Jessica Roux

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Through summer’s cool breeze
To winter’s bare trees;
The missing pieces found the empty puzzle.
...

2.

It’s true
that life exists
beneath the surface.
But
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A storm of constant cliché
Lie in my body.
The translucent heart
And the precious bone(s)
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Rain lashes down
But the tree remains motionless.
The leaves rustle from flimsy branches
And eventually fall onto foreign ground
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There’s something floating outside my window
But I cannot fully see for my blinds are shut.

I release the blinds with my eager hands
...

A constant journey
Never ceasing
Corrupts my mind
Without an apology
...

The puzzle was scattered
All over the floor
Some pieces hid beneath
Crevices in the ground
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Jessica Roux Biography

2006: I'm young and have always had a passion for writing. There are always so many thoughts churning in my head, and it sometimes becomes hard to write them all down in a perfect manner. I don't ever intend to read my poetry out loud, in fact, I cringe if I let someone read my poetry and they begin to read it aloud. I would rather just be able to view my thoughts, not hear them. 12/4/07: I feel as if I should updatee about myself. Not that many actually aquire time to do such upsurd things, but I am just doing this for the sake of doing it. I'm more temporary than the seasons, and I'm constantly phasing. My mind is boiling over with words and thoughts and pictures-none are reoccuring. So I do my best to capture them for the sheer reason that my mind is far from photographic and my mind strays away from the reality that I, myself create. No one knows who I am, I prefer to remain a mystery. I errupt with every emotion possible, and I never stay within close bounds. Sometimes I am caught in the state of intertia, but I'm sometimes stubborn, and can't accept the driving force (when it actually does come) . I am filled with love, so much that it makes me sick. The human race is decaying every minute, but growing every second. Really, in actuality, all I'm trying to do is be who I was created to be. I want to see everything, feel everything, be everything, and hear everything. I long to be Limitless. And nothing else.)

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Fulfilled Journey

Through summer’s cool breeze
To winter’s bare trees;
The missing pieces found the empty puzzle.

No longer do days seem outnumbered
No longer is nighttime a lie.
The heart’s beat—no longer inconsistent-

Finally
Rhythmic.

Finally
a Purpose

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