Why does the wind create that howl
and with it such a sensation?
It's in your heart, your mind, your soul.
It seems to reach for your very cognition.
You sit, so still, in your room - just sulk.
The thinness of glass is so frightening;
it tries to fight the mighty howl
but cannot hold it back,
as that blow drives against your window
from the world outside, with no mercy, it seems.
Or does it prefer not to see you sulk so much?
Does it ask what's in your heart, your mind, your soul?
Perhaps this is its way of wanting you
to know its wish, its supplication.
Does a wind howl to make a plea?
(7 Sep 2023)
Categories:
sulk, crazy, depression, i miss
Form: Free verse
The shadow sulked in a puddle of drool,
Dribbling, it bawled out its eyes on a stool,
Hot chocolate with tears,
Starbursts and gummy bears,
It’s hard to devour sweets when you’re a ghoul.
30/10/22
Categories:
sulk, fun, halloween, humor,
Form: Limerick
Sitting in my closed room
Filled with a wave of bitter gloom,
I hear your words outside
Sounding like a curse to my awaiting doom.
I know you think i'm wasting my time
Doing things which seem to you a crime
But you've no idea how bad it hurts
As your words in my mind lingeringly chime.
I wish i could go back to the days
When i adored your loving gaze,
But now they've melted into the darkness
Vanishing without a trace.
There are loads that i want to tell you
But just sulk around is all you do
So i guess i'll just leave them unsaid
To you, whom i thought i once knew.
Categories:
sulk, anger, conflict, emotions, father
Form: Rhyme
I will love you,even sulk.
I will just wait for you.
Whether you want me or not.
I will still remember you.
I will love you,even sulk.
I will just wait for you.
This life is my now named your.
Whether It's gum me now,reward is yours.
I will just laugh and say this.
I was yours I will be yours.
I will love you,even sulk.
I will just wait for you.
Whether you want me or not.
I will still remember you.
Categories:
sulk, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: I do not know?
You believe sulk,but do not forget this.
Love is yours illuminating us.
Without which you are nothing.
And we also without yours nothing.
Believe you sulk, but do not forget this.
Stay ahead you,we are happy behind.
But no,even then,we have some sad.
You see me no longer turn,
then where do you want to us enjoy.
You believe sulk,but do not forget this.
Love I'd yours illuminated us.
Categories:
sulk, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: I do not know?
Now We Stand And Sulk
We were the two
standoffish
in a small pond.
One day,
how I wished
we got carried away,
to a rubbing
of our fins and bellies,
so fond.
Life would have smiled on good fate,
a favorable life,
how my eyes belay.
Instead gloom frowned on and on,
off and off,
over and over.
At worst it brought me to her,
lost and lost.
When we did get carried away,
on a magic carpet,
to aquarium land,
our tails touched briefly
to her indifference.
Bubbles shot to the surface,
hers,
big round ones,
made just for me.
I looked at her puffing lips,
bad,
"I hate you."
I look back,
my puffing lips,
bubbling,
to no effect,
"asking why."
She raced away.
See I told you.
Our life now a crayon box
of pebbles, plastic seaweed,
my votive candles,
and unanswered prayers,
inside a glass box,
us,
swimming inharmonious.
Yet we're petted,
externally,
and not internally
to the puzzlement
of onlookers and me.
Each day passing by,
the two standoffish,
each immune,
to sitting together.
connie pachecho
2/16/18
Categories:
sulk, how i feel, lost
Form: Free verse
Left alone to sit n sulk
of stresses there's a bulk
all leave the house at nine
I'm left only to sit n whine
we live in a mansion
maintaining it is a tension
all get back only to dine
hungry inmates for food pine
they take it for granted
that ill have cooked all ,that's wanted
none to lend a helping hand
morning to night I prepare meals grand
cleaning the place is another domain
Its a mania ,which to accomplish is a pain
Always I move around with a duster
I wish to see most things maintain their lustre
grandchildren get home at lunch
looking always for new stuff to munch
their parents get back late
they run to their arms straight
each one then leaves
that's when some tension reweaves
They don't realise I'm not that agile
With time I'm rendered fragile
I muse will this cleanliness mania ever be released?
or my duties eased
my life it seems has freezed.
Categories:
sulk, anger, anxiety, beauty, betrayal,
Form: Rhyme
There is a sense that permeates our souls
That places value on the good of all.
Humankind is viewed then as a whole.
Blame not allocated to a Fall.
Shall we believe that God can sulk for aeons
That he will torment creatures for their sin?
Such theories are dilemmas to our brains
And put us in a race we cannot win.
Should Eve and Adam still be here on earth
If on that plum they had not sucked and bit?
It makes our lives seem to have little worth
To take this as a given in Holy Writ.
For life’s for adults, not for girls and boys.
Do “Christian” theories take the place of toys?
Categories:
sulk, religion, sin, truth,
Form: Sonnet
Not only the one who sulks does barely nothing,
he also bums out the rest of his acquaintances,
diminishing their cheerfulness and good will,
strewing this distressing mentality among other folks,
getting their minds infected with his contagious stress
It's all but inherent in humans to mope now and then,
yet there are fellows who do so too frequently;
they contaminate other minds with their behavior,
Thus they're giving rise to more mopers and so on;
Let's not be mopers so that life smiles at us and we at her.
Categories:
sulk, adventure, analogy, beauty, bereavement,
Form: Free verse