Scared

My mind plays tricks on me,
The kind without a laugh,
Spirits haunting memory,
As I walk my solemn path…

Constant

If morning heralded by rising moon,
And sun made the midnight noon,
If thorns bloomed from petaled stem,
And angels as evil as mortal men…

Everybody Wins

It seems nothing requires proof,
And all we ever do is fight…

Are You Not My Brother?

How is it the color of one’s skin,
Somehow defines what is held within…

The Mist

Is it cloud that falls so gently
When mountain top is kissed
Or does it rise from the valley
This cold and haunting mist

If

If I had only known
I would be left alone
Never would I have kissed
Those lips now sorely missed

Someone

If these words cannot make you stay,
Then all I will ask for is one more day…

Missing

It is just another day,
But it does not feel the same…

Tomorrow Comes

Swooping from heaven to pluck us,
From the hell they dropped us in…

White

I have freedoms others will never know,
Simply because my skin is white…

JaZzArt en València

Faith saved us from the savages that we were, losing faith makes us savages again

Suicide Squeeze

Often Misunderstood

A Struggling Author

My Journey with You

The Poetorium at Starlite

An Open Mic & Poetry Show

Sabrina Escorcio

Poetry and Prose

BLOSSOM READS

Cherish every moment

Rtistic

I speak my heart out.

Harley Reborn

♠️Rip It Up & Start Again♥️

UnderthePhilosotree

Connecting philosophy to the world around us

PoeticBelle by Srishti Mundhra

Dichotomy | Contrast | Life