My name is Elle, like the word 'she' in French. I am a poet, a reader, and an aspiring author. I am skeptical about everyone. It takes time for me to trust. Then again, I am too trusting. I play soccer as a sport. I am a huge fan of both Harry Potter (the books) and Star Wars. I have many questions, but most are bottled up. I have many emotions, much of which are also bottled. Writing helps me escape the chaos of my world. The Earth is cruel, unfair. It has taken me years to figure that out. I am highly intelligent, most who meet me say that I am wise beyond my years. My poetry is random, about the thing that comes to mind. If I fail, I try to find out why. If I am betrayed, I want to know why and to exact revenge. That's a little extreme. But I do. You can't say that you don't. I want my voice to be heard, but how can it? I am one person in a million. I am young, so therefor dumb to some. I am small, how can anyone see me? I am shy, how can I speak up? I am quiet. I am childish, in a way. I am attached, if you count inanimate objects as attachments. But I will find a way. If it is here, then so be it. I know that I can. So I will. My poetry can be very emotional. Like Only One Thing. I was helpless and angry, furious, even. My poetry is deep. I see things that others don't. I know much more than the average person my age. It all reflects in my poetry. Read some. Read my pain. My want. Hooray for words! I also like quotes. Be prepared for a very weird and random ride. On my roller coaster of chaos. "This is a new day, a new beginning." -Ahsoka Tano (See my Star Wars geekiness kicking in?)
Words. They float across the page, across my mind, for every age, stage, and one.
All poems are copyright of the originating author. Permission must be obtained before using or performing others' poems.
To Fly (22/01/2020)
The Something (28/07/2019)
The Stars (10/05/2019)
Imprisoned in My Mind (26/02/2019)
Too Young (20/01/2019)
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