Poetry

2018 – an ex lover ( a poem)

a poem where i personify 2018 into an ex lover

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Poetry

i miss yesterday

an ode to the yesterdays i cherish

Poetry

I Am Not Glass, I Am Rome

now do not misunderstand me when I say I’m broken by broken I mean – a broken weapon like a sword that’s broken into two for when it went through war it cut what came in its way and its final victory is it’s open wound chanting its glory so if you ever kiss me…… Continue reading I Am Not Glass, I Am Rome

Poetry

I came here to build you [not to love]

Floating Thoughts

Remember When

Remember when we didn’t know how to speak And we were this helpless little mess Which every thought was cute And they powdered us after we had our bath Put us in soft cotton clothes Gave us soothing warm milk to drink Then touched us like we were fragile And put us to sleep Remember…… Continue reading Remember When

Poetry

I Like The Early Hours of A New Day

    I like the early hours of a new day When people are deep in a slumber And the vehicles aren’t creating too much noise on the street The new air still untouched by noisy inventions on wheels   I like the early hours of a new day When you can do whatever you…… Continue reading I Like The Early Hours of A New Day