Sestina

Soul-2
Cut me and I bleed poetry A soul wandering this realm Having a human experience Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. Content Warning.
The winter sat in me loud and galore, Alas, the summer that once warmed the heart sings in me no more. The beauty of life sets in its amorous swarm,
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
The Show
Welcome to where I write Welcome to what sometimes keeps me up And at others helps me sleep at night Welcome to where people gawk
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Love is a metaphor
Love begins with a metaphor that rules in the contradiction of vows, The one that emphasizes the conditionality one endows
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Wilderness-2
I want to strip myself bare And wander through you Without a care Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Convincing my favorite book to change its name
Triabilsing with the terror of the unknown, Gasping at the bane of my existence, my soul set on a quest to discover a new home
By Hridya Sharma3 years ago in Poets
Stumbling
Looking at how many days it’s been Since I was last here I’ve lost pace again But it’s for a better reason this time than last year
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Unbreakable
You thought your model was unbreakable But little did you know How much one person can endure in one year Once in a lifetime events
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Work Time
It’s all becoming clearer It’s all smoke and mirrors As everything draws nearer We pretend to do the right thing But life’s queerer than it seems
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Wilderness
They think I’m always on the hunt Always on the prowl But usually I’m just sitting here Thinking Pondering in this wilderness I call my brain
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets
Love's Midnight Serenity
In shadows deep, where light retreats, Love's whispered song, my heart it greets. Amidst the night, where fears hold sway, Your touch, a beacon, lights my way. In darkness' embrace, we find our peace, Where worries fade, and fears release. Your hand in mine, a steady guide, Through moonlit paths, we softly glide. With every breath, our souls entwine, In the quiet depths, our love defines. Through trials faced and storms endured, Our bond, unbroken, ever assured. In the stillness of the silent night, Our love, a flame, burns ever bright. For in each other's arms we find, The solace sought, the peace of mind. So let the shadows dance and play, For in your love, I'll always stay. In darkness' embrace, our love shall bloom, Finding peace together, in the quiet gloom.
By Moris Ochieng3 years ago in Poets
The End
Welcome to the end Of the grand experiment Dying in a whimper Thank you for reading my work. If you enjoyed this story, there’s more below. Please hit the like and subscribe button, you can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, and Instagram @AtomicHistorian. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.
By Atomic Historian3 years ago in Poets