Fragmented Mirrors Of My Mind.
Fresh and ripe
Green and whole
Sweet and tangy
A sight to behold
Freckled and imperfect
Smooth and curvy
Silent and indulging
Pale and wet… 14 more words
1 day, 2 hours ago
Do they know us well?The us that is hidden.
The fear that cannot be spoken.
The loneliness that numbs.
Oh We cover it well,
so well with our flashes of facade and whitewash. 129 more words
2 days, 1 hour ago
If you are looking for the heaven
and you lose the way,
if the darkness is around you
and you think you’re lost, 13 more words
2 days, 4 hours ago
a poet's soul
The gray mornings, heavy like clouds above;
Where is the will to rise? Spirit dull,
I don’t want to bear the weight
Of carrying on this life today. 96 more words
2 days, 16 hours ago
Narble Furt Lives
The night is still and round.
An ocean rises from city traffic
as my skin rejoices the fan
whirling from the ceiling.
I sit where the dog sleeps… 87 more words
3 days, 4 hours ago
You think you have saved me?
The truth is I’m broken even more
I’m close to it
That breaking point of no return
And I know you wouldn’t , couldn’t care, 104 more words
5 days, 1 hour ago
I like pretty fragile things that cocoon themselves and never seem to grow old. We are too delicate in the matters of the heart and at the end of it.. 10 more words
5 days, 2 hours ago