Bamboo Shoots Submission for September 2022 Writing Contest
Going Away
I’m going away, in these few precious days
I am not okay, It feels like I am in a daze
Watching as my life passes me by.
The hour goes like a sad goodbye.
Idle hands are the devil’s workshop
No lights but the moonlight
I watch it all pass like a bus stop.
No sound because I’m airtight.
Uncertainty, my heart is on display.
Carelessly, my thoughts in cold decay.
I’m going away, in these few precious days
But today, It feels like I am in a daze
sooo good!
Bad Faith
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good job!!
What a nice poem!
Good job, I really liked this poem!
nice one
Amazing, I can definitely relate to this poem.
Very Well Written, Keep up the good work.
Thank you so much for a poem that speaks clearly to the theme of “going away.” I enjoyed the end rhymes that help to move the language forward as well as the strong images presented poetically (e.g., moonlight, bus stop and heart). The use of metaphors, layered with multiple meanings demonstrate a depth and cleverness in this poem.