Huba Huba

United States

Writer, poet, musician, wanna-be-botanist.
Sleep deprived.
Call me a monster, I put milk in before the cereal.
I'm probably eating ramen right now or having a mental breakdown.
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Joined: May 26, 2020

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I changed it like a lot because i didnt like the original. I'll lengthen this in the future!

Wars Within

April 7, 2021

a young bird admires
the glistening brightness, the 
blueish haze of the ocean, 
reflecting the sky. little 
did she know, the ocean would 
drown her in its salt, and
its dark, melancholy, deep end. 
it was until then she knew regret.  

after surviving the fall, 
she saw a shining, conspicuous fruit. 
she was drawn to the berry; 
she knew the beauty radiated poison, 
for beauty had already deceived her,
but her feet could not stop inching forward. 
it was until then she realizes; that
regret begins our wages of war 
the fear of regret fights curiosity
Intellectualism fights Emotion. 

the fight is like an indecisive rider, 
they order a horse to turn left, 
but drag another horse to the right.



 

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2 Comments
  • Blue Jay

    This is a very thought-provoking poem! I really liked the metaphor, and I felt the pain of the poor little bird. The words you used also had a large effect on me, they are very descriptive so I could picture the situation. Stunning poem, i hope that you do well in the competition!


    6 months ago
  • nolongeractive

    This piece is just so stunning, I love the way you convey emotion and I know that your writing is going to do so well in the competition, and I am certainly rooting for you.


    6 months ago