Teen Ink: Teen Magazine, Poetry, Blogs, College, Music, Movie & Book Reviews, Fiction
SUBSCRIBE SUBMIT WORK
Subscribe
Submit Work
Join Teen Ink
About Us
Teen Ink Store
Tell A Friend
Contests
beRED on AOL
Bulletin Board
Partners
Resources
Celebrity
Interviews
Advertise
Subscribing
Schools
Link to Us
Contact Us








Previous Article Poetry Index Next Article

Drowning
Bhuvaneswari R.,
Sleepy Hollow, NY

Send your work

Email a Friend

Bulletin Board

Teen Ink Blogs



By Michael F., Virginia Beach, VA

Bubbles like dreams dance to the surface
Seeing the world for the first time,
But my feet and hands are shackled to the abyss,
Oh, these transparent and aqueous chains!
Through the kaleidoscope and rippling surface
I see hazy gulls soaring on drafts,
Ballerinas in the sky,
Flying ever higher.
A scream escapes my scarred lungs,
Mere vibrations eaten by the current -
Invisible hands beating and bruising
Laughing and challenging all around.
How my lips long for the taste of the breeze,
Eyes for the colors of the clouds and trees,
And feet for support of the rich soil.
That would be the beginning,
But how do I swim?




Previous Article Poetry Index Next Article