Matters is a short poem about family by English poet, Ms Moem.
We Begin | Poem
We Begin We begin not by wanting to exist, but by chance. A complex dance of nature. Nurtured. Take your talk of fate and seek to make more of your turn. Learn what makes you tick because you don’t have to stick with what is presented; pretending it’s your thing when it’s not. You’ve got …
Misplaced Composition | Poem
Misplaced Composition You were the poem that got lost. Lines crossed and meter not quite right. You were a bright and bouncy piece scribbled frantically, imperfectly, impulsively. Some lines were more memorable than others. The opening verse rolled pleasingly round the mouth. Tentative dabbling with words formed the ambling core. The closing stanza was somehow …
Comfort | Poem
Comfort I am every star and butterfly. I’m rainbows painted in the sky. I am every memory you recall. I am comfort. That is all. Comfort is a short poem by Ms Moem.
