I love words. I love art. I love Jesus.
People have called me an "old soul"
Since I was just a kid;
Amazed by my youthful knowledge.
The price, I always hid.
By D'Shan Berry3 months ago in Poets
With red and green surrounding me,
All I can feel is blue.
The music of the caroling
Does not seem to ring true.
At first, we gathered just to mourn,
Our own griefs our own way,
But we've come beside each other;
Built friendships that will stay.
By D'Shan Berry7 months ago in Poets
I found out you were gone on April Fool's.
However mean, I prayed it was a joke,
But truth reverberated through my soul:
You'd left like an ephemeral wisp of smoke.
By D'Shan Berry11 months ago in Poets
There once was a lad from Toledo,
Who swam as fast as a torpedo.
He had them all beat,
But all he would eat
Were French fries and spicy burritos.
By D'Shan Berry12 months ago in Poets
There once was a laddie from Limerick,
Who fainted at thought of a pin prick.
No needles, swore he,
Will e'r be near me,
Inching to my end,
Time slows as death draws closer;
Each moment, precious.
By D'Shan Berryabout a year ago in Poets
The moment slips by —
Out of reach, into the past,
Ever in my mind.
Under a bushel, I hide me;
Afraid to show my light.
Careful not to draw attention,
I shrink in the world's sight.
A part of me only feels safe
September washes over me
like a riptide —
pulling me down,
dragging me out
into a vast sea of sorrows,
far away from
the safety of shore.
She's a single mom, working hard,
Going back to school.
Got divorced, had a cancer scare;
Life can seem so cruel.
She takes each moment as it comes;
A physiological state,
Not much in my control,
When triggered by the world around,
Sends shrapnel through my soul.
By D'Shan Berry2 years ago in Poets