Mirror mirror before me stand tall Tell me how my words mean nothing at all I stare you in agony screaming from the soul Complaints of words in forms you think I don’t know
By Cadmaabout a year ago in Poets
But baby you're an alchemist, Transmuting pain and sorrow into beauty. A chemist of all things good. I am an arsonist with a handful of matches.
By Chloe Unfilteredabout a year ago in Poets
You left me on red, said goodbye before yellow. Orange you sad?
By Lizzy Roseabout a year ago in Poets
I cannot bear it, losing such magnificence. You left me on red.
Your hues fade to grey like the sunset's rays, and yet I remain the same.
September is here! Will someone take them away? Really? Not again... The Most Likely Scenario * Thank you for reading!
By Kendall Defoe about a year ago in Poets
There are stars that fall, and stars that stay - you are the kind that lights the way. Not loud like thunder, not proud or grand,
By Zakari Rungeabout a year ago in Poets
In that brilliant Caribbean light we took his body to a wall (a unique burial; all for respect and faith made right). My mother spoke to the priest
Sunsets behind clouds Casting golden rays of light Chilling summer skies
By Gunnar Andersonabout a year ago in Poets
Petrichor wafting Flood waters are receding Muddy desert floor Dusty turns to green The dead coming back to life From dry summer days
I grew up learning how to shrink. How to hold my breath, how to fold myself into corners no one noticed, how to turn my loudest aches
"Hey, come look at this! Her and I have the same name… and the same birthday?"
