We can't just pretend, and write poems
Fruits like pomegranates and cherries remind me of my childhood and growing up, so here's a poem about growing up and learning from the past. Thank you for reading <3
A poem for @poetrybattles first round, which is to write about a childhood story. About my aunt who could never have kids but having too much love to spare. Thank you for reading! <3
empty corpses on the floor
By: Ioana Moldovan
Existential questions at the border of a bridge.
What's the cost of playing God?
Ten years slip through my fingers as I pack the memories away. You've left and I'm left to deal with the broken pieces of our relationship.
Cherries, cherries & MORE cherries!
I will reign commaful till eternity
What's beneath the cherries? In life our "cherries" are accomplishments of all kinds, but sometimes we have to go through the worst to earn them.
But we are never really satisfied with what we make,
Always searching for those cherries on proverbial cakes!!!