no point crying

no point crying

A Poem by burning paper planes

the piece explains its self.


i feel all out of place, like my insides have been switched all

upside down

or like i'm a penguin on the moon or a morse code transmitter on a bus.

we can tap tap away with

d.o.t.s and d-a-s-h-e-s

and yet we are never heard becuase we are on the moon

and sound doesnt travel too well in space.


my new favourite word is


because i enjoy using it in things that i



i got it wrong.

sound doesnt travel in space at all.

which means scenes where the spaceship blows up

and there is this bang, its wrong

because my heart went boom and no one heard

and so they shouldnt hear a spaceship,

whether its in space or not.


im sticking pins through my fingers to

remind my skin just how to feel

and im jumping on the shattered glass

after ive spilt the milk just to make the




© 2010 burning paper planes

Author's Note

burning paper planes
ignore grammar as per.

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Nicely said.

Posted 10 Years Ago

I really liked this, I always enjoy a skillfully thought out poem tha also brings a laugh with its madness. this was excellent, keep it up

Posted 10 Years Ago

That is really sad. Almost made me cry. It was something I could really relate to quite a bit. I have dealt with pain. I have dealt with life and alot more than most people can handle.

Posted 10 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Added on May 17, 2010
Last Updated on May 17, 2010


burning paper planes
burning paper planes

Preston, Lancs, United Kingdom

i've been told my words are beautiful i've been told that they make people cry therefore id like you to read something and give a second to tell me why thankyou more..