All writing published for Sijo
aditi (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
The sea is dying, it’s azure hue fading to an inky blackness.
We have fallen into the deep ravine of pollution, and struggle to survive.
Our unique world will take its last breath. Don’t let it.
Animals are shot by the day, their blood staining the ground.
Babies cry for their mothers, becoming orphans
Extinction is in sight- it’s now or never.
Our majestic forests are diminishing rapidly.
Towering trees have fallen mercy to humans.
The natural wonders of the...
about 1 year ago
aditi (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
The sea is dying, it’s azure hue fading to an inky blackness.
We have fallen into the deep ravine of pollution, and struggle to survive.
Our unique world will take its last breath. Don’t let it.
over 1 year ago
Saman (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
Alone in this sea, clouds rolling in, I will surely sink here.
Then lights on the horizon; growing closer, ever closer...
I'm united with those once like me, and we can weather the storm.
over 1 year ago
Starflower (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
A cool wind cascades from the mountain side like water
It is the breath of the trees, enveloping me with peace
I inhale the liquid air and know I am one with the earth.
over 1 year ago
Hiba Shaikh (India) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
over 1 year ago
Mary Wall (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
(a) One who lives in the clouds of their own imagination; An unconventional person.
Pain brings many to their knees in confusion and hopelessness.
Others cling to a silver lining and write their own stories.
Suffering brings connection that makes us beautifully broken.
over 1 year ago
jamuwu (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
He gave us these tender loving kisses in the height of the day
But when these hunted nights came, his rough punches comes into play
You scarred me but I'm still in peace, for forgiveness showed me the way
over 1 year ago
Filipino The Best!!! (Australia) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
one early sunny Thursday morning, the chariots with horses go past the town every day and morning, the wondaful.
Then the sheriff had woken up and his name is Willie, and so Willie opens the door wide open with a smile no his face and admirers the beautiful sunrise in the perfect blue sky.
”It’s my dowdy to take good care of this town and make shore everything in it all doing the right and safe thing, if not, I’m afraid...
over 1 year ago
she’s-got-a-story (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
over 1 year ago
Harlow (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
Strumming, humming, buzzing, tapping. I can't stop playing for anything.
And playing heals me. I'm not worthless or useless. I'm just me.
And I only want to be me so I don't stop playing.
over 1 year ago
Bookworm101 (Australia) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
The old clothes hanging on the line: the symbol of a vanished brother.
An untouched room, dust gathering on comics and clothing.
He is gone forever, and I cry as I write his story.
over 1 year ago
Cornflower Burst (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
Soaring above the clouds I'm scraping the winds, no feelings at all.
But yet- I fall down, down, down, to the ground. can't think-what now?
I get up from the ground and fly again. So free again. To fly.
over 1 year ago
lindz_the_nerd (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
None of my business? I'm sorry, I was just trying to help.
What distinguishes my business from yours? My problems from yours?
If we would all help each other, problems would get solved.
over 1 year ago
lindz_the_nerd (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
None of my business? I'm sorry, I was just trying to help.
What distinguishes my business from yours? My problems from yours?
If we would all help each other, problems would be solved.
over 1 year ago
Kayla Vanderpool (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
I watched a person walk by today. Their head was in the clouds,
submerged in silver mysteries, chasing white daydreams and the sun;
they tripped, cascading back to earth with opaque eyes; and the clouds floated on.
over 1 year ago
TerenNeret (Malaysia) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
Under her pink duvet, the fierce glow of a laptop screen
She could be anything- secret agent, lover, hero
A shame she chose anonymity, hidden under hate
over 1 year ago
Ezekiel Nightshade (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
They say I can't be who I am, that I am not God's child
But I pray to Him who made me in His heaven above
A reply, whispered: "I love you just as you are, and you are Mine"
over 1 year ago
New York_dreamer (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
I always gazed to the illusion of being known by all
Then I swooped down from the clouds to where I truly belong
Instead, I looked into the mirror and smiled at what I saw.
over 1 year ago
New York_dreamer (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
I always gazed to the illusion of being known by all
Then I swooped down from the clouds to where I truly belong
Instead, I looked into the mirror and smiled at what I saw.
over 1 year ago
New York_dreamer (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
I always gazed to the illusion of being known by all
Then I swooped down from the clouds to where I truly belong
Instead, I looked into the mirror and smiled at what I saw.
over 1 year ago
lovelylittlewriter (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
i have always found myself wandering and wondering
and i have been searching and finding and digging and looking
for me, for myself, for that little person who dreamt of it all
over 1 year ago
Caroline Munkhdelger (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
I'm overwhelmed by the mountain of choices to be made, the work to be done.
To the times when I wore my hair loose and let my mind get lost.
This is a different type of lost; this lost promises being found for good.
over 1 year ago
RedWriter (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
Grazing on a lonely hill high above the little town,
Are sixteen sheep and a small lamb that look like breathing clouds
Oh how I wish I could walk even there among the breathing clouds
over 1 year ago
paganpoetry (United States) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
The letter I've been holding trembles beneath my fingers,
The ones with pencil grey stains and bite marks meant for erasers.
They are thrilled that they won't staple rejection on my sleeve this time.
over 1 year ago
Ali S (Australia) published:
PROMPT: Sijo
she wore sunlight like a crown; the waves bowed in humble response
to their shoeless monarch. on crushed seashells and the blue of the sky,
with bright clouds and wet sand beneath her, she is a goddess.
over 1 year ago