This poem is inspired by a conversation I had with my sister. I compared her willingness to love the world and the destruction it had caused her to a rose bush, and this poem took root in my mind. Enj...
I recently discovered what a villanelle is, so I'd like to give it a shot.
So much aggression. So much dis-consideration to other people's feelings. So much 'she's so fat' and 'he's so ugly' not enough 'she's so beautiful' and 'he's so amazing'. The world is full of people s...
The world is a cruel place. There is no denying it. With the stereotypes fitted to each country, it's hard to fit together in a single world. But somehow...we all manage too.
A poem about the world (...
A poem/rap about an ideal world - inspired by imagine
Words are beautiful in every form but even they fail us for a second each and every day
When the night sky is inky with dark paint and freckled with stars sending their light across billions of miles When the sparrow chirps in quiet announcements to the trees around its home
we've gone too far // part weird imagery, part worldly metaphor, part rambling poetry.
I honestly can't tell if this is good or not, but I wanted to try something new.
Tw; blood
This poem is inspired by a conversation I had with my sister. I compared her willingness to love the world and the destruction it had caused her to a rose bush, and this poem took root in my mind. Enj...
I recently discovered what a villanelle is, so I'd like to give it a shot.
So much aggression. So much dis-consideration to other people's feelings. So much 'she's so fat' and 'he's so ugly' not enough 'she's so beautiful' and 'he's so amazing'. The world is full of people s...
The world is a cruel place. There is no denying it. With the stereotypes fitted to each country, it's hard to fit together in a single world. But somehow...we all manage too.
A poem about the world (...
A poem/rap about an ideal world - inspired by imagine
Words are beautiful in every form but even they fail us for a second each and every day
When the night sky is inky with dark paint and freckled with stars sending their light across billions of miles When the sparrow chirps in quiet announcements to the trees around its home
we've gone too far // part weird imagery, part worldly metaphor, part rambling poetry.
I honestly can't tell if this is good or not, but I wanted to try something new.
Tw; blood