Jumbled

by Sunshine   Apr 8, 2011


If I was to dip
my pen, deep inside
the inker I carry
everywhere I go;
being an outlandish...

I'd come up with
a fifth season,
that doesn't make sense,

a new history that
doesn't lacks clues,

and a new novel,
that needs characters,
or perhaps just a scrambled
map to suit my sentiments,

for it's nothing more than
jumbled hurt.

by: Rania Moallem

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  • 13 years ago

    by Cindy

    Nana
    I loved reading this piece by you. I usually go for the sad poems. I was really caught up with the jumbled hurt. Trying to make different ways to make sense of all our jumbled thoughts that run around in our heads. Love the making of a fifth season, the novel and the map. Very creative.
    ~Clapping~
    Great job!
    Love Cindy

  • 13 years ago

    by Poet on the Piano

    Wow I am so proud of you, did you write these all today? So many new ones, and this had such a unique twist....the idea of writing and creating in the mind a new 'fifth' season, and inventing new characters/ plot for a novel shows your ink runs deep, but that these emotions are jumbled now...I love how you tied that one word in with your ink and "inker" and how a map might suit best with mismatched places of your heart...a thoughtful write from your soul.

    Almost 100th poem! Congrats Nana!
    ~MaryAnne

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