Leah Michele

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A skull.
Fleshless, cracked
And empty.
...

I wish they'd stop observing me
Noticing my oddities
And seeing the cuteness in them
...

How did we get here?
Don't get me wrong,
I like where we are...
...

The shadows are following me.
Every corner I turn,
They are lingering behind.
I can't escape them.
...

Time passes
And things change
I just can't keep up
Even when I try to write
...

I watch the street crumble;
Concrete cracking all around.
Craters so big...
...

This paper and pen aren't working for ventilation anymore.
There's too much going on in my head
To write out in a way that makes sense.
Lately it's been building up more
...

There's nothing original about me
Except the way I managed to merge everyone and everything I see together
Molding it all like Play-Doh
To create me
...

Pick your poison
One is sweeter than the other,
But does that make the affect any different
...

Letting go is hard to do.
The hardship of letting go of someone so near and dear,
Is something that must be done by everyone; he, she, me and you.
...

11.

1: 00 am
As I get ready to go to bed, I see snow fall from a sky coloured red.
Fresh snow on the ground, trees and rooftops untouched.
I open the window. I can smell the cold and hear the wind as it blows the silver snow in the air.
...

Can't say what I think; Can't write what I want
I think the thoughts I think were meant to stay inside.
Because when I try to say them
I sit there with my mouth open wide
...

Into the madness she goes,
The insanity consuming her.
Dare she turn back?
Nobody knows...
...

The look in your eyes says you want me as much as I want you
But I'm not sure if it's just lust; the fact that it's been so long for me
Or is this what I really want to do
...

It's dark.
There is nothing here but an old, dusty mirror.
I gaze into it,
But I don't see myself,
...

If your mind has to pick
between the one you love
and the one you like,
Do you really love that person?
...

Is it creepy that I know people
That don't know me?
Does it make me some kinda stalker?
When I know things about you,
...

His teeth in my neck
I know I should stop him
But I don't want to
It feels too good
...

Got that touch
I missed so much
When it's you I'm craving
I can't help my misbehaving
...

The situations,
cause complications.
What is it with my generation?
We never have enough
...

Leah Michele Biography

I'm 24yrs old and started writing poetry when I was in JHS.. I don't have that much experience, I just write what comes to my head. I've taken an Intro to Poetry class to help get rid of my writers block... Now I have several unfinished pieces that I've been working on for a while (some for over a year) that I hope to get done soon and newer pieces that I've been working on as well. Thank you for taking your time to read this and the few pieces I have published to the site. I hope you enjoy them XD)

The Best Poem Of Leah Michele

The Skull

A skull.
Fleshless, cracked
And empty.

Its vacant eyes
Starring
Into the future...
A future that never came.

It, just there
Unable to think
About what could have been
Or to reminisce and remember

A skull,
Just sitting there.
Once filled with a brain
Full of ideas and memories,
Now empty.
Left to sit there on the table
As if it were a paperweight,
Or a centerpiece.

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