Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Poem 15: Onomatopoeia Poem

Tic-tock, the clock of life dwindles down.
The shuffle of day to day human activity flutters in your eyes.
Mumble the words you've been wanting to leak through your lips,
and blurt the shining truth from your soul.
Squash your insecurities & slash the negativity,
but giggle at the simple fact that you can.
Rattle your hips, shuffle your feet, let your confidence roar. 
Let things click into place, go your own way.
But always come back to the rustling that is living.


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