Your Poem...

My name is Teddy.

Today I feel like a quiet nothing crawling in a black hole.

Sometimes I am a dragon

Sometimes I am a mouse

But always I am present

I ask the world, "why does nothing make sense?"

And the answer is a quiet nothing crawling in a black hole.

@EmmaE

My Poem I'm a flower

My name is Dahlia.

Today I feel like a flower blooming in the garden.

Sometimes I am a dragonfly

Sometimes I am a butterfly

But always I am flower.

I ask the world, "What am I?"

And the answer is a flower blooming in the garden..

@EmmaE

mhm let me try this.. 

my name is monai 

today i feel like a confused deer running in the wild 

sometimes i am a deer 

sometimes i am an extraterrestrial life 

but always i am conscious 

i ask the world, “why is it so hard to be understood?” 

and the answer is, a confused deer running in the wild 

how did i do?! 🫣

@EmmaE 

Black Bird

My name is Trevor.

Today I feel like a black bird flying in the dark.

Sometimes I am an observer.

Sometimes I am an obstacle.

But always I am invisible.

I ask the world, "Why can’t they see me?"

And the answer is because I am a black bird flying in the dark.

@EmmaE

My name is Seire

Today I feel like a mindless jellyfish floating in the sea

Sometimes I am the ocean waves, wild and free

Sometimes I am a senseless honeybee

But always I am empty

I ask the world, "When will I find the real me?"

And the answer is a mindless jellyfish floating in the sea. 

(Thanks for sharing this poem prompt... I had fun writing it 💗)

@EmmaE my name is lola

Today I feel like a explorer taking a stroll through Jurassic park! 

Sometimes I am fun

Sometimes I am dumb

But always I am trying

I ask the world what is our reason in life?

And the answer is being a explorer taking a stroll through Jurassic park

My name is Tilly.

Today I feel like an old cat, sleeping in the sun.

Sometimes I am an ocean

Sometimes I am a puddle

But always I am there.

I ask the world, “Does anyone appreciate me?"

And the answer is an old cat, sleeping in the sun. 

My name is Cherry

Today I feel like a spring leaf floating in the wind

Sometimes I am a feather

Sometimes I am a weight

But I always I am curious 

I ask the world, "What is my purpose?"

And the answer is a spring leaf floating in the wind